There is a reason why i've never liked anime, and it was because there some things I couldn't understand of 'em, that made me get lost in the inconmensurability of the story, and inmediatly drop it.
Well, turns out, that changed today.
I watched the new Netflix show One Piece, the eight episodes, in a row, with my aunt.
Let's just say, I intend to hold on to this story, and never let it go. I understood it, I followed it, I feel in love with it, and that is all I need.
Now lets just keep it near, and get into this fandom. Hehe.
IN YOUR FU***** FAAAAACE
I just want all the Harmony shippers to remember that Romione was what actually showed up in the book and the movie.. We are canon..We Win.
“I am deathly sure that dreams and hope are well tangled to each other; you would ask why. I'll tell you: because you can't have dreams if you don't have hope, and you can't have hope if you don't have dreams. ”
—someone that dreams in the daylight and that hopes in the nightdark.
Type: Fanfic.
Rated: M.
Chapters: 13/?.
Tags: too many to count / as much as ao3 let me.
Part 1 of the series: “To dream is to defy, and to defy is to dream”.
Written by: defianceoftheendless
read here on ao3
What was the saying? Ah, yes, dreaming doesn't cost anything.
Well, what if it turned out that the concept of dreaming was much more than a concept? What if it was, in turn, a man behind glass, and there was once a girl who tried to set him free?
That girl's name was Esther Carrasco, and it turned out that dreaming cost her everything.
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Where a new entity, known as the Defiant of Destinies, emerges from the spilled blood of a dreamer.
What if we rewrite the stars... (Say you were meant to be mine); Chapter Six.
Amara takes them to what is a nearby cemetery.
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Revelations, some acussations... And theories. Lots of theories.
read here in ao3.
Yesterday I had the brilliant idea of going to a park and feed the pigeons.
I was hoping for a raven or a woman with curls that talks about Mary Poppins to approach, but there just children running the birds and pigeons that were particulary interested in coming and stand next to me and to look at me with their red eyes.
I quite understand now why Morpheus did that. It's kind of relaxing to have this little entusiastic birds surrounding you while you see them eat. The sound of their wings is quite lovely too.
This is my coping mechanism now.
“what type of tiredness is this? I'm so tired I cant even feel nothing more ”.
Let me continue: I find a song that really describes what I'm feeling, I find God. I eat the flavour of ice cream I used to eat when I was a child, I find God. I climb a tree and stay there watching the world, I find God.
i'm a simple girl: i see sunlight on the water, i find god
What if we rewrite the stars... (Say you were meant to be mine); Chapter One.
The funeral was everything you'd expect from a funeral: mournful, cold, and... empty.
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Where, after her father's death, Esther goes to Fawney Rig, with dire plans for destiny.
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read here on ao3.
Well, I just wanted to make this edits and do all the presentation cause writer that does not do details, is no writer.
Or that's just me?
Anyway, here is the link to the first chapter. The 7th one is up, already. Get ready js.
What if we rewrite the stars... (Say you where meant to be mine); Chapter Four.
After, basically, many supernatural experiences, Esther becomes, in the floating words of Delirium, a many-coloured oyster shell containing a black pearl.
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Where Esther does her first defiant action, and with it, she goes forward.
read here in ao3
We don't belong to this world.
We were meant to fly, to ride dragons or to reach the stars.
We were meant to know, to read stories never told, or to understand strange mysteries.
We were meant to travel, to cross horizons or to find what no one ever found.
We were meant to dream, to wander across realities, or to make history.
Why not all of them? And more.
We were meant to more. So how did we end up here, how is that we strayed from home.
So, as I say first,
We don't belong to this world.