Luffy seeing is brother die with a fist through the heart, in a reckless battle, in the literal real life setting that Ace's hell idea of himself was, is something I will always think about. It's the glimpse of home, it's the 'i'm not so sure I want to die anymore' that makes this even more tragic.
HBD TO THE GOATTT
I hope everything you ever loved and created gets stolen from you and pissed on. You have nothing to stand for, so shut your mouth.
Same fucking idiot who voted their rights away get a fucking life smh.
ATTENTION ALL WRITERS
As of the time of this post, AO3 has been scraped for the use of AI. This Reddit post here has all the details and the most current information. In short, if your fic URL ends in a number between 1 and 63,200,000 (inclusive), AND is not archive locked, your fic has been scraped and added to this database.
The scraper themself has admitted that it's at least maybe 12.6 million works that have been taken and uploaded.
With that being said, I'm locking my fics down.
I do not give anyone permission to use my works in any way.
Kin'emon could only stare around himself. Blood, salt and tears. His eyes rolled back into his mind. O'Kiku, Raizo, Momonosuke. Faces, shapes and colors fogged his memory, some more distinct than others; one more distinct than others.
-oh, Tsuru, would you look at me with shame in your eyes? Have I not stained your honor once again?
Kin'emon groaned ever so quietly that he didn't even think the dust under his limp body could have heard him. He thought of the twenty years she had waited alone, the nights spent in their cold bed and the silent diners she must have shared with an empty chair.
-My flower, my Tsuru.
His breathing faded away in the rumble of the battle field, it aligned with the wind and he thought that if the gods were in his favour, they would send these thoughts to her. His flower. His Tsuru.
-You have been the solace of my life.
His lips curled into a weak smile, the orange explosions all around him made the tears on his cheeks glow in a distinguished manner. The smell of death surrounded him but she remained his only thought.
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Tsuru was sat on the roof of her modest shop, she stared at the lanterns lit up in the sky from the capital, her eyes too, glowed this rich orange. She held her own hands firmly, wondering if her tight grip could be felt by her husband, wherever he was, whatever challenges he was facing, she let out a warm exhale and her hands relaxed. She felt him beside herself in an odd manner.
WTH I FEEL LIKE A CELEBRITY NOW LOL
I didn't even think you knew lol I'm so new on Tumblr I forget ppl actually gaf Abt communities on here
if you see this or are tagged in it, tag a couple of your favorite mutuals/blogs and let them know you appreciate seeing them on your dash!
@h0neysugarfree @blueberrylovv @bequiteanddriveeeeeee @cherri-bomb-bomb @eg0mechan1c @fatrexicisback
Shanks and his crew basically lived at Foosha Village for nearly a year. Like, Hello???
Don’t imagine little Luffy begging to have a sleepover at their ship every night. Don’t imagine Yasopp seeing Usopp in Luffy. Don’t imagine Benn taking Luffy to the marked so Shanks can have 10 minutes for himself. Don’t imagine Luffy waking the crew at the crack of dawn because he’s a over energized 6 year old. Don’t imagine Shanks getting so used to Luffy that he forgets that Luffy isn’t there anymore when they finally leave Foosha Village
has this been done before
i fear it's contagious
saying “i want him” about the character but not in a romantic or sexual way . i just Require him i need to Obtain him
Sometimes I forget people on Tumblr dot com are 25-30+ and I feel like a baby in fandom spaces.