#and it's like ... aghghhhhh

[aropride]

i think its awesome that my therapy appt got cancelled i think thats really cool and fine .

#text #I KNOWWW ITS PROBABLY NOT HIS FAULT IM NOT MAD AT HIM IM MAD AT THE UNIVERSE . #like AGHGHHHHH. not like i needed it or anything 🙄 #neg

[nightfallsystem]

blood test tmrw.....

#auggghhhh #idk. im scared #also waht if they find nothing wrong with me and theyre like lmaooo faker idiot even though im literally in pain 24/7 #also theyll probably need my arms for stuff and my arms have scarring on them and theyre gonna overreact #i dont know why but i always feel really uncomfy when people see them #the only person i ever will give the ability to see them is someone i actually trust #im scaredddd #i dont know how to calm down if they do the blood pressure thing either so my heart rate will look weird #aghghhhhh

[magicwhiskers29]

So... Prime Season 3, huh?

I guess this is somewhere between an analyss and just general thoughts post. Probably too incoherent to actually be an analysis, but I just finished the season, and I'm going to talk about it.

So for this post? I want to talk about Nine.

Okay, so, yeah, Nine was FANTASTIC. His solo conversations with Sonic were brilliant, and so many of them hit so hard. His taunting of Sonic when Sonic first gets back to New Yoke is so good. Just. Wow.

"Don't you realise the power I have at my fingertips?" I love the delivery of this line. It isn't said as particularly menacing, as a typical villain line -- Nine sounds curious, really. Slightly irritated too, but he's not just raging, because all the time he's been convincing himself he hates Sonic, and that what they had really was just a lie. He wants to believe that so badly, because it justifies this, and what he'll have to do to Sonic.

We see things like Nine getting shocked, maybe even a bit upset, in episode 2 after noticing the citizens he's put in danger. His goal isn't to cause hurt, but he's just not above it. Despite it all, he trusts Sonic too. Trusts that Sonic will just keep everything safe, so he can do what he likes.

Later on, this even goes so far as he trusts that if lets the Shatterverse decay as far as it can go, Sonic will then come back to him, o save it, and give him up willingly. It's extreme, and it's villainous, but it's a gamble reliant on trut, and an understanding of Sonic's good character that isn't quite the same as just the 'You're like this because of guilt' type that he accuses Sonic of before this.

And oh. Oh. I cannot not talk about Nine and Sonic's conversation at the end of episode three...

SONIC: Ever wonder where we'd be if things had gone differently between us?

NINE: Not anymore.

SONIC: ...I do. All the time.

Nine: You had your chance.

Sonic: Right back at you, bud.

I really don't think just a transcript can do this scene justice, because the voice acting (aghghhhhh it's so good) and pauses in this exchange really give it life.

Despite what everyone says about Sonic, I think this scene really demonstrates that he does see Tails and Nine differently. He's clearly thinking of Tails when he asks about things going differently, because he knows a universe where things have gone differently, and Tails is his best friend, Tails his 'Always his wingman'. But it's more than that. He wants a universe where he and Nine are friends too. he says he's missed Tails so much, when he sees him again at the end. Nine can't just be a replacement Tils to him, but he still cares about Nine, because he knows the kind of person Nine could be.

He cared first because of Tails, and now because he believes in Nine. throghout the season, he always does. Even when he ahs to fight him.

And augh, if that "Right back at you, bud" doesn't half hurt... He says it so bitterly.. He admits here, that he wasn't all in the wrong for what happened. He has Nine telling him that he was cruel to him, that he used him, and he has everyone else telling him he was a fool to ever trust Nine, but he wasn't. He didn't listen, and that's what he later apologises for, but he wans't a fool for believeing in someone like Nine, and Nine just as much didn't listen to him. They never talked.

Nine had his chance to explain to Sonic what he really wanted. He didn't take it. this is on both of them.

Seeing Nine get all mad scientist at the slightest thing going wrong was fun, though, on a different note. I think Nine has always really worked because he's just kind of eerie. So much more jaded than Tails, so he often feels just sort of... off. So them leaning into Nine being kind of creepy like that was fun. Whilst still feeling a very Tails-y direction to tke villainy.

Alright, light note over. Sonic himself? Also fantastic.

Nine is right about his guilt, but he's wrong to call it Sonic's only motivation. He wants to save his friends because he cares about them, not just becaus ehe destroyed them accidentally before. But Nine has never felt like he's had anyone to look out for him like that before, so he doesn't get that. But Sonic sees Nine that same way. It's why Nine doesn't believe him when he tells him that. And it's why Nine is so eager to believe Sonic betrayed him, and is a bad guy, because he wants to reduce Sonic down to a guy that's just all about himself because that's easier to picture as the bad guy, easier to picture as the kind of bully he's always been dealing with.

But Sonic isn't that. Sonic is ready all season to die to save the Shatterspace, and that isn't just because of guilt. That isn't just because Shadow beat him around a bit and told him this was his fault. This isn't because he's seen the chaos that he's caused the alternate-universe versions of his friends. And isn't just because Nine told him that, once again, he hadn't listened.

No, Sonic can't fathom him having hurt his friends, and yes, he'd do anything to not do it again, but... He'd have done that before, right? His flaw was that he didn't listen to his friends, and that he didn't rely on them, not that he was ready to leave them behind, or that he wouldn't have given his life for them before. He was careless, but he always had a big heart.

Nine keeps calling him predictable, but he never predicted Sonic's biggest motivation, because he never wanted to consider what it was, because that would mean Sonic actually cared about him, and he would have to care if taking Sonic's energy killed him.

It hurts Nine to do that, in the end. It hurts him to have to potentially kill the only guy who ever did listen to him, and speak up for him. But he does it because, like always, in the end he does believe in Sonic.

Their hug at the end is very sweet. Sonic listens to Nine, and Nine admits that he can care, and does care, to Sonic.

Nine will never be, and would never have ever been, Sonic's best wingman, not like the Green Hill tails, but he could be Sonic's friend, and a very different kind of Right-hand Man.

If the ending was a tease for a season 4, I definitely hope we get a Sonic and Nine reunion in it!

#sonic prime #sonic prime spoilers #prime spoilers #sonic prime season 3 spoilers #sonic the hedgehog #tails nine #analysis #long post #whiskers rambles #I still have more to say about the season. so uh. Onto a new post!

[toweroftunes]

Since you reblogged that thing about bringing tumblr asks back... I'll bite! How long have you been writing? And what are some of your favorite tropes and/or storylines to write about? ✍😊

Hiii, Cherry!!! Thank you so much for the ask 💕

I’ve been writing fic/long form stories for about 2-ish years now, I think. Before that I’d written mainly poetry, personal essays, etc. where creative writing was concerned. Idk, narrative fiction always really, really intimidated me haha. So I kinda found my way to it through fan fiction—like, everyone just seemed to be having a good time creating fan works and that made it feel okay to join in without much pressure to be Good™ (idk if that’s exactly how I want to phrase it, but hopefully that makes sense).

Aghghhhhh TROPES. Hmmm, probably obvious but I reaalllly love Partners (platonic & romantic), and also Idiots to Lovers. SoMa and DeathStar are top ships for me, after all. As far as story-lines uhhhh idk. I think I honestly write more based on vibes than story-lines sometimes? Like, I’ll think: what tone can I communicate with this scene or with this dialogue or with this environment? That’s pretty non-specific of me, but as long as there’s a partners aspect there are lots of story-lines I’d write about (especially if I was a faster writer lol).

With my 2022 Resbang I was drawn to Dorohedoro as an AU because the manga is SO unique and weird and created such specific worlds. I wanted to recreate that vibe more than the story-line (which is technically a mystery/crime mystery in a comedy-horror world). Plus there’s the built-in partners aspect. Like, parts of the plot/story-line are reflected in Chaos for the Fly, but I won’t ramble on about that here because Dorohedoro is bonkers and explaining it is like that meme of Charlie Day in It’s Always Sunny.

With Big Time, I really just saw the pilot episode for the BBC show Starstruck and wanted to translate the meet-cute to SoMa, and recreating the scene/vibe in the nightclub was something that I didn’t have to think about as much as actually coming up with a story-line. I did have to create the partners aspect there, though haha. I mean, I initially wrote this to take a break from writing heavier stuff, just for some one shot rom-com fun. Fast forward to me deciding to continue Big Time further than a one shot and struggling because I don’t know exactly where I want to take it plot-wise.

Okay okay I’ve rambled 😭

#tower talks #and for real thank you x1000 for this ask #like i could have kept on rambling #going on my little tangents lol

[ttaibhse]

i need need NEED NEED to get out of my head and like at least be half way functioning in real life but here i am physically incapable of just not wandering around in a daydream bubble at all times. like. it’s almost debilitating at this point i am so detached from reality and like what day or time of day it is and ESPECIALLY with a dissertation deadline in like 3 months? which is not actually really all that far away considering i have NO ideas or motivation and have done next to zero work for it so far. like. this is quite bad. but i genuinely don’t know what to do about it i don’t know if this is like mental illness or just lack of discipline but i DON’T KNOW how to force my brain out of constant daydream world and into actual real life where things matter world. girl help. lol

#Why Is This Happening To Me #fr can't focus on a single task for more than a couple of minutes my mind just wanders immediately #and the thing is like i don't even want to exit daydream land because it's sooo nice and cosy in there and i don't have to worry about #the looming stresses/miseries of actual life #so i have even less motivation to try lmao #like my motivation is ruining my real actual life by failing uni #that's pretty much it #and somehow it is not really strong enough.... lol #ghhhghhfdkjdhfkgjhdkfsghdkfhghlaskjhfSGFDKH #like why would i want to leave happy warm thoughts for evil nasty academia thoughts #how am i supposed to convince my brain to do that. why would it #AGHGHHHHH god #i want to put my head through a wall

[anghraine]

A GW2 thing I’m angsting over to a ridiculous degree and already screamed about on Twitter, but anyway:

My PC in GW2 is named Althea, after Lady Althea from GW1, an early teacher for mesmers who is engaged to the Ascalonian prince and burned alive by the Charr in their invasion. I really liked her (and her fabulous outfit) and her horrifying death is one of the reasons for my undying resentment. Anyway, there’s a mission to find out what happened to her, and then to recover her ashes and return them to her father so her ghost can have peace.

The point of all this is that the ashes survive into GW2, as an actual item that you can wear as an accessory. Like, it goes in the slot where you put earrings and stuff.

So on the one hand ... there’s a canon Althea item! Althea was one of my faves and I personally recovered her ashes! I should try to get it!

On the other hand, I feel like wearing a murdered, long-dead woman’s ashes as a fashion accessory is kind of ... uhhh ... well. A bit much.

I thought of instead getting a red iris flower for the slot in memory of my #1 fave, Gwen Thackeray, but I’m already wearing a different Gwen item and don’t have an Althea item. I DON’T KNOW.

#tragically they've never sold althea's outfit in the gem store #or i'd just take that as my althea item #i have a whole thing planned about how althea acquires the gwen item she got at 80 #and she does the catacombs in my headcanon so she has a good reason for acquiring her ascalonian rings #but you can get very high-level accessories for your two slots that include the althea ashes / gwen flower / tybalt fiddly thing #and it's like ... aghghhhhh #HOW TO CHOOSE #anghraine babbles #althea #ascalonian grudgeblog #fic talk: pro patria #sorta #althea fairchild #guild wars 2 #guild wars: prophecies #anghraine's gaming #deep blogging

[twentythousandvolts]

so SOOOOOOOOO upset that i can not find good food house slash frax lyrics to put as my title and description like theres nothing that works with one line on the title. sigh. sighhhh. and two-line titles look like SHIT!!  [EDIT]wait no it doesnt look that bac actualyl yeah im good. Ok im doing this. love you thanks for the input, but like, in the way a code ducky gives input.

#epic post compilation #i wish. i WISH i could make it like. #POV: UR AN ICON CUZ UR ME <- as the title. #and either just normal information or THINK ABOUT HOW MANY PEOPLE KNOW THEYRE GAY BECAUSE OF ME as desc #aghghhhhh

[lunafaeris-archive]

@hhemeraa​ said :

What is a trope/cliche/plot that you absolutely hate writing?

for munday, anonymously ask the mun something you want to know about them, their portrayal, or what they will/won’t write.

          /Love at first sight. I say that having been guilty of writing that same trope when I was much, much younger, without knowing the intricacies and the foundations of a real relationship. I think that may be in part why I make it difficult for some of my stronger characters to open themselves up romantically (intentionally or unintentionally), because I don’t want them to fall into the same gaping plot hole; but also that it’s so much more satisfying to see when two people struggle with their own inner turmoil about themselves, about each other, and build upon what little they already have, until the walls come crumbling down and they choose to be together. Preferably, this would be a process that takes time over the course of our character’s interactions, unless we as muns discuss what might be possible ooc.

#❛ i'm a total trash mammal. ﹙out of character﹚ #hhemeraa #me: give me that slow burn ship with gut wrenching angst #... also me banging pots and pans 2gether: more ships! more ships!! #i want more ships with luna but at the same time i realize that she is the worst offender in this scenario #writing her completely and totally vulnerable without some damn good context just seems so out of character #because part of her persona is being so independent and strong and emotionally distant #proving to the world that she doesn't need anyone else to tell her how to live her life when she's standing on top #just--- aghghhhhh #i've had a few instances where other muses have almost made a connection with her beyond her icy exterior #but either the mun loses interest in their own muse for mental health reasons which i can respect #or... after a certain amount of time with no response ic or ooc i just feel like i've been dropped by the wayside #it's like navigating a minefield at times idk

[crane--here]

hey. hey. hey. give ur thoughts on juan and waltz and aitor :3

as you wish :3 going to put this under read more for long post convenience and HEAVY spoilers for the game, i'm not holding back lol

okay.

he's a VERY intriguing character. with the added benefit of being hilarious (he's fucking with the colonel of all people. power move of the century)

in all seriousness though, i appreciate the way he's written. he's morally grey as all hell. i love his approach to life, when every single other survivor cares mostly about survival, juan among the few citizens can appreciate the beauty of art and food.... and people. does he come off as a bit pretentious? sure but it makes it even better IMO. i think there's a lot of untapped potential here! i want to see ALL his layers. i mean just HOW deep did his connection to renegades go to have him as the only resort to make them rule the city??

one thing i'm pretty salty about is that juan was supposed to lead HIS OWN FACTION that we already know as the suppliers. the way it's currently written it gives an idea that he operates within the peacekeepers only, when in fact (as per jonah's words) he was supposed to be the leader of it as a wildcard faction. think how much fucking cooler it would be to underline that juan genuinely is influential enough outside the pks, because that bitch can bargain

also bisexual king. i am ignoring he fits the slutty bi stereotype criteria he's my scrinkle

aitor was such a surprise to me when i first played! from the very beginning the pks were painted as the "inherent bad faction", with their authoritarian rules and treatment of the bazaarians. and while, yeah, it has some merit to it with characters like anderson not winning my sympathy for them, aitor and his attitude made me realize "holy shit, the pks aren't some one-dimensional video game 'baddies' here. they're actual diverse people". he added that humanity aspect to this faction (later reinforced by squad 404). he's so so caring my heart just melts. also i really love his family?? like rip to him for getting divorced but his kid is fucking hilarious. i love british "people"

one thing i'm also curious about though is his development during the game making, because from his artbook depiction we can see that he used to be... MUCH different

an abusive asshole and the very pk that would immediatelly turn me away??? lol no thanks i love the aitor we have now <3

now, let's waltz!

AGHGHHHHH sorry grandpa for what you got from techland because it was not ENOUGH. there's been so much more potential for his character in the overarching story because it was not utilized enough! he (and williams but that's a discussion for another day) are always told to be these menacing forces that can destroy the city with just a command... which they absolutely can! however, the issue with the writing here is that.... we're never shown any real reason to believe that besides some renegade thugs (which were underwhelming). techland failed to go with the effective "show don't tell" route that would give a BETTER lasting impression of him. they succeeded at the start, sure, i was shaking when i met him in the prologue and then moments before going into central loop and then..... nothing. that's all we get from him really. this is why the story feels so LACKING in this regard, we're not given enough reasons to care about the threat that is waltz and his plans (and by extension we never really don't get to care about mia who is linked to him in every way)

as for his character... well i talked about it here before. he's painfully inconsistent so it's really hard to tell what his deal is. we learn that he was... supposedly a caring person before, to the point where some of the kids liked him a lot. he gave reassuring words to aiden and was shown to care for him too?? and it's hard to tell if it all genuine or all an act - if he put on a caring facade only for the sake of mia. after all, no npcs really tell good things about him - the one instance i remember is that he spared aitor when he was on patrol, but commented that "why is he working for matt when he should be working for him". it's. giving mixed signals to the players. he's a real shitty dude. like. he's selfish with his goals, hurting everyone else around him in the process - even MIA. how much pain did she have to go through because waltz didn't know how to let go...?

but it does make you also think of the possibility that grief and loss is what drove him to such extents. the trauma he endured even as a little boy was enough to give a lasting impression (never letting go of horse lover waltz) and only a faint crack in what is his psyche. it's a possible read on him, and i can see it's what makes him likable to many (hi silas), so even while i personally lean more to the first option i SEE the vision

either way he's still an incredibly tragic character, which i adore. he's also incredibly fucked up which is THE selling point for me tbh <3

#mod.post #ask #anon #i know who you are lol #dying light 2 #dl2 #juan rainer #dl2 juan #dl2 aitor #aitor #dl2 waltz #waltz #vincent waltz #god using his full name feels wrong #SORRY FOR PUTTING THIS ON HOLD FOR SO LONMG </3

[marcoacesabo]

In my honest opinion this world needs more 'Roger is being ridiculously overprotective and refusing to accept the fact that his son is growing up and has two boyfriends, neither of which Roger approves of' fics. Please?

Gol D Roger was a man feared far and wide. Among the emperors  of the sea he was by far the most powerful, the one with the most control- everyone knew that all of East Blue was his and a vast majority of the New World was dotted with the Roger Pirates flags- He’s crew had thousands and thousands of members all under sub captains that could be their own emperor if they choose to.

Hell, Shanks was considered an emperor and he was but one of the sub captains that followed Roger around.

Out of the all the emperors, Roger was also the one you want to piss off the less, because unlike the other powerhouse he would hunt you down himself. He would not rest, would not stop until he found his target to punish himself.

Now it was rather difficult to piss off Roger, in fact, he was known for laughing off most offensives, just as long as you didn’t touch his crew or his biggest treasure. Other pirates in the world believed that treasure was One Piece, rumored to be where all the Roger Pirates treasure was located at the end of the world.  

It is said that Roger would let you keep it if you managed to find it, simply because he thought the bravest and the strongest of them all should be allowed the power.

But that was just a rumor.

The truth was, Roger’s greatest treasure would never be up for grabs and the man would rather be skin alive than ever letting his little boy go.

After to a father, his child was the most precious thing in the world.

Gol D. Ace just wished his father would let attractive people talk to him. He wants a significant other, dammit.

“Heads up. Redhead and an older man on the move” Rayleigh said not looking up from his mug of beer. He didn’t even sound considered when Ace was in danger the ass!

Roger sprung up from his chair so fast his coat almost falls off, whipping his head towards his darling little angel who was smiling shyly up at a man that was leaning awful close to his boy, one of his large meaty hands placed on the wall near Ace’s head. He had his son trapped against the wall, from the way his lips moved he was telling Ace “Is it true you really never have? I could teach you. I think it is best for us to leave don’t you?”

Ace gave a breathless nervous laugh, face tilt just that bit red- obviously, he wanted nothing to do with this man!

Don’t you worry baby, Daddy will save you!

“I think the fuck not!” Roger sneered releasing a burst of Haki strong enough that some surrounding tables tumbled over. He would have thrown his haki at that bastard but his fainting form would land on Ace, and his child was already having to deal with him being in his bubble too much.

Luckily it was enough to grab the attention of everyone in the bar, including the redhead bastard. The redhead man turns around at the sudden burst of haki looking like a startled wild animal. His green eyes landed on Roger and then he stiffens in horror as the King of Pirates glared him down.

Good. He better fear him.

Roger stomped his way across the bar, people scrambling out of his way, some of them being his own men. His rage rolled off him in waves, making his skin feel tight and his face pull into a sneer so bad that his teeth made a loud clack sound when he snapped them into place.

The whole while he never took his eyes off the shaking bastard, who looked like he wanted to run but was unable to move. What felt like too long he was able to growl into the terrified man face  “step away from my son.”

There was a small splash sound as the man pissed himself. What a fucking wuss.

Ace’s displeased “Dad! Leave him alone! Tom’s just buying me a drink!” was ignored as Roger reached out to grab his collar “I see your face ever again and I swear to you, no one will be able to save you”

Meeting go of “Tom’s” - if that his real name- landed on his ass before scrabbling backward, so pale his lips looked like someone slapped some red piece of meat on snow.

Ace step forward trying to help him up,  “I’m so sorry you have to deal with this Tom. we can leave if you-”

“No!” The man gasped out tugging his arm free of Ace’s hold, eyes flickering to Roger who’s face was rapid darkening  “No! I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry please don’t-I’m sorry!”

With that, the man turns around rushing for the door his stain jean pants scraping against his body with a wet slush sound. A sense of satisfaction filled Roger’s chest even as Ace shouted “ Call me!” when the man burst through the door and dispersed into the darkness.

Mentally Roger patted his own back. Ah, another disaster avoid-

“What is your problem!?” Ace snaps wheeling around with an angry red hue “You ruin everything!”

Roger frown at his child, crossing his arms. It looks like they were going to have the same argument again. It was becoming rather common as of late, which was saddling. What happened to his little boy who cheered each time Roger save the day?  “He was dangerous”

Ace hands curls into fists, tight at his side “No he wasn’t! He was just flirting with me!”

“That’s why he’s dangerous Ace! He’s was just trying to get into your pants and I wasn’t-”

“I wanted him in my pants!” Ace cut in, voice filled with so much stress it could have been the cause of the sudden heart attack Roger was feeling  “Or a least have him take me out! Dammit, Dad!  I want a man’s attention on me without you coming in and ruining each of my chances!”

Roger clutch his chest back peddling as his son continue to rant about all the people he’s been trying to get to know over the years and felt his heart stopping at random moment.

“Ace”  He wheezed  “No. Not my little baby. He can’t be interested in hugs, kiss or s-sex-”

“I’m not little anymore!” Ace shouted throwing up his arms. His freckled face, so similar to Rouge, scrunched up as he screamed “I am twenty! I want to date!”

Roger started to hyperventilate  “B-but you’re so young and you don’t really know what you want yet-”

“Agh! Forget it! I’m going back to the ship! ” Ace slammed a palm against his face, before turning around and leaving the bar ignoring all of Roger’s shouts to wait. The force in which the youth yanked the door, it falls to the ground with a loud bang and he stomped his way out into the street.

His shout of “I hate you!” reaching the ears of everyone in the 5-mile radius.

The pirates and civilian in the bar watched on with mute wonder as Gol D. Roger busted into tears  “Whhhaaaa! My baby hates me! Someone help me! My baby!

The next few days, when the Oro Jackson sets out to sea again Ace barely leave his private room. He only comes out to eat or use the bathroom, otherwise, he goes back to his room.

Roger paddles around uselessly wondering what he can do to make his son happy again. The boy hadn’t spoken a word to him when he went back from the bar that night, had even acknowledged  his presence as he climbs up the ramp. Instead, his son was staring at a piece of paper he had.

He then had shut himself in his room.

It was so hard to be a parent. You wanted to be your child’s best friends but you had to be stern when it came to keeping them safe and Ace just wouldn’t understand that men (and women) were just trying to use him.

Some might say he was overprotective but Ace was his world. He was his small bundle of joy, the last link between Roger and Rouge. He was the little baby that won Roger over the moment he looked into his son’s eyes the first time they open.

He was the tiny little being that smiles at him, not even an hour after being born. . Every time Roger looked at him he felt his heart warm, felt pride and love for his child. Being a father was the greatest adventure, if you asked Roger, it was almost as amazing as being in love.

Ace is precious 

So maybe he couldn’t let go, not yet.

 He just had to win his son’s forgiveness.

“What are you doing?” Shanks asks watching his captain balance ramen bowls on every balance part of his body.

Roger grin at him toothy  “Bring Ace his favorite for dinner! I’m thinking of having some father-son bonding time”

Shanks’ eyes widen  “In his room? right now?”

“What a silly question. Of course right now-”

“You can’t go to Ace’s room!” Shanks shouts stepping in Roger’s path. He seems to realize what he is doing before rubbing the back of his head  “I- I mean you can’t right now. It’s pretty late and Ace might be asleep”

Roger frown at him “It’s seven pm.”

Shanks laughs, nose wrinkling slightly- a sure fire sign he’es lying “Well I know Ace said he would be sleeping early like around six so  we shouldn’t bother him-”

Hearing enough Roger pushed past Shanks. The redhead tried to desperate stop him but after a firm order to stand down, he let the Captain go on.

Over the years the redhead had become a sort of older brother to his son, and often Shanks knew when he was doing something risk less- like that time he’s boy snuck  out to go to a island party or that one time he ate a devil fruit on a dare- and who knows what the boy was up to this time.

Nearing Ace’s door he raised a fist to knock, pausing he heard voices through the door  “So-So I just describe how I’m touching..myself to you?”

“That’s right Ace. Tell us in full detail” A unknown voice cooed back.

“Um..okay..I’m-I’m touching” Ace’s voice was laced in nervous trembles as he talked “My thighs and-”

Roger has heard far enough “I think the fuck not!”  

He kicked the door open, to find Ace sitting in front of two den den mushi. His boy jumped from where he sat, while the den den mushi had leers on both their faces. His boy was flushed and only wearing boxers  

“Aghghhhhh! ” Ace shouted, trying to cover himself.

“Ace? Ace what’s wrong?” The snail with a top hat asked looking worried. “Did you hurt yourself? You’re not pushing yourself are you?”

The one with the droopy eyes was frowning something fierce  “If this is too much for you Ace we can just talk normally-

Roger ignored his fumbling child to go over to the sails snatching up the talk pieces to whisper into the speakers “I don’t know who you two are but I will kill you, I will hunt you down until both of your heads crack under my hands. No matter where you go, no matter who you hide behind, nowhere will be safe. You will live only long enough to fear every dark corner, every sound until the day I find you.I will drag out your deaths, till the point where you will be able to explain what purgatory is like right before the life leaves your eyes., ”

He finished his speech with a smile. Roger’s smiles were already far too bloodthirsty and ruthless sharp but this one had a more unhinge tilt to it. The sails looked appropriately horrified.

“Dad! Leave my boyfriends alone!”

“SINCE WHEN DO YOU HAVE BOYFRIENDS?!”

#marcoacesabo #NSFW-hinted #Roger doesn't his boy to grow up #Ace meet them on the way to the Oro Jackson #Ace is fustrated

[fakelovemp3]

man, now i know how blackjacks felt when blackpink came on the block... listening to some of the songs on red velvet’s new album is so painful ;__; they sound EXACTLY like a song sm would’ve given to f(x)... aghghhhhh

#amytxt

[icanneverbesatisfied]

Thank Theodosia For Warning Me (part quatre)

"Theo!" Philip shouted, shucking off his coat and letting it fall to the ground. He didn't remember which door was Theo's anymore, after all, it had been almost four years. He pushed open one, and was greeted with a bathroom. He shut that one, and moved onto the next. It was locked. He almost moved on, before remembering that Theo locked doors when she was sad. "Theo!" He said, banging on the door. "Unlock it, its me!" He heard her footsteps, and the door opened. "Why did you come to my house?" She asked. He didn't answer, only stepped into her room, pushing the door closed. "I came here because I'm in love with you." He said, the words spilling out of his mouth. "Why didn't you answer the door, you idiot!" She shouted, wiping tears off of her cheeks. "Everyone in my house was sleeping, Theo. No one heard." He answered softly. "I would've come if I would've heard." She rushed towards him, grabbing each side of his face in her hands and kissing him. There was a light bang as he hit the wall, before his hands came down to her waist, pulling her body closer to his. He pushed away from the wall by her door, breaking away from her long enough to grab the key from her desk and lock the door before continuing the kiss. Theodosia suddenly felt the edge of the mattress on her bed behind her, and she fell backwards, her knotted, unkempt curls of hair fanning out around her. Philip was on top of her, and she was suddenly reminded of fifteen and the glade. But This was different. This time she wasn't depressed. This time she was happy. Philip traced his thumb down her jawline, and across her lips. "You're so beautiful." He breathed out. "So, so beautiful." She smiled, before linking her hands around his neck and pulling his mouth to hers. She moved her hands from his neck and slipped them underneath of his shirt. He was birdlike, not corded with muscle. But he was perfect. The tie on the back of her nightgown caught on headboard, making the dress hang off of her shoulders. Philip kissed down to the corner of her mouth, to her jaw, and peppering them down her neck and shoulders. She knotted her fingers in his hair that felt like pinfeathers and smelled like rain. She had just managed to undo the buttons on his shirt, shrugging it off when her bedroom door opened. "Philip, you've been in here- AGHGHHHHH!" Aaron Burr had burst into the room, and was shielding his eyes with his hands. "PHILIP GET OUT OFF MY HOUSE!" He roared , and Philip gathered up his shirt and ran. He closed the door behind him, and ran down the hall and out of the house as quick as he could. Oh god, he thought, my dad is going to have a fucking field day with this.