Can we have garp somehow finding out luffy got married in your selkie au
The selkie that told Usopp that him and Luffy are married in Selkie terms: Please... Please let me go...
Garp: *Mouth full of crackers* Huh? Yeah, we're dropping you off at the next island, I just wanted to know how my grandson was doing
Selkie: grandson..?
Garp: Yeah, the brat with the strawhat
Selkie: Oh! Well - he and his husband seem to be doing well
Garp:
Garp: I have a grandson-in-law..?
Selkie: Uh... Yes? The selkie on Strawhat's crew. Did he not tell you?
Garp: No That Brat Did NOT after I drop you off I gotta circle back so I can knock some sense into that boy
Selkie: Oh I don't think--
Garp: *storming out of the room, tearing up a little* Brat didn't invite me to his wedding, I didn't get to meet my grandson-in-law-- COBY! SET COURSE FOR WATER 7!
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I have been bestowed with a silly thought
Malleus: Grandmother! I must go see my one true love, but the journey is arduous and long, I musn't be distracted during my endeavors!
Oc, his other grandma: So you want me to stay back and be on Sebek duty so you can go see lover boy?
Malleus: ... If you would be so kind? 🥺
Sebek: HAVE YOU SEEN WAKASAMA?
Oc: *sight* ... Malleus sucks
Sebek: HOW DARE YOU-
Aurelian please appreciate meemaws sacrifice 😔🙏 she has to listen to his lecture till sunrise 😭
OMG FNANFNSNDN OC IS SELF SACRIFICING THEMSELVES FOR MALLEUS TO GO FIND AURELIAN I CAN’T 😭😭😭
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Q for oc ^ do you realise that if you want to be with gyu then you NEED to go back to him now otherwise there will be so many lives lost but if you want to be with tyun then gyu has to be dead otherwise he will keep on trying to pursue on and he will not let anything go in his way
I don't know what to do. I miss Beomgyu and I don't want anyone to get hurt but I also don't want to go back to being just the whore. I want to stay with Taehyun but I don't know if I can handle him being so cold towards me. Am I really that hard to love?
Maybe Beomgyu is lying and he will try to kill Taehyun anyway but maybe he's not and I should go back to him to save everyone...
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i’m serious about you
summary: gojo realizes just how much he likes you when you go on your first date
note: feeling a bit soft for gojo rn so pls enjoy this little scenario…it’s 2am and i just wanna write something before i go to bed <3 gojo is probably a little ooc but this is my blog so!!!
i’m a lil rusty when ur comes to writing fics but i hope u enjoy!
warnings: fluff fluff fluff + she/her pronouns
masterlist :)
“I’m surprised this place is open so late.”
You mutter absentmindedly as you look at the pastries behind the glass, face at a respectable distance while Gojo stands beside you. He leans down to see what you see, his own eye catching the chocolate cake sitting on the top shelf.
“Nanami told me about it a while ago,” he explains. “Says he likes to come here when he can’t sleep since they’re open so late.”
“Do you like this bakery?”
Gojo watches as you pick and choose which pastries you want to try. The girl behind the counter lifts her gaze to him, eyes widening before averting her gaze to the small box in her hands.
“Haven’t tried it, actually,” Gojo says. He rubs the back of his neck when you turn around. “I, uh, wanted to wait. To try it with you, I mean.”
He sees your mouth morph into a shy smile and he can’t help but return it. Gojo turns and orders a beverage from the cashier, watching as her fingers fumble with the buttons before she relays the bill.
You’re about to pull out your wallet when Gojo reacts quicker than you can comprehend. You watch as he gives his credit card to the cashier without batting an eyelash. He laughs when you huff and grumble about being able to pay for the pastries since he paid for dinner, but he bumps his hips with yours and tells you it‘s on him.
You look so perfect under the awful fluorescent lights in your best dress and hair let down. He’s not used to seeing you like this; so carefree without your worries tucked away in that pretty little head of yours.
Gojo used to think he’d make it through life without relying on anyone and that he couldn’t count on other people for his own source of happiness and companionship. But he can’t deny there’s something about you that tugs at his heart strings a bit too aggressively.
This feeling follows him to the morning prior, when he asked you to accompany him to dinner. Gojo had guessed that you liked him more than you let on but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t feel the same. This new sensation in the pit of his stomach travels with him tonight, especially when he takes a step back to fully absorb the way you look in his jacket. It dwarfs your shorter stature yet Gojo thinks it was made for you to wear.
The girl behind the counter turns around to finish the order, leaving the two of you to your wits for the time being. Gojo senses that this—casual dating or otherwise—isn’t something you do often. He silently thanks Shoko for drilling him about you (likes, dislikes, who you are as a person aside from the so-called friend group you two belong in) because he sees your finger tapping against the side of your leg and decides to make a move.
“I really like spending time with you,” Gojo starts. “I could do this again and again if you let me.”
“Really?” you ask, sounding something akin to disbelief. Your dress follows your movements as you turn around but all Gojo can focus on is the way your cheeks begin to blush. How cute.
He takes a step forward, nodding. “Believe it or not, I really enjoy spending all of my money on cute girls.”
“Is that so?“ you ask with an uptick in your voice. “Wonder if I’m the cutest, then.”
Gojo knows you’re joking by the way you’re smiling at him, but he wants to set the record straight.
“You are,” he says, “because you’re the only one.”
A soft sound distracts the two of you and he looks past your shoulder to see the cashier has set his beverage on the counter. Gojo thanks her and grabs the cup when he notices notices she’s written her phone number on the back of the surface. His stomach drops when he sees your eyes linger on the penmanship.
He panics.
“I must be special.”
Your voice lacks the humor from moments prior, eyes glazing over the written numbers while Gojo pathetically stands like he’s a frozen statue. He doesn’t know why he cares what you think of him nor why he wants to disprove the theory that he can’t settle down because of an innate need to flirt with everything that breathes. He watches you swallow and avert your gaze to the exit sign when he nods furiously.
“Yeah, you are.”
Gojo throws the beverage in the trash can beside him and cups your jaw in both of his hands to pull you into a tender kiss in the middle of a poorly lit bakery with two other patrons. He thinks your lips taste like coconut and sugar, so soft that he could keep his mouth on you forever and never complain.
He must be doing something right because you’re kissing him back.
You pull away first and he laughs at your flustered state, leaning in to press another quick kiss to your lips before you can escape him. He pays no mind to the girl who walks into the back room.
“I’ll spend however long it takes to make you understand that I’m serious about you,” Gojo promises.
“You better send Nanami a thank you card.” You grab the box of pastries. “Taking me here was a good start.”
Yeah, he thinks. She’s the one.
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#45: with or without
I will die with you-
For you-
In place of you-
I reconcile with my mortality
-with your hands around my neck.
My life is within your hands,
Free for you to take, erase.
Trade me for you-
It’s what I ask of you
I had once vowed that I would die for you
And now I will-
But still-
I’m glad it will be in your embrace.
Your fingers tighten,
flexing with intent,
Meaning to choke,
poised to attack.
Or so would be true,
If I couldn’t hear you cry.
If I couldn’t feel your fingers trembling
Tears drip onto my skin,
And I feel them even as my senses are disassembling
The world fades from my grasp-
And my eyes open on a river’s side
Don’t cry,
Instead, please send me off with your smile.
I will die without you-
For you-
If only i were in your place-
I reconcile with your mortality
-with my hands around your neck.
You smile at me, even as your flesh mottles.
I CAN’T lose you.
Don't you know??
WHY DON’T YOU KNOW??
You are all I love, all I have lived for
How can you abandon me, my love?
This is a kind of betrayal too,
To leave me behind
To stain my hands with your blood.
I will die without you, don't you know?
Still, your words urge me on,
You are cruel and yet-
You are my best friend,
You are the only person I have ever loved
No matter what-
It's still your words I trust in
Your familiar pulse flutters under my hands
Bounding,
Pulsing
Flickering
Stopping.
Is this it?
Is this the end?
Is this the conclusion you wanted?
You- dead.
And me- alone once again?
Is this grief? Is this resentment?
My hands fall away- there is no one but me
And for a moment, I think you must hate me
I understand, I hate myself too
A wail, a sob, a gasp, and a heart restarts.
It’s too late.
We have already died.
With bloodstained hands and a tremulous smile
We have already died
Our bodies walk the earth,
But the innocence of our love waits in the afterlife
It’s fitting isnt it?
That in the end-
(the beginning)
It was-
-is still you and I
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Here’s what i think will happen:
-Beomgyu tries to kill the king but yeonjun stops him resulting in Beomgyu dying
-wonyoung send some assasins to kill taehyun and actually succeeded
-oc was blamed for the death of both boys and suffer under critisism for the rest of her life without anyone there for her
(I think all are wrong but i just wanted to share my thoughts :) )
This is so sad ☹️ which means it could be true 😂
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