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by-ego · 6 months

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The Monarchal Summit

So, the summit

Warning for very messy structure, imma try to keep it in a somewhat chronological order, but I’ll most likely mess that up half way through. And I’ll also issue a warning for incorrect english and very bad grammar. And these are MY opinions and observations <3

First off, babe and Milo needs to take Asher shopping. Babe also needs to teach their man how to cook. ALSO Aggro has been mentioned, thank you Erik. Completely unrelated, but fuck Asher is hot. I’m a sucker for guys with messy hair

Where is William!? Why has he left poor Vincent to deal with this on his own. I’m not a Vincent girly, never have been, but I feel very bad for him. At Least Lovely is there for him. And his music choice, immaculate. Chefs kiss. Giving Lovely a crown, and made by the same craftsmen that made his, top notch boyfriend behaviour. “It’s such a privilege that I get to stand at your side” GOD DAMN

Moving on to Sam, he is probably the realest character ever. “When this is all done, we’re getting ice cream” realest shit i’ve ever heard except it’s practically Winter where i’m at and it’s cold af here

And going from one vamp to another, Porter is a menece and I love him sm. Ash is and always will be number one, but Porter is a close second now. But can we talk about the fact that Vincent straight up called Treasure “your human”... like sir, isn’t that a bit weird? Idk, maybe it’s just me. But I do like that Vincent genuinely tries to be civil with Porter, and for the most part he succeeds. So some part of me thinks it’s a little bit mean of Porter to add the extra stress of saying he’ll be bringing an empowered human to the summit, and then pretend Vincent is crazy for doing something about it, (the seating arrangement and such). Then again, the part of me that grew up with 3 brothers, one of them being my twin (love him with all my heart but when you have to share room with a teenage boy for 7 years you grow a tad bit tired of it), thinks Porter is fucking hilarious. Cause he is funny.

Wolfpack, by beloved. One again though, where is William, and why is he leaving Vincent to 1. “Extend his gratitude”, and 2. Do this all on his own. And ofc the Shaw pack is going to be enjoyable to be around, they’re amazing (i¨m very biassed here but still) “Blink twice if you need a way out buddy, we’re pretty good at distractions” I literally love Asher so much, muah.

I’m gonna make a jump here, and go to Alexis and Darlin’. Ew, just ew. She reminds me of one of my uncles ex wifes. She was a nasty person, just really mean. And Alexis gives me the same vibes. Like the whole “when your old” bullshit, just straight up nasty. And love Porter for stepping in, and love Sam for being protective and still so good to Darlin’. They both very much deserve each other.

ONCE AGAIN WHERE IS WILLIAM and why is this random guy bashing him to David. He has a point though, or several points. He does have a tendency to turn a blind eye to questionable things. And we would all like to see Quinn burn

Back to the wolfpack, and my finance Asher. We know you love food puppy, you make that very clear. Also Porter is right, food needs to taste good if it doesn’t serve any other purposes. I love how Asher asks Babes opinion before making a decision. (I could go on and on about them and their dynamic, but that will have to be a separate post) Porter getting right to it with Sweetheart is brave, and it really gets the lore going.

Now, getting into the heavier stuff. I said it before and I’ll say it again. Poor Vincent, and where is William???? Okay… the inversion was planned. That explains a lot, and at the same time makes the whole thing so much more tragic. I remember something either Asher or Milo said about close nit and their propaganda after the inversion “it’s like they had this ready to go” and they did. Because they planned it. Cruel. And that they got funding for it makes it even more disgusting. And I’m also worried for Sweetheart, like what happened to them?? And who killed the king of Bennet? His progeny? For money and power? Or Sweetheart out of self defence? Are they a powerful enough stealth to pull that of? Like what happened there? Erik does love to leave us hanging.

Alright that’s it for now, I might come up with something new later and add that, or write something more detailed.

This ended up a lot more organised that I first thought, small blessings ig

#redacted asmr #redactedasmr #redacted summit #redacted asher #redacted babe #redacted angel #redacted sweetheart #redacted david #redacted milo #redacted darlin #redacted sam #redacted vincent #redacted lovely #redacted lore #redacted porter #redacted wolf pack #redacted vampires

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aftermathplanner · 2 months

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me waiting patiently for streamer to realize that those are in fact, NOT mannequins.

Like oh yeah just a bunch of mannequins popping up out of nowhere what a silly game choice *sparkles*

I wonder when the "silliness" from this remnant they keep mentioning is gonna start happening lol. SIR-

like they even got the little marks on the side you are hitting them with your car please

but in all seriousness the crash test dummies are kind of funny lol. I wonder if as the game progresses the only path forward will point you into some kind of death zone. Some other theories from someone only watching what Sneeg has played through so far.

So we know that Oppy is Dr. Ophelia, the one responsible for all this, but like why are any of them still here? Why haven't we seen them yet? I think that's cause they don't exist in the material plane in the same way, and thus can only reach the player through radio transmissions. Anyway I'm very excited for the rest of this game, the vibes are immaculate, it kinda reminds me of subnautica in some ways. Also, I remember reading a comic a while back with the same premise of like a radioactive exclusion zone that messed with matter and gravity and stuff and made the deer weird. Does anyone know what it's called?

#sneegsnag #livebloggingish?#sneeg streams #pacific drive

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nattikay · 1 year

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Kaltxì!! i'm just here to say how much i adore your art & your content!!! it brings me so much joy to see you draw the sully family, they're just so cute :") especially the newest art of jake, neytiri, neteyam and kiri - it's just so nice to see them happy together like this <33 your ocs are amazing too, btw!

this question is kinda random but i'm still going to ask, do you have any sully family headcanons (or na'vi headcanons in general)? i'm just curious, my brainrot is way too strong i can't stop thinking about them fsjdjdh

have a nice day! :] Eywa ngahu!

Aww, thank you!

Headcanons? hmmm.....I don't think I have many at the moment, but perhaps a few:

A silly one is that Balto is Lo'ak's favorite movie no I do not take constructive criticism. How did he watch the movie, dunno, the kids seem to hang around the scientists often enough, perhaps Norm introduced them to a few cartoons one day idk

The whole family is of course bilingual but stick mostly to Na'vi by default. On that note, none of the Metkayina know any English at all; everything we hear from them is translated from Na'vi for the audience.

I know it's a fairly popular headcanon in the fandom right now that Kiri is autistic; as for me I'm a little on the fence about it. On the one hand I highly doubt that she was intentionally written to be autistic. On the other, though, as an autistic person myself who also grew up as the awkward weird kid (a tearful "why am I different?" to Grace's spirit hit kinda hard)....I can definitely understand where the theory's coming from. I know people who dislike this headcanon say that just because an autistic person relates to a character it doesn't mean that character is autistic, and yes I absolutely agree with that--I relate for many reasons to many characters that I don't view as autistic--but I can see where people are getting those vibes with Kiri and can sympathize with wanting to view her that way. So.....maybe? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Speaking of Kiri, based on what we've seen in the movie and until we get further evidence to contradict it, my theory on her origins is that she has no biological father--she's a genetic clone of Grace's avatar somehow spurred into existence by Eywa. How, exactly, we don't know, but given what we know thus far it seems to be the most likely possibility imo.

...on that note, though, can we please stop calling her "space Jesus"? I get why people draw the comparison, apparent immaculate conception and divine abilities and whatnot, but unless her purpose on Pandora is secretly somehow to sacrifice her life to atone for the Na'vi's sins (which I very much doubt is the case), the connection doesn't quite work, and feels a tad disrespectful. ^^;

Lastly, I don't think Jake became a "military dad" until after the RDA returned. I hesitate to even call this one a "headcanon" so much as simple analysis given what we saw in the opening montage, where he is shown to be very warm and playful with his kids. The military side only emerged out of necessity when suddenly the family was at very real risk of one wrong move getting them killed in the reignited war. (also there's nothing wrong with Neteyam and Lo'ak calling him "sir". Like, if Jake was strictly enforcing that they only ever call him "sir" at all times then yeah I would agree, that's kinda cold and harsh, but he doesn't, they call him "Dad" most of the time; an occasional respectful "sir" when they are in trouble is nowhere near the big issue some of y'all are treating it as).

#awow spoilers #(somewhat)

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pumpkin-bread · 1 year

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SIR YOUR VIBE

IT’S IMMACULATE

#he is complete #I'm lov him #fr #flight rising #fr coatl

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zeldaelmo · 1 year

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The Pen Pal Plan, chapter 3

"Good evening, Sir." She stretched her hand out to her suitor, their sophisticated exchange of letters and the airy vibe he was giving off making her feel she should start a bit more formal. He took her hand, but his handshake was like squeezing a dead fish. Urgh.

"Your Highness. I'm delighted to finally make your acquaintance in person. What a wonderful proposal to meet at the newest attraction of the winter festival. I'm truly delighted to see such a marvel like the carousel with my own eyes and with such pleasant company nonetheless."

Zelda relaxed and rearranged her hood. Normal, cultivated conversation, she could do that. Not another weirdo.

"Just look at the finery of the work, Your Highness! The horses must be carved from one piece of wood, I can't discover a single seam anywhere. And the colors! Truly a marvel."

Zelda followed him towards the carousel, leaning closer to inspect everything. He was right, it was an impressive piece of work.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself in front of such majestic machinery." The man laughed and pushed his glasses up again. "Duke Titalo of Akkala. And you're Princess Zelda, of course, everyone knows that but it's still worthy of mentioning." He laughed again, his glasses sliding back to their former place. Oh, Goddess, she would never stop calling him professor… Thank you, Mama…

Speaking of – he kept talking about the mechanism which made the horses of the carousel go up and down on metallic poles but Zelda sneaked glances at his face. His lips seemed plush, for a man at least, was that good? Could she imagine kissing him? She… wasn't sure. Maybe that came with time, with falling in love?

"Your Highness?" Startled, she swirled around. The guard who guided her here. Wow, he did have striking blue eyes, why hadn't she noticed before? "The carousel will halt soon and then you can try it out, as it was your wish."

"Thank you!" She smiled, her gaze lingering, but the guard nodded and she pulled herself together.

With rattling noises, the merry-go-round came to a halt. The prof– duke helped her onto the platform and she stroked her hand over the wooden horses. It was indeed immaculate craftwork. Never had she seen such clean carvings and, oh, the colors! Everything was painted with great care; it must have taken months to accomplish such a miracle.

An outstretched, gloved hand awaited her once more, and thankful for the assistance, Zelda took it and mounted the wooden horse. At least the duke’s manners were excellent, that was a start, right?

With a jerk, the carousel started to turn again, and Zelda yelped, hand flying to her mouth immediately.

The horses rose and sank and the platform slowly rotated with Zelda clutching the leathery reins firmer as soon as they went up again. She would feel much better with some kind of security belt!

After the first round, she slowly began to trust the construction and glanced around. Did the people notice who exactly had embarrassed herself here? Her gaze caught at the amused face of the guard. Wait, why wasn't he on the carousel? The other two had their own horses, one sat next to the professor, and the other next to her. Maybe he needed to keep an eye on their surroundings. He caught her staring, followed her half of the round with his eyes, and when she passed him, he mouthed, "Have fun!"

Oh, well, that was why she was here, right? Finally, she turned her attention back to her suitor. Wait, had he kept talking with her this whole time? Oh, great Goddess Hylia, she was the worst conversation partner in the whole of Hyrule.

"I assume the inner mechanics work with gears," he explained, leaning dangerously toward the middle of the construction. "Wooden, maybe. But the more I think about it, metallic is more likely. I imagine the weight of this construction is quite heavy!"

"Uhm, yes, I agree. I, uh, wonder how it moves. I don't see donkeys pulling it like it's common for the smaller ones."

He looked at her as if she had said the moon was going to fall to the earth. Oh… He probably had talked about that during the last ten minutes… it was the most pressing question regarding this miracle of engineering, after all. "Sorry," she squealed. "I just can't believe the solution is so simple!"

He smiled, softly and arrogantly, and, oh Goddess, she was about to be lectured.

Alright, this was not going to work out. He was sophisticated enough and his manners were good, but she couldn't see herself spending her life at his side. At all.

Where was the guard? She needed to signal him that the merry-go-round stopped so that she could dismount.

Up and down she went, but she couldn't spot him. Had there been another issue? Maybe the weirdo had found them? She was on full display here, in the spotlight of the biggest attraction of the festival…

Oh, good, there he was. Now to get his attention. And what in Farore's name was the professor doing? He had a spyglass and leaned forward to get a better view of the mechanic in the middle!

"Sir!" Zelda yelled, waving her arms. "You'll fall!"

"Pardon?" He turned, the long glass slipping from his grip, tumbling down and rolling, rolling, rolling, right into the mechanism in the middle.

A violent, metallic scream erupted from under the platform and the whole carousel jerked to a halt.

"Oh," was all that came out of her mouth.

The guards on their wooden horses grabbed daggers they had attached to their hips, but it was pointless. The enemy, if it could be called that, came from within the carousel mechanism.

The professor's face was colorless, white, even. "That's a family heirloom. I can't – the worth is invaluable. Oh, Goddess."

"My Lord, please!" Zelda called, reaching for his arm without success, gaze dropping down to the faraway platform. "Please stay on your mount, you'll get hurt if you fall!"

He nodded jerkily, leaning down again. Zelda wasn't sure if he had registered her words at all. The staff of the carousel scurried all over the platform, two of them disappearing into the gap. Onlookers shouted, perhaps in confusion, and worry for the safety of the people high on the horses.

Zelda waved at them, with her brightest smile plastered on her face. Mass panic was the last thing they needed. As long as everyone stayed where they were, nothing would befall them. The staff would retrieve the glass soon, she was sure of it.

The only problem was… they didn't. She couldn't figure out if they couldn't see it or if it was out of reach, but nothing happened. They were in the gap with four people now, but the carousel didn't move an inch. The professor brooded next to her, his former talkativeness lost. Well, she didn't mind that too much, she was looking forward to finally meeting with— oh no! She would miss her last date! The only one she actually cared about… Okay. It was no use. She needed to get down from here and fast.

She peeked down, eyes flying up again immediately. No. Impossible! The distance must be one and a half of her height; she would at least twist her ankle if she jumped. And with a twisted ankle or worse, she wouldn't make it to the tavern.

Helplessly, she looked at the guards stuck with her at dizzying heights. One clutched the neck of the wooden horse, his eyes pressed shut, and the other shrugged. "Guess we have to wait it out."

Zelda took a shaky breath. She didn't have time to wait, she would miss the date, and then he would be disappointed, rightfully so, and would never write to her again. She didn't have a real name, nothing. The postman, always one to make his life easier, had installed mailboxes for the last five, so if he decided to cut strings and never show up again… no. She needed to get down from this cursed horse!

"Your Highness?" Zelda turned around, looking from one guard to the other. None of them had spoken.

"Down here," the voice said, chuckling. Oh, the blue-eyed guard! He was calm, an easy smile on his lips. "Do you have the heart to jump if I'll catch you?" He raised his arms, reducing the distance between them.

"I–oh, Goddess, are you serious? What if I jump and bury you under me?"

"Well…" He laughed. "Then I'll cushion your fall and have a story to tell for the barracks."

"You're awfully relaxed about this," Zelda shouted down.

"It's just an offer. I'll accompany you to the tavern if you still want to go."

Zelda fingered for the paper flower in her hood. "I do!"

"On three. One! Two!"

Zelda held her breath and closed her eyes. No, wait, that was stupid, so she opened them again.

"Three!"

A shriek fell from her lips and she jumped down. Strong arms caught her, but the impact of her fall let them stumble backward, right against the next pole.

"Oof," he gasped, clutching her to him. She didn't let go immediately, her knees too wobbly.

"You okay?" Reluctantly, he let go of her, stroking his palms over her arms. He was so kind, how had she never noticed him before on duty? The stupid helmets they all wore must be at fault. They all looked the same.

"I'm good, thank you. Your help is much appreciated." She smiled at him and they stood together a moment longer until she remembered why she wanted to go down from the carousel in the first place. "If it's not too much commotion, I would like to take you up on the offer to take me to the tavern." Sheepishly, she rubbed the tip of her boot over the other. "It's a bit mean to say this, but I only really cared for the last candidate. I would be quite upset if I missed this appointment out of all of them."

A strange emotion ghosted over his face but it was gone too fast for her to decipher it. He scrutinized her, lingering. "Is that so? Well, then it is not only my duty but my pleasure as well to help you out."

"Oh, thank you!" Problem solved! Before either of them could blink, she had pulled him into a tight hug.

"Uhm, Your Highness?"

"Right!" She shrieked again. "We need to hurry!''

He nodded and helped her from the platform. Hand in hand, they squeezed themselves through the onlookers. "Your hood," he hissed through the corner of his mouth when the people kept staring. Oh, of course. She pulled it into her face again, passing the ticket booth of the carousel with hurried steps. "I didn't even say goodbye to the prof– Lord Titalo!"

"You can still write to him again. He seemed to care about his heirloom more than about you anyway," he shouted over the hats and hoods of the festival goers and walked her through a gap between the booths. It was less crowded here, but now they had to watch out where they stepped. Everything was cluttered with rubbish and buckets from the stalls.

The guard looked back at her, letting go of her hand. "Or did he ask how you are once?"

She shook her head. "No. But you did. Thank you again for your help."

He cracked a grin and ushered her to walk on. Over his shoulder, he called, "Just hoping for a promotion!"

Zelda laughed, leaping over a puddle of a color she better not think too long about.

She gave the guard a second glance. They had all opted for simple Hylian tunics, trousers, and hoods today instead of the armor they wore in the castle, the obligatory chainmail probably hidden underneath. Maybe it was the uncommon outfit that made him stand out, but she couldn't help but find his company refreshing; his politeness and respect were deeply rooted, but he still treated her like a human, even joking with her. And she still didn't know his name!

"Say, I never asked and I apologize for that, but what's—"

The ringing of the church bells interrupted her. Five, six, seven. "Spirits! Are we an hour late already? That can't be true." The blood drained from Zelda's face, fatigue and cold seeping into her bones. Oh no. An hour was an awfully long time to wait for someone, princess or not.

"Hey." A gentle hand tugged her sleeve. "Let's keep moving. We are nearly there."

"But we're an hour late. What if he has already left? I don't have a name, nothing! I'll never be able to find him and explain everything. Oh, this whole plan was stupid!"

He waited until they had crossed the short distance to the tavern to answer. His hand lingered on the metallic door knob and only when she passed him, he whispered, "If he lets a gorgeous woman like you go, he's an idiot."

The compliment set her cheeks aflame and she slipped into the muggy air of the tavern, thankful for the dim light. She didn't dare to take her hood off immediately, preferred to let her gaze travel over the big room first. Taverns, even in this part of Castle Town, attracted all kinds of shady people.

"My mother pulled some strings, she has been here a few times," she said, directed at the guard behind her. "There must be some kind of alcove that she reserved."

She couldn't spot anything of the sort – oh, Goddess, what if her mother wanted to tease her and reserved a back room! Her jokes had certainly implied this possibility!

"Over there," the guard mumbled and pointed at a space near the back wall. He was right. There was a set of small alcoves built into the wall and the table in front of one was set with wine glasses and candles that had already burned half-down. It looked nice and cozy and perfect for talking the night away.

The only problem was, it was… empty.

Her feet had carried her over to the alcove and she pulled the Silent Princess from her hood, blinking against the tears stinging in her eyes.

He wasn't here.

In a last, desperate attempt, she scrutinized the other guests of the tavern; maybe he waited at the bar, feeling silly to sit alone in a spot clearly meant for two. Nothing. Nobody searched her gaze, nobody even looked remotely her age so that she could maintain a little hope.

No.

She had messed this up. How likely was it that he hadn't shown up after his kind words? I very much look forward to talking to you. No. He had been here and now he had left in the firm belief she had stood him up.

She dropped onto the cushioned bench, her misery silencing her for a moment. The loud voices of the tavern crashed over her head and she stared at the barman drawing beer pint after beer pint.

The guard sat down next to her, but she didn't mind. He had a chaotic day as well and his calming presence made her feel a smidge less stupid than sitting alone.

She dropped the back of her head against the wall, closing her eyes. A year’s worth of work and nothing to show for it. And that wasn't even the worst – the man she had wanted to meet here had not only been a potential suitor, but he had become a confidant for her, maybe even a friend. She would lose that as well.

"Uhm, Your Highness? Allow me to fetch you a drink, please. I think you could use something to lift your spirits and warm you up again."

Zelda shuddered; Now that he said it, she was quite chilled through. "That would be kind, thank you."

His boots clunked over the planks of the tavern and Zelda sighed. Maybe he was right and they should make the best of the evening together, everything else couldn't be fixed right now anyway.

She opened her eyes again and shrugged out of her hood. It was a shame, really. The table was so charmingly decorated with a bunch of lilies and the candles illuminated the booth just so that the skin glowed. There were even– Wait. Wait, wait, wait. Where did the second folded Silent Princess come from? Zelda picked the craft work up. No doubt. It was folded with the same care as hers, the papers matching each other.

Frantically, she looked around. Was he here? It must be. But where? The dance floor was crowded with dancers and every other table was occupied by larger groups or couples.

The only other person alone and around her age was her guard who just received two glasses of wine from the bar. He smiled at her and although his face was a bit too smooth to be called handsome, Zelda's cheeks reddened once more. Cute was the better word for him, maybe.

He came over to her, balancing two glasses and a small bowl with bread in his hands, gazing at her through his lashes. Then, his eyes dropped to the two Silent Princesses, came up to her again, and instead of looking confused or surprised, he smiled even broader and winked.

Her thoughts came to a screeching halt, just like that cursed carousel.

What…?!?

#zelink #legend of zelda #advent calendar #Day 18 #zeldaelmo writes

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peonac · 8 months

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I’m so glad to have a friend who enjoys One Piece! How did you get into it? Do you have a favourite character? One you can’t stand? A favourite arc? Any fic recs?

I WAS FUCKING WAITING MY WHOLE LIFE FOR THIS ASK. NOT EVERYONE KNOWS IT BUT ONE PIECE IS THE SERIES OF MY LIFE. I CAN'T IMAGINE AN EXISTENCE WITHOUT IT!

probably the longest post I have ever made incoming:

I got into it in April 2003 (I was 11 at that time). Watching anime on TV was the only way for me and my brothers, there was no computer and internet around. We were hooked since episode 1 and never missed an episode, we would watch all the re-runs and be hyped about every epic moment and cry our eyes out at every tragedy or happy moment. Laughing our asses off at the jokes (Skypiea and Thriller Bark are imo the funniest!) And since then I'm a huge fan, though there were several years I lost touch. I picked up the series again a few months ago and stopped at the beginning of the Wano arc (due to low energy, yk how it is with taking care of the family etc).

And OMG I have so many faves!!! Nami!!! Her arc inspired me so much I took her name as my nickname. For a lot of rl friends, I'm just Nami, sometimes my teachers were confused and asked me if it's my middle name fklsdhfsjdůlkasd!!! She is so caring! Big sis vibes!

Zoro! He is so cool! Do I need to explain this? (also I find his relationship with women really interesting, the guy is so traumatized! And also he would literally die for you!) Devil Child Nico Robin. She is smart, powerful as hell and MORBID and her sense for cute things is just immaculate. The episode when she got to be part of the Strawhats is still one of my favorites. Maybe I'm mistaken but she is the only one that invited herself and not because Luffy told her so. I... okay, I will stop because otherwise, I will write a whole ass essay about her and why she is THE QUEEN of all queens!

The future king of the pirates Monkey D. Luffy! Period.

Trafalgar [redacted] Law.

*GRABS YOUR CHEEKS*

*PULLS YOU VERY CLOSE, OUR NOSES TOUCH*

You will understand once you watch more.

PERONA. I don't know why but I fell in love with her so hard I want for her to be real so I can propose to her! (but I also ship her with Zoro)

And here is a list of others I like: the whole strawhat crew (Jimbei ofc included), Sir Crocodile, Bartolomeo the Cannibal (I couldn't get enough of him, he is so silly), Donquixote Rosinante, Smoker, Tashigi (I ship her with Zoro too, wtf is with me to ship Zoro with so many characters!), Bon (Mr. 2), Boa Hancock, Bepo. I'm sure there are more, but I will stop here haha. I hate Donquixote Doflamingo, the Cipher Pol agents, Big Mom (she...I... she is a monster, like...wow), Buggy the Clown (imo the most pathetic anime guy in history, but the comedy around him is good), most of the Marines (what a bunch of assholes, really, it's a mirror to our world) and ugh, I'm sure there are more, but I can't remember XD! Fave arcs: Arlong Park, Loguetown, Alabasta Saga, Sky Island Saga, Enies Lobby, Thriller Bark, Summit War Saga And here begins the controversy, ofc I'm not including the Wano arc because I haven't seen it whole yet...But I'm not able to enjoy the after-time-skip arcs. Great animation moments, the story is amazing too, but the pacing is just so bad. So many fillers within the episodes too, Dressrosa was a torture to watch. So if I just judge it by story everything is great! Maybe reading the manga would be the better choice. But I didn't want to miss the great animation.

I haven't read any fics yet but I have a few in my marked for later list:

What I enjoy the most are artists that create nice little stories and AUs! I'm going to make a separate post and tag you, the list is too long!

#one piece my beloved #one piece is something one needs to experience it can't be described shortly why it's so f good #it has also the best female cast in whole shonen imo #also Oda said TRANS LIFES MATTER #I can recall only OP and MHA with trans representation and the good thing is it doesn't serve to a general imaginary #favourite #ask

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septic-dr-schneep · 1 year

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Sir, have I ever mentioned that your vibes are immaculate?

#matthias #overkill #prettyyy #what an aesthetic

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specialgrades · 4 months

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Sir how does it feel to have supreme taste in men? It only took 5 minutes worth of going through your blog to see that we have the exact same taste in men. Itto, Wrio, Neuvi, Nanamin, Leon? Brother the vibe is immaculate 💪💫

eheheh TY !! immaculate taste in men havers UNITE! 'n i'm glad ya like my stuff :D

#💌 ; asks.#i like 'em a little silly (there's something psychologically wrong with them) and itto's there too. silly in another font

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obsidiancreates · 1 year

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Dream Beavers Thoughts/Reactions

My poor boy Donnie, he doesn't even get to start the episode awake. Instantly we're in his nightmare as he flees for his life in a panic. Love the angst of it but my poor boy

Dude this nightmare of Donnie's is so fucking relatable , I have Being Chased And Can't Escape nightmares at least once a week.

Couldn't wake Donnie up and even dirty underwear didn't wake him... yeah, no cause for concern, I'm sure

OH GOD HIS LEG FUCKING BROKE AGAIN

Sleeping may not help, but you know what else won't? Walking on it after it popped out of place again

Oh when did I start watching Monsters vs Aliens lol

I like the hint that Leo's dreaming now too by having his dream take place at night, then cutting to Casey and April just pulling up to the store during the day.

Pffff "On purpose?"

Brown but it used to be yella candy... ew

He's got the fucking Necronomicon in his fucking store, just put the book in the back room if you don't want anyone touching it, dude.

Amount of stuff must be for 5 or 6 people? It's one box. Maybe they just like variety.

Leo YOU WERE ALREADY A SUPERHERO YOU IDIOT

Awww Raph and Mikey prank times, love when they get along- oh, and Mikey almost ruined it

Casey, hon? Sometimes people just nap.

AWWWWWWWWW DONNIE SNORES AND WHISTLES THROUGH THE TOOTH GAP IT'S SO CUTE

OH HIS NIGHTMARE IS NOT CUTE but the May I Eat You? You Look Salty! is very funny.

He's never even been to school and has nightmares about it anyway, that's how you know Donnie is truly a teenager.

MY BOY FIGURED IT OUT BUT STUPID BEAVER MAKES HIM THINK HE DIDN'T HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TO HIS CONFIDENCE

Casey- where did you just kick him?!?!?!?!?!

Donnie is having the worst time I think, but Raph's got prize for second worst nightmare, this shit is fucked. He's trapped in an endless metal music video

Meanwhile Mikey is just in Mabel Land from Gravity Falls...

Draining the life out of them... that's just what nightmares do even without the Beavers

GO FUCK THAT BASTARD UP CASEYYYYYYYYYY I SUPPORT YOU EVERY SINGLE TIME YOU COMMIT VIOLENCE

Yesssssssss love the transition into Donnie's dream again, love his scared expression as he runs through the twisting sewer, love how desperate he is! Good shit!

Don't like Big Boob Coffee Can April though.

Man, Leo can't even avoid having his ass beat in a dream

YESSSSSSS THE WAY IT ALL STOPS AND THE BEAVER SAYS "AREN'T YOU GOING TO ANSWER" THE VIBES ARE IMMACULATE ON THAT

Raph's is just like, someone on the crew wants to direct a metal video and hasn't had the chance yet.

Hi, Mickey Mouse Lolipop, why did you break the mold of it being April's voice and none of the other ones did?

So this bitch thinks the Dream Beavers have heralds and minions in the waking world now?

Yeah Casey. Dream Beavers. And shockingly? One of the less goofy villains in this show.

BEATNIK?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

OH DONNIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE MY BOYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

He figured it out a second time! But he still can't win! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

GOD I LOVE THAT SLICING EFFECT AND HOW IT BRINGS ALL 4 INTO THE SAME DREAMSPACE GODDDDDDDDDD THIS EPISODE IS SO FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Dude, Big Brain Raph figured it out! He got to shine! Whoo!

Pffff what was that giggle Donnie?

So Dave is the third Gidorah head of the Dream Beavers

Casey is just playing Resident Evil 7 now. Motherfucker's sawing through walls and shit...

THAT IS A QUALITY BAT JEEPERS WHY IS IT SO TOUGH

40 years, sir? You shouldn't be able to talk.

This guy is just. Ford. This is Grunkle Ford's backstory.

CASEYYYYYY I LOVE YOU MY LOYAL CARING DEPENDABLE BOYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY YES SAVE YOUR FRIENDS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

YESSSSSSS THIS COMIC THING I LOVE ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT I LOVE THIS EPISODE SO MUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THEY'RE RIPPING THROUGH THE COMIC BITS AND NOW THEY'RE UPSIDE DOWN YES MAKE IT TRIPPY MAKE IS STRANGE MAKE IT DREAMLIKE YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS THIS EPISODE IS INCREDIBLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Oh Dave is a Minecraft Slime, or Ratchet & Clank Zyphoid.

Hehehehehe them with only their heads and shells look funny

Oh this is supremely fucked up, but like, in a way that's more fun than horrifying and gross like the Mom Thing was

I like that he immedietely assumes the turtles were sleep deprivation hallucinations

DONNIE'S NOT BREATHING NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LEAVE MY BOY ALONEEEEEEEEE

YES CASEY YES RISK THE WHOLE WORLD FOR YOUR FRIENDS/FOUND FAMILY I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU SO MUCH CASEY YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

HA bitches are the size of real beavers. I like that Mikey and Dave still wanna be friends.

Pfffff "April. Casey. Giant talking turtles." And then WHAM HITS THE FLOOR WITH THE FORCE OF A THOUSAND TONS OF STEEL

Hey Donnie? Yeah, you died. Like you stopped breathing and your pulse stopped like, two seconds ago. Maybe let, anyone else, help Casey carry the sleeping man away

Awwwwwww Leo and Raph friend moment!

Casey, a little soon for the "Dream on" comment, sweetie. They. Donnie just died. Everyone else, almost died. Maybe not the time for thematic puns.

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