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Rob Lucci John wick poster homage ver.
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He’s grown now, but she can glimpse the boy from years ago in his grin and the way he still slingshots himself about with his powers. That makes her happy to see; to know that nothing could ever take away Luffy’s appreciation of life -- as if the very notion beat inside him like a heartbeat.
She’s kept up with his story over the years, sending clippings to Makino and talking about him with Shanks during run ins with the Red Hair Pirates. She's kept his wanted poster in her meager stack of books and art supplies, now that her crew is no longer, as a reminder of both happier times and a promise, that the world is not entirely cruel, not if kids like him exist.
She plants her feet as the collision threatens to send her back, laughing and throwing her arms around him in return, as much as she can get them past rubber limbs. “You’re getting yourself into a lot of trouble these days, aren’t you?”
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he’s running at full speed, as fast as his legs can possibly carry him. even when they’re in his sight, he shows no signs of slowing down. in fact, he speeds up, practically barreling forward. rubbery arms shoot forward, long enough to grab onto their shoulders. he only stops, so he can step backwards, launching forward at a very high speed, until their bodies collide.
and when he’s close enough, he pulls them into a real hug. his definition of a real hug, anyways. arms wrapping around not once, not twice, but three times. he says nothing, but from the look on his face, hes ecstatic to see them again.
self indulgent open / monkey d. luffy edition
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weatherwltch · 3 hours
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Drucilla likes to rib Shanks about needing compensation for babysitting -- really, she likes to rib Shanks about a lot of things, especially if it doubles in teasing Makino. But she genuinely likes Luffy. He's a boy that will someday, if bullheadedly, take the world by storm, and she can't wait to watch.
Whereas Druclla was a kid spurning god and everything else, too eager to grow out of half-shed skin, Luffy is a kid still despite his grandiose dreams, playing silly games and clamoring for tasty meals. For all that she and Shanks butt heads, she's eternally grateful to him for protecting Luffy's peace.
While the Siren Pirates won't be stationed in Foosha for much longer, they're making the most of their time while it lasts. Drucilla offered to take Luffy out on another run in her lion form. It's what she prefers it for: the simplicity of being an animal, over its primalness. She lets him wander off, knowing she'll be able to hear and smell him with her heightened senses.
Drucilla makes an attempt to school her features when he returns. She wonders how long she has to deflect before Luffy goes on ahead anyway. "You know, how about we go for a walk and I find us something better to eat? Did I ever tell you I had to live in the forest for awhile?"
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“ drucilla, look what i have! ” he'd been spending time in the forest, not in search of anything specific, he just wanted to see what was beyond the village. not even a mile into the forest, he came upon something interesting, a field of mushrooms. it was hard to choose which one he wanted to pick, but by the time he runs back to drucilla, he's holding up a smiling mushroom. “ there was a whole field of 'em, but this one looked funny. i wonder if it's tasty, can i try it? pleaseeeeeeee? ”
@weatherwltch ♡'d for a childhood au starter.
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MAX MAYFIELD in STRANGER THINGS 4.01 | Chapter One: The Hellfire Club
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girls against god // florence + the machine
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I love you “unlikeable” female characters I love you rude girls I love you mean women I love you girl interpretations of the “Asshole with a Heart of Gold” trope I love you women who get labeled Cold and Unfeeling I love you girls who lash out I love you women who lie I love you female characters who make people mad just by existing
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sb: mentions shipping
me, a mutual who has never interacted: 
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weatherwltch · 3 days
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POSSIBLE THREAD IDEAS FOR WRITING WITH DRUCILLA
UNDERCOVER IN THE MARINES
Is your muse a Marine? A Warlord? A pirate that's been taken into custody? Drucilla goes undercover for months as a lieutenant, through some skillfully forged papers, in order to break her captain out of Impel Down for stealing a book on the Poneglyphs.
IMPEL DOWN/DURING MARINEFORD
Having written my Shanks into her backstory as a distant friend (though this can be changed should others Shanks writers have interest), she knows why Luffy is setting out to do what he does and stays at Marineford to aid the fight, even if it’s smarter to go, and he doesn’t know her at all, because she recognizes a sibling’s love. She was on a pirate crew for ten years, so it wouldn’t be all that far-fetched to say she’s crossed paths with factions of, say, the Whitebeard Pirates. Or it could be a means of betrayal between her and a Marine she might’ve gotten close to, now that her identity is out in the open.
REGARDING MISCELLANEOUS PIRATE THINGS
Prior to Marineford, she's a member of the Siren Pirates, serving as their first mate and merchant for ten years. Any number of shenanigans can arise on the sea or while stationed for a time. Drucilla is a loyal and true friend if she doesn’t feel it’s necessary to cut ties in order to put herself first.
POST-TIMESKIP
As her parents were part of the first wave of the Revolutionary Army, she gets in contact with them through her connections with the Cross Guild and her friendship with Mihawk (using my own Mihawk, but that, again, can be changed out for something else.) I haven’t fully fleshed out this verse yet, but she wants to do something greater that isn’t just looking out for herself.
THE PRE-PIRACY YEARS
From the ages of 10-13, she’s a feral orphan learning and doing whatever she can to survive. At 13, she eats her Devil Fruit, before being found by her adoptive mom. Maybe they were friends at this time, or during the more stable ages of 13-18.
MISCELLANEOUS
Need a document or piece of art (her favorite) or something else forged? Drucilla is your woman, for the right compensation.
Need a drinking buddy who’ll talk you down from your dumb ideas, until her own dumb ideas arise? Drucilla is your woman.
Would love a verse where she completely lets go of any warmth and hope she holds on to, and sides with any of the villains in the series.
-- MORE TO BE ADDED.
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💌 - for a love letter . + 📃 - for a letter written but never sent - druhawk >:))
letters. / @a11sunday
Cilla,
You returned to me. It's a fact I have to repeat to myself somedays, as I fear that I am still not used to seeing you back home. My heart did not take well to your absence. Perhaps I should have left you to your wishes, but I could not. Only an idiot lets a miracle slip through his fingers, especially when granted one when he never claimed to believe in them in the first place.
As I write this now, you're asleep in our bed. I want to take you in my arms whenever I can. Kiss you whenever I may. If it were up to me, I would keep you in this bed for the rest of our lives, naked and wanting. But I know you would hate me for it, and so would Zoro and Perona. You'll forgive a man for dreaming.
When you came into my life, I could not fathom what you would come to mean to me. I have always been a man to do what I want, but never with such abandon. Yet I had to know more of you, to unravel the mystery when mundanity had become my life as a Warlord. I wanted your devotion for myself.
You bring light into my life, when I was content to live in darkness -- continue to push me, a man stuck in his ways, infuriatingly so at times. The pleasure of your company pulls out parts of myself I was keen to never seen again. I should not care to be laughed at, but if it's yours... I don't mind. It means I am seen.
I love you.
Yours forever,
Mihawk
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Mihawk,
Do you know how much I had to pay a passenger ship to even CONSIDER coming near Kuraigana because the mere thought of you is so terrifying? I laughed at the poor captain's image of you, after getting to know the famed Hawk Eyes all this time. If only they'd seen the smiles I've glimpsed... heard the laughs we've shared... but I'm glad those were just for me.
Even still, as I watch the waves carry me away from the most stable home I've had in years, I long for your company. I miss the warmth of your arms, and the taste of your wines, and the way the deadliest fingers in the world would tangle in my hair just to slyly stick a flower in there. You linger, painfully.
I love you. I've loved you for a long time. Not many men would willingly commit a crime for a pirate and threaten their standing with the World Government, but you have never been just any man. I knew that from the start, before we shared any word. I had my mission then, but I wanted to know you too, if only to find out why a man of your power would even bother with something he looks so miserable doing.
I didn't expect to be gifted some of the greatest gifts imaginable, time after time. I didn't expect to find such commonality with you either: two orphans used to prioritizing themselves (and here I am, doing that again.) I did tell you I had to leave. Every day spent together made it harder to go. But all of that... it changes nothing about the time we shared, even though she's waiting for me. I have a duty to her above everyone else. Please... understand.
I'm sorry.
Cilla
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But for the FIRST time in this whole DAMN life that's been THROWN at me... I think I might actually be HAPPY.
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Robin copying Law 🤭
Reference from Chapter 996
Haven’t post it here, so I’ll archive my lawbin art here too ><
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Sleepless night(mare)s from North Blue
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"I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT YOU" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for potentially romantic thoughts, adjust as necessary
you've been on my mind for quite some time.
do you think about me that way?
i was just thinking about you, and here you are!
i've been meaning to tell you how often you've been on my mind.
from the moment we met, i haven't been able to stop thinking about you.
you've consumed my thoughts.
i'm not actually supposed to think about you.
i can't get you out of my head.
you've been in my dreams lately.
speak of the devil! i was just thinking about you!
everywhere i go, everything i do... it always reminds me of you.
i don't know how to stop thinking about you.
do you ever think about that moment we shared?
have you ever thought about me like that?
i think about you a lot, actually. more than i'd like to admit.
i've thought long and hard about what i'd say to you once i saw you again.
yes, i've had dreams about you. so what?
you make it very hard to think about anything else.
when i look at you, my mind goes blank.
i tend to dwell on the softer moments we had back then.
those were good times we shared. i think about them a lot.
think about the last time we crossed paths.
you've constantly been on my mind.
i saw you in my dreams last night.
i would hope you'd think of me the same way i think of you.
nothing could have prepared me for how often i think of you.
this is just a childish infatuation, nothing more. i have to stop thinking about it.
i haven't stopped thinking about the last thing you said to me.
i can't focus around you.
maybe i should be focusing my efforts elsewhere, but i can't. not with you around.
you've taken over every thought in my mind.
maybe they're thinking about you, too.
no matter how hard i try, i can't seem to stop thinking about you.
surely you don't think of me the same way.
what you said to me... it's mattered more to me than you know.
day and night, i'm constantly thinking about you.
your smile is glued to my mind. i can't stop thinking about it.
i replay the day we met in my head all the time.
you're irritatingly easy to dream about.
i just keep hearing your words repeating in my head all day.
so i've been thinking about what you said.
a little bird told me you've been dreaming about me.
does anyone else know you've been thinking about me?
i can't tell if this is obsession or love that i'm feeling.
from the moment you looked at me, i've been consumed.
when was the last time someone took over your thoughts to this level?
just the person i wanted to see! i've been thinking about you!
it's actually quite annoying how often i think about you.
you make it very hard to focus on what i'm supposed to be doing.
you're distracting me. please leave.
have you thought about me at all?
have you considered what i said the last time we spoke?
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weatherwltch · 3 days
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nothing turns me on more than knowing how much im turning you on
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love the "oh. oh." moment in fics as much as the next person but can i also advocate for "stay?" reaching out to grasp for their wrist. the surprise, the anticipation, the acceptance... a confession disguised as a request.
so fucking good
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doflamingo. / @mingos
A shadow appears outside the prison cell, growing upward from the floor, higher and higher, and seemingly curling through the bars to stand before Doflamingo. Beneath the jagged, furry outline of it lays pink fabric, dotted in hearts. A lone, long-fingered hand reaches out, as if to grab him, but instead reaches into a pants pocket for a cigarette and a lighter.
The lighter's flame illuminates Rosinante's face, donning the familiar makeup of years past. Blond fringe still hangs over his eyes, pressed beneath the fabric of his heart-tipped cap. He's like a ghost, or perhaps a figure plucked from a portrait from ten years past, no time seemingly having passed at all.
Rosinante takes a drag and exhales before letting his voice fill the room, "Hello, brother." The warmth of his baritone holds a whisper of mirth, like the thinly-stretched familial tie between them. "This is a good look for you."
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