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Excuse me?” The voice was sweet, but the tone was annoyed enough that it was clear the person had asked their question several times.

Usopp jumped, flailed, and nearly dropped his DS to the laundromat’s tiled floor. When he was recovered – mostly – he looked up to find that the speaker was a cute girl about his age, with blond hair and wide eyes.

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will-of-his-own:

So I was thinking about Ace and I accidentally metaed until I made myself sad. 

So I very much headcanon Ace as having some fairly severe depression problems (I mean, I don’t think you can even argue about that) but for purposes of writing fanfiction I was digging more into that and how it manifests and I was thinking that I, personally, interpret him as having a lot of disassociation problems when having a depressive episode. 

I remember during my first watch I was really confused by the fact that Ace hated his father but was also following in his footsteps. I’ve thought about that a lot since, and it’s led me to a couple of things. 

First, literally all Ace wants, his whole life, is a sense of family and a sense of belonging. When he’s a kid, he hates Roger – but he’ll also beat the shit out of anyone who insults Roger. Because Roger is the closest thing to a familial connection Ace has. There’s Garp, but Garp is almost never around, and when he is around, he spends half his visit trying to get Ace to join the Marines (and Ace’s reasons for not wanting to do that are a whole other can of worms). Dadan and the rest of the mountain bandits are all he has, and they are not family. Ace wants Roger, because he wants a dad. But he also hates Roger, because Roger is the reason he doesn’t have that sense of family. It’s Roger’s fault he has to live with mountain bandits in the woods with no friends his own age and people who don’t really want to be taking care of him. 

In a similar vein, this is also why Ace chooses to go by the last name Portgas, rather than adopting Garp’s last name or reclaiming Roger’s. His mother loved, if not him – since she never got a chance to meet him – at least the idea of him, so much so that she was willing to die for him. Ace feels he doesn’t deserve that, but that does give him that sense of family that he is so desperate for. 

This, of course, is why he so readily joins the Whitebeard Pirates once Marco tells him that, yes, Whitebeard really does think of all of them as his sons. That gives Ace this massive sense of family, something he has been searching for literally his entire life. Sabo and Luffy helped immeasurably, but two brothers – one of whom he lost – are not enough to fill the space where his family is supposed to be. 

And the second point is that Ace identifies himself by what he is, rather than by what he’s done. He is Roger’s son. He is Whitebeard’s son. He is Luffy and Sabo’s brother. He is the captain of the Spade pirates, and then he is Whitebeard’s second division commander. And that’s why I headcanon him as having trouble with disassociating – he cannot reconcile his identities with each other and with what they imply. Roger’s son deserves to die; he’s been internalizing that for years. Whitebeard’s son does not. Luffy’s brother does not. And he views all of those things as integral parts of his identity – whether he wants to or not – and so he ends up disassociating because he has no other way of dealing with the fact that half of him thinks he should just kill himself and remove the ‘devil’s son’ from the world, and the other half can’t die, because he has people like Luffy who absolutely, one-hundred percent want him around. 

And all of this combines to make Ace either quick to shut down – as we see him do in Impel Down and at Marineford – or else quick to fly off the handle in a fit of rage, because he is trying to either focus on one of the aspects of his identity that he actually likes, or else trying to prove that the aspects he doesn’t like are wrong – even though he doesn’t believe that himself. 

And of course that means he’s at peace when he dies because he finally allows himself to reconcile all those things and accept that he doesn’t deserve to die, and therefore also deserves to live, and he can accept that people love him and then I cry for approximately forever because he didn’t get to live with that and learn how to love himself for himself, rather than what everyone else identifies him as. 

so i know it’s not the mcu, but if it WERE:

wildehacked:

Annie and Dan are visiting his parents back East when the aliens hit New York, and then all the flights are canceled and the catsitter they hired doesn’t have any extra openings, so it’s Eddie to the rescue. 

There’s some kind of irony in Anne finally trusting him to feed the cat a year after ending their engagement. He’s walking up the hill to their apartment, Annie on the phone telling him the system Dan uses for watering his plants, because of course Dan has a system, when Venom starts freaking out hard. 

EDDIE, he says, so urgently that Eddie almost drops the phone. Eddie, something is wrong.

“What?” Eddie asks, looking reflexively around them–it can’t be Carnage again, unless–? But the street is quiet. The nearest person is an old woman pushing her bubbe cart.

“Eddie?” Anne asks, distant. “Everything okay?”

Something is very wrong, Venom repeats, and he sounds nearly distraught. He lurches sideways in Eddie’s chest, and Eddie does drop the phone this time.

“Whoa, whoa,” Eddie says, “What’s wrong?”

Instead of responding, Venom abruptly manifests, taking control of their body and scaring the pants off of the rest of the street.

“Jesus, V, what the hell,” Eddie says–or tries to say. He suddenly feels it too: something indefinable but essential is–wrong, and getting wronger.

“No,” Venom snarls out loud to the street, where the old woman–jesus christ. Where the old woman has just collapsed into dust, leaving nothing behind but her cart and her purse. A car slams into a lamppost, the driver’s seat suddenly empty. Someone is screaming, and they aren’t even screaming at them. “I said no.

Oh, Eddie thinks, as a passenger tries to escape from the car’s backseat, and crumbles into nothing as soon as she reaches the pavement. Oh, that’s what’s happening to us.

“It is not.” Venom is surrounding him, is in him, deep as they always are, close enough that no one could tell the difference. Eddie can feel Venom repairing him, hanging onto his brain and his heart and feverishly binding atoms together that want to fall apart, and he can feel that it isn’t going to work, that not even us can stand against the unyielding pull of entropy.

I love you, V, Eddie thinks, fierce as he can.

“Don’t leave me,” Venom orders, frantic, hanging on as hard as they can, with every part of themselves. Eddie’s lost his view of the street, and he doesn’t know if it’s because he’s lost his eyes, or because Venom is shielding him from whatever there is to see, if the last thing he’ll see is that familiar blackness. “Don’t leave me alone, Eddie.”

Eddie tries his best to project gratitude with the last shreds of himself he can reach. He hopes Venom knows how much his life was changed, how much he wants––

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keepyourpantsongohan:

sloaners:

goodnight kiss; inspired from an amazing fic snippet by @keepyourpantsongohan

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE IT I CAN’T BELIEVE I INSPIRED ART THANK YOU THIS IS AMAZING!!!

Also, The Snippet:

As Kakashi predicted, when they wander into the Uchiha district and land at Obito’s house, Rin steps up on her tiptoes and presses a kiss to Obito’s lips. His eyes are wide open, which makes for an amusing picture, but Kakashi only smiles and shoves a hand in his pocket.

“Goodnight, Obito,” says Rin as she pulls away.

“Um,” says Obito, looking like he’s been hit by a particularly strong genjutsu. 

Unable to resist the opportunity, Kakashi steps forward in front of his friend. He pulls down his mask, but Obito doesn’t even seem to notice, dazed as he is. “Goodnight, Obito,” says Kakashi, and presses his lips to Obito’s cheek

Um,” Obito repeats, choked.

Kakashi doesn’t wait for him to gather his bearings, and turns swiftly with his mask back up to head for compound’s exit. When Rin catches up to him, she looks at him with an expression that has far too much humour in it to be truly reproachful. “You only did that to tease him,” she says, elbowing him in his side.

“Maybe,” agrees Kakashi, grinning. “But it was funny.”

little-jar-of-dragons:

Somewhere in space in the hospital wing of a ship.

Alien – “Human Steve! I have excellent news! We found your severed upper appendage in good enough condition that we think it can be reattached – “

Human – “What?”

Alien – “Uh … Your arm? We found it and instead of the mechanical prosthetic we think – “

Human – “Wait, that friggin mutant snake thing didn’t eat it?”

Alien – “Oh, no, no, no! It would seem that it did not like the taste as humans are not a part of it’s natural or native diet, as you can imagine. For that matter the ‘snake thing’ was a fairly standard specimen for this planet – “

Human – “You mean to tell me that fucker ripped my arm off and didn’t even have the decency to eat it! Just dumped it somewhere to waste? Offended. I am. Offended.

Human’s equally human friend standing next to him staring at a tablet – “Rude. Just rude.”

Alien – “…”

Alien – “…”

Alien – “So … do you want the arm reattached or not.”

I was watching a shark attack documentary the other day, in which said shark took off a man’s arm and later the arm washed up on the beach. All the man had to say about it was, “Took my arm the least the shark could have done was get a meal out of it instead of letting it go to waste.”