#12 fruit

[heartvisor]

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Artà, Mallorca, 07-12-23

[aimbutmiss]

another snippet from the shuggy fic I'm writing:

“You’re doing great, Buggy.”

Rayleigh nodded proudly with a smile and crossed arms as he watched the detached hand fly back to its owner, seamlessly reconnecting to Buggy’s wrist.

“It still feels weird.”

“That’s only natural. There’s nothing normal about it.”

Neither Rayleigh nor Roger had devil fruit powers, so even if they helped with his training, neither could help Buggy to a full extent.

“It’s in your own hands to figure this out and get through it. It’s scary, I know. But if anyone can do it, it’s you.”

That’s what Roger had said, but Buggy wasn’t so sure. He didn’t feel like he had what it takes to figure this mess out on his own.

His breathing still got jagged whenever he detached any part of his body, his mind recreating the pain that should have been there but wasn’t. It worked similarly to phantom limb ache; your eyes see your hand get ripped clean off and it fills in the gap. It’s not like Buggy was actually in pain, but it felt very uncomfortable. It was getting better though, the more he used his powers. His mind was starting to catch up to his body. But that didn’t make him feel better. His own body felt alien to him. Nothing felt like it used to. He was sweating a lot more, and while Roger joked it was puberty, they both knew that was not the case. His overall body temperature felt much higher than usual. Crocus did checkups on him regularly, which showed that while he was indeed warmer, it was not to a dangerous extent. But he was still under the doctor’s careful watch, just in case.

Buggy didn’t let any of that stop his training. He put on a brave face because he didn’t want to look weak, to disappoint Roger and Rayleigh. He couldn’t let a minor inconvenience break him, not when Shanks was still training, getting stronger every day. Buggy might not have conqueror’s haki, but he could still be strong like his friend. At least he got the other boy beat in the smarts department.

Buggy could get through this.

He started sneaking out at night, when most of the crew was asleep, to find a quiet corner and practice. And while Shanks usually slept like a rock, he was weirdly susceptive to Buggy’s absence. It didn’t take long for him to realize what his friend was up to.

“Rayleigh would be angry if he caught you. You’re cutting up on your precious sleep time.”

Buggy rolled his eyes. “Sleeping one hour less is not gonna kill me. And Rayleigh can shove the worried father act up his ass.”

Shanks chuckled at the foul words. “Don’t let him hear that.”

The red head settled down on the wooden floor of the ship, making himself comfortable as if he was going to watch a show.

Buggy turned to Shanks with furrowed brows. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Watching you.”

“Why? Just leave.”

“Nope.”

Buggy felt like punching his friend to the other side of the Grand Line but managed to keep calm. He couldn’t let the boy waste his precious training time any longer. “Ugh. Fine, whatever.”

He started by detaching his fingers first, quickly pulling them back. Then he worked his way up, doing the same with his hand, his forearm, and eventually his whole arm. Then he detached them all at once. That still felt the worse. He could handle doing it one at a time, but cutting himself up too much made him nauseous. He went on to do the same with his legs, the foot first and working his way upward… Shanks, who had been weirdly silent up until then, finally spoke up:

“Have you tried detaching both feet at once?”

Buggy looked at him with wide eyes, shutting the idea down quickly. “Of course not! I’d just smack to the ground.”

Shanks rubbed his chin with curiosity. “Hm, maybe. But you can make your parts fly, can’t you?”

“…” Buggy stared at his feet in apprehension. He hated to admit it, but Red’s logic was sound. If he could make his limbs float, he could technically do the same with his whole body, right?

Shanks walked closer, holding his arms out like a safety net around him. “How about this? I’ll catch you if it doesn’t work.”

“… You better.”

“I’d never let anything happen to you.”

Buggy’s ears got red at the blunt confession. It confused him, how easy honesty came to the other. It was as if he could never feel ashamed of how he felt. Buggy would have felt envious if embarrassment didn’t overwhelm his other emotions.

“… Shut up.” He simply deflected because he didn’t know what to say. He turned his attention back to his feet and reluctantly raised one, detaching it from his foot. He stayed like that for a few seconds, not knowing how to go about this. It’s not like he’d be hurt badly, but losing your footing was not a pleasant thought. Everything in his brain screamed “Don’t do it!” but it all quieted down as Shanks’ hand sneaked its way into his, squeezing in reassurance. Buggy didn’t even realize it, but his other foot slowly detached from the ankle, skipping away from his body. He opened his squeezed-shut eyes one after the other, looking down at his lack of feet. But he wasn’t touching the ground.

He was floating.

He panicked at the sight and fell on his butt, or at least he should have but he just gently landed on it. He looked back at Shanks, who had held him from his arms to slow his fall, with grateful eyes. His feet skipped back over to him, reattaching themselves. He took the hand Shanks was offering and the boy pulled him up to his feet once again.

Shanks looked at him with wide eyes and an even wider smile, the picture of pure amazement. “Buggy, that was amazing!”

He looked away in embarrassment, unsure of how to feel of his accomplishment. “More like creepy.”

“But you can fly now! Imagine getting the hang of that… This is so cool!”

Buggy was still apprehensive about the absurdity of his powers, but he had to admit that this was pretty exciting news. He was still mourning the loss of his ability to swim, but he could fly now... sort of. Maybe it was true that you win some, and you lose some.

Still, floating felt terrifying, even when he was only a few inches off the ground. He was certain that nothing could ever fill the void the comfort of the sea had left behind.

“I think we should go back to sleep.”

“Yeah, probably. You did great today.”

Buggy smiled brightly at him. “Thanks to you.”

Shanks looked away, rubbing his nape as his face grew red. “W-well it’s what friends are for…”

Buggy slept like a baby for the first time in a long time, but Shanks kept staring at the ceiling till the first rays of sunlight filled the room.

[singingbun]

Anime/mangalist: the hearts that break; the lessons it makes

All that I put here are more of a personal list; stories that speaks of life lessons to the heart. Stories that speak of learning from pain and all that life gives you. Stories that hurt but confront you; stories that break you and mend you. These are the stories I feel are still deserving of love, even after many years have past, just as some are relevant tales that's worth sharing nevertheless. All that I list are stories I think prove that stories can change your life; its just a matter of understanding its meaning. Some of these titles fall into the mature category, so do understand much of these titles have trigger warnings, so please research them properly before you jump straight in:

March comes in Like a Lion

LIFE (manga)

Fruits Basket

Ao no flag

12 Kingdoms

Vinland Saga

A Silent Voice

To Your Eternity

Mob Psycho 100

Your Lie in April

Kono oto tomare

Orange

Relife

Josee, the Tiger and the Fish

Anthem of the Heart

AnoHana: the Flower we saw that day

Wandering Son

Artiswitch

[wetcatspellcaster]

Today's fanfic mood :))))))))

[raiiny-bay]

oc questionaire

tagged by @sikoi & @salemssimblr (ty for the tags <3)

NAME: Kelly Parker

NICKNAME: Kel, Parker, Redhead, & (on rare occasion) Benny

GENDER: male, he/him

STAR SIGN: taurus

HEIGHT: 5'5

ORIENTATION: bi

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: american, white

FAVORITE FRUIT: lmao

FAVORITE SEASON: winter

FAVORITE FLOWER: iris

FAVORITE SCENT: ngl, it's probably weed

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: hot chocolate

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 10

DOGS OR CATS: cats

DREAM TRIP: he'd honestly be happy just taking a day to trip to go to a concert or something. he's not particularly interested in traveling.

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: 2-7 + Dhes

RANDOM FACT: his island in animal crossing is named hot topic

i tag @teddybearsims, @mattodore, @barbieaiden, @wldestluv-rs, @morrigan-sims, @fizzytoo, @void-imp, & @nekrophoria (feel free to ignore ofc!)

[romancemedia]

Anime Romances + Photo

[tiptapricot]

Rating: M

Relationships: Liu Kang/Shang Tsung, Quan Chi & Shang Tsung (mentioned), Shang Tsung & Damashi | Titan Shang Tsung

Word Count: 6,958

Summary:

Damashi is a stern mistress. She scoops Shang Tsung from Outworld’s muck and molds him into something new. The training is harsh, but it is quelled by new magics, by the intellectual flood torn from her spellbooks. Shang Tsung feels like a man starved, every new incantation a balm to his lips, every hex a fresh weight on his tongue.

He wants everything she has to offer, he wants everything that she is.

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Or I return to MKombat fic with a Shang Tsung character study song fic! This one rly got away from me, but tysm to my friends Niku n Viktor who I talked to to gave me the inspo for this and who helped me look it over!! You’ve helped these thoughts come to fruition 😭

[sesamenom]

a partridge in a pear tree

well, more or less

[wiirocku]

Hosea 10:12 (NIV) - Sow righteousness for yourselves, reap the fruit of unfailing love, and break up your unplowed ground; for it is time to seek the LORD, until He comes and showers His righteousness on you.

[jaynovz]

Guys I am fucking IN LOVE with OPLA Luffy they picked a perfect actor he played it to the hilt he is GORGEOUS AND INTENSE AND GOOFY AND INSPIRING AND COMPELLING AND TERRIFYINGLY STRONG ELDRITCH RUBBER GOD all at the same time and AHHHHHH

[zsorosebudphoto]

Wisteria e kaki, Cartoixa de Valldemosa, Valldemosa, Mallorca, 11-12-23

[adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy]

home from work

[x22817]

Hekate in her Bean Formation at our 8am cardiologist appointment (making me hella jealous)

[glacia-art]

Cringetober day 12.

Niche interest.

Grapes. Just grapes. I love looking at them. I have plastic grapes in my room as decorations. I widh I had socks with grape print.

[lunasilvis]

Lunch break on April 16: transplanting some artichoke sprouted seedlings 🌱