#AU: Picking up the Pieces

[originalartblog]

does this count as angst or

companion piece for this Storm Bringer AU here

[lunisoular]

How do you think Ace and Sabo would handle Luffy crying?

I feel like Sabo would initially be anxious but still be able to handle it. Ace on the other hand would probably freak out 😭

These kids would go through so many sleepless nights

they don’t cry often so suddenly having to learn how to handle a very emotional baby is much trial and error. and lots of worry even if he’s just crying about wanting to play

[larabar]

all silliness gone

[ridthewaste]

Based on THIS ask

I don’t post on Tumblr often but I felt like getting this out - funnily enough all because of a likely joke response. Ah well. I’ll continue the tradition of making elaborate backstories based on minimal information 💪

Anyway, here’s some background to Jax’s life and upbringing. Call it a headcanon or AU or whatever you feel is best

The purple rabbit individual later known as "Jax" to the circusgoers was born between 1973 and 1982 in Wabash, Indiana, to a Lutheran Protestant family of five, of which he was the middle child of two other brothers whom he got along well with. The family took only a nominal approach to religion to their children in terms of traditions passed down, something that their mother and father would, on occasion, regret doing whenever their sons got into trouble. The small family farm was agricultural in nature, rather than focused on livestock, producing mainly corn as well as carrots and other assorted produce. Due to Wabash’s town-city setting making for easy profit to farmers markets and other retailers, the family were decently well off, as far as single farm households went.

The “corn incident” as it is aptly called, refers to an instance in which the family dog - a Doberman Pinscher named “Bruno” - developed rabies, unbeknownst to the family. Jax and his brothers (ages 15, 17, and 19) stumbled upon the canine after it had killed a stray cat past the fencing. Upon seeing that their beloved pet had gone rabid, the three bolted in different directions through the family cornfield. The dog alternated between the three, causing a warped ironic twist on the game of cat and mouse - in which Jax had to hide from the beloved family dog-turned rabid mongrel, attempting to stifle his breathing over the sound of his pounding heart. For him, few things would terrify him more afterwards.

Though their father was able to regrettably put the dog down with relative ease once his boys eventually scampered out of the vegetative maze, the feeling of helplessness in the thick underbrush of the cornstalks never truly left Jax. Perhaps he developed a fear of mazes, rather than corn; but he never did go back into the cornfield again, much to the teasing of his brothers and chagrin of his folks, who were from then on one pair of hands short on that chore.

[legendoflozer]

cottagecore wars strikes again

Pansy: love in idleness, remembrance, immunity, loving thoughts.

Sydney Rockrose: acceptance, you are loved, you are not alone.

Cornflower: knowledge, protection of home, new home blessings, new friends, new love, delicacy.

[diamondsheep]

your blog layout is making it look like zoro is at his new home the baratie fkgsdfghgh

YES !! that's trueee!! ASDASKJFSLKJ

Now he lives there with his husband 💚💛💚💛

who is extremely embarrassed about this, because his family keeps annoying him because a stinky marimo stole his heart 💚💚💚

[eggsistential-breakdown]

Ian and the twice-divorced gray-eyesed rift Ian from the first chapter of @reblogincarnation-blues's fic!

anyways the closest experience I've had to the the feeling of reading the second chapter is taking my roommate to the ER for four hours for suspected appendicitis only to come back with a UTI diagnosis and an antibiotic prescription. and it breaks your one year streak of roommates getting appendicitis. in a good way.

[nerosdayinanime]

i forgor to post the kfp doodles

[mamabearcatfanfics]

Chapter 10 of Pick up the Pieces is finally ready on AO3!

Even though his voice was stern, she could see the corner of his mouth struggling not to smile at her, and she smiled back. There was no earthly reason to be happy. She was soaked and cold, worried and exhausted, battered about by rocks, and her foot hurt almost as badly as it did on the night she’d first injured it. She wasn’t the least bit safe, and here she was, grinning like a fool just because Inuyasha had put himself in the same deadly peril she was in. “I missed you,” he said softly, and she stopped grinning, her eyes widening at the softness of his expression. “As soon as I told you to leave, I wanted you back.”

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

motorcycle sketch featuring cross!! >:)

[pennydoe]

lil ramble about my au i wanna make cause i thought of it in the shower and don't wanna forget

so everyone lives including karnak because ocean took to long to choose so everyone was sorta forced to come back but, Karnak didn't read Pennys fortune so she's still rendered a Jane Doe even in the real world (for some reason it's like everyone forgot her, The school yearbook photo of her is blacked out and the excuse is "Printer Failure") so it's up to true choir and karnak to help Jane remember who she is, which is essentially impossible as she's a husk of a person with no memories or,, emotions.

after time it becomes clear Jane is actually changing. She's begrnning to show more emotion and even her porcelain is beginning to crack (agyer she fully remembers who she is the cracks become scars, i explained her injuries in another post) And after awhile it becomes clear that Jane is slowly becoming herself BECAUSE of the choir. They all show her how to be human as they're still relearning how to be human again after all their injuries such as lost limbs and legs being completley destroyed.

Each choir member shows Jane a different emotion and feeling and it helps her slowly become human again, i'll explain what each emotion they "taught" her is.

Mischa: Anger and Sadness

Constance: Happiness and Excitment

Ricky: Creativity and Humor

Noel: "Love" and art

Ocean: Love, and like, basically every other emotion and shit...

Where does Jane + Karnak stay?

They live with Ocean as in the AU, Oceans parents are never home as they're always off on some trip (literally and figuratively). Karnak becomes sort of a father figure to the two as he is actually quite kind, even with his strange and morbid sense of humor. Ocean is happy finally having people to stay with hee and her home finally feels full as even when her parents come home, they basically don't even notice the older man and strange doll in their home.

The AU is a Perfectdolls AU, But noel does play a large part, as he shows jane HIS type of love, not JANES type of love, which is what she learns herself from ocean.

basically just shenanigans of the choir learning how to live again with karnak there being a silly happy old man.

Idk what to name it and i'm still making designs and fully flushing it out give me some time stink stinks

[eeveekitti]

day 25: karma 3

to love life through companionship

[itsrainingbubbles]

Modern au Franky has a truck that they all ride together and when they go to eat at food trucks together Luffy always sits on the roof of the car while everyone else is in the trunk

This is his equivalent to sitting on sunnys head, and if he could he would sit there while Franky drives

I mean he does he literally does not give a shit, Franky even installed a seatbelt for him, but at some point Nami banned him from doing it because they don't wanna be running from cops every time they go somewhere

[maliciousalice]

[its-just-fern]

Who's the Green Knight in the 'only fern' au? Is he the resurrection of Finn? Someone else entirely? Would he even exist at all?

I don't, uh, really want to think about Gumbald picking up Finn pieces tho 💀

the green knight wouldn't exist. gumbald simply wouldn't revive finn. my thinking behind this has to do with the sort of "monkey's paw" of fern's situation, i guess. it gets ruined a bit if finn is revived, because it gives fern the chance to get closure.

"green knight" finn is a fun idea though - maybe for an au of this au? hahaha

[hand-picked-star]

The 13th Annniversary Arshi Fiesta

Moodboard: Historical AU

Whispers of the Heart | Chapter 04

I am not very good at writing ffs. I even read ffs very selectively. But it was an attempt of me to participate in the 13th-anniversary arshi fiesta.

I might be wrong about certain aspects of that age and era, but it's a fantasy, so why not? I don't own Arnav and Khushi and the story is purely fictional and has no relation to any living or dead. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Chapter 4

(continuation of events 2 years ago.......)

The next morning after breakfast Arnav went to the Malik haveli to meet Anjali. She was 5 years younger than him. When their parents died, she was only seven, It might be the reason why she still held an optimistic view of the cruel world, and still believed in fairy tales and happily ever afters. Arnav wanted her to have that, even if he couldn't hold that same outlook.

As soon as he entered the Malik haveli, Anjali rushed to him and Arnav too happy to see his younger sister picked her up and gave her a twirl just like he used to do when she was a child. Setting her up on her feet, he noticed the scowling eyes that were trained toward him. He approached her slowly and bent to touch her feet. "Namaste naniji, how are you?"

Suvadra Malik, instead of answering her grandson turned her head sideways. Sensing the atmosphere turning heavy, Arnav asked "Where's Mamaji Anjali? Is he home?"

"He is in the study" Anjali answered with more enthusiasm than required.

Soon After his mother died, his nanaji fell sick, and couldn't bear the grief of losing his beloved daughter. But before he died, he asked Mamaji to give both Arnav and Anjali a piece of land each for their future. Nand Kishore Malik was a loyal man, he had kept the promise. Soon after Nanaji died,mamaji transferred those lands to both of the siblings' names. Since then the income generated from those land was given to the siblings. Arnav kept Anjali's share in an account for her future and he used his shares for his studies. And truth to be told, that money wasn't enough for Arnav to bear the expenses of the boarding school. But it at least was enough to cover his tuition fee, that was a relief. Rest he would manage by doing part-time jobs. He used to give tuition when he came home during summers, and then in darjeling he used to work part-time as a clerk for a law farm. That job had opened so many doors for him; and allowed him a scholarship in Oxford, for that, he was immensely grateful. Now, he earned enough with his part-time law consultancy to bear the expenses of living in London. But he discovered a rundown textile factory which he wanted to buy and start a business. And for that, he needed money that he didn't have as he couldn't find a partner. He thought of asking Aman to join him, but he was so wrapped up in his family business that Arnav didn't want to disturb him.

With a knock on the door, "Namaste, Mama Ji, may I come it?"

"Arnav, my child, how are you, beta?" at least Mamaji was happy to see him. "I am good, Mama ji. I came to discuss something with you, It won't take much time."

That's when Arnav told Mamaji how he wanted to sell his share of the land to buy the factory and start a business. But he couldn't even finish, an angry voice growled from the door.

"What did you say? you will sell the LAND!! THE LAND MY HUSBAND HAD GIVEN YOU!!! and do what??? To spend the money on Alcohol and gambling like your Dada did or spend it on prostitutes like your scoundrel father did???" the rant continued. "We are sheltering a snake!!! A SNAKE!! your father didn't have any money. MY daughter had sold all the jewellery that WE gave her to send him to London. And how he repaid??? HE CHEATED ON HER!!!! HE BETRAYED HER!!! I have told you Nand Kishor that the apple didn't fall far from the tree. ye bhi apni baap ki tarah jis taali main khata hain uspehi ched karega, namak haram kahike!!!"

"Maa, what are you saying? stop it. kuch bhi bole ja rahe ho."

Suvadra was seething and if looks could kill Arnav would have been dead already. It was not the first time that Arnav had heard all of these. He was used to hearing something similar like that in his every visit. He didn't talk back or protest, because, for some unknown reason, his Nani's anger was projected to him only. She adored Anjali, maybe because she looked like her dead daughter. And Arnav didn't want to jeopardize that. Arnav was looking at his hand the whole time, " Mamaji, I'll take my leave now"

With that he came downstairs to see Anjali reading a book, he kissed her forehead softly and proceeded to leave. Mamaji called him from behind, "Take this, Arnav beta." Giving him the will papers of the land " Don't mind your naniji. she become old. she loses her mind sometimes" Cupping Arnav's face "Everything will be alright, I have faith in you". Arnav didn't know what to do after receiving such affection. He only nodded his head and left without any words.

Nand Kishore Malik was the one who brought Arnav and Anjali home when their uncle had kicked them out of Raizada house. The talk of the society and his mother's taunting had become unbearable for that boy. So with the help of Mahindar Rajput, he sent him to the boarding school. The boy never wanted anything from him ever and had always tolerated his mother's ruthless behaviour. The land was Arnav's to do whatever he wanted with it. And Nand Kishor had no right to withdraw it from him. On another note, it would take him years, if not decades to save that amount of money to start a business. Nand Kishore Malik sighed and wished a good fortune for his nephew.

On the other side, Khushi was waiting eagerly for Arnav to come home. She had a special surprise for him. As soon as he entered their dining room where everyone was arguing over something in the newspapers, she knew something was wrong. Nobody would suspect anything by looking at him, but she had spent hours decoding his every emotion. He couldn't hide something from her. Before he reached the table she approached him "What's wrong? "

Arnav was about to deny it but ended up saying "You know the usual Nani being Nani stuff ''. To cheer him up she said, "I have something for you that will brighten your mood instantly, come sit with others at the table, I'll be joining you in a minute". And she disappeared into the kitchen.

Minutes later Khushi came out with a tray containing small bowls full of kheer in them and served them to everyone. Arnav's favourite, 'badam ka kheer'. As soon as Arnav took a bite he moaned and said in between, "Roma chachi, today's kheer is the best you've ever made" Manoroma laughed out loud, " Well as much as I would like to have the compliment all to myself, but I haven't made today's kheer. Khushi has."

Arnav did a double take and whirled around to see Khushi "Since when did you learn cooking?". For some unknown reason, Khushi started to feel very shy all of a sudden. But Buaji saved her "Mat pucho, Arnav bitwa, don't know what happened to her, she made a ruckus learning to cook kheer this summer, she even burned her hand ".

Arnav suddenly took her hand sitting across from him to inspect "You've burned your hand? Tum theek ho?" Khushi not prepared to be in the centre of attention, withdrew her hand gently and said to him "It's ok now." Her Amma then joined in, " Today or tomorrow she has to learn, Madhumati ji. Better start today than regret later". with that all of their attention moved to something else and what that was Khushi couldn't tell, because all of her attention was zoned into the man in front of her and his activity. Khushi didn't know why she was looking at Arnav so attentively just enjoying his kheer - the little moan in every bite he took, his clearing of the spoon every time, his tongue darted out to polish off his lips after every bite. All of a sudden the temperature of the room changed, and Khushi started to feel very warm all over her, like she needed to take a shower. What's happening to her? 'should she ask Babuji to take her to the doctors?' She was contemplating all of that, when Akash bhai asked, "Khushi, what happened? Are you ok? Why are your cheeks so red?" a dumbfounded Khushi all but shrieked "I am fine, I just need some air, I'll be right back". And with that, she left them, who did not take much time to forget about her and move on to another topic.

That summer Arnav discovered how acutely attuned he was to Khushi. Wherever he was, whatever he was doing, his eyes would find her like a magnet. His ears would perk up by the sound of her payal or by the tinkling of her bangles or her laughter. And Arnav Also discovered how shamelessly his eyes would find the tiny exposed areas of her waist where her dupatta met the skirt. His eyes also noticed how the dupatta sometimes slipped to expose her back revealing two delicate dories that held the back of her top. It was a herculean task to suppress the itch in his hands every time he saw them. And Arnav also became aware that Khushi now had curves and to his surprise, he found them very beautiful. Since he came to Delhi he has been watching Khushi like a hawk every day, it's a wonder nobody had called him out already. Arnav was very confused with the feelings that were stirring up in him. And Arnav wasn't a fool to not understand what those feelings meant. But he couldn't decide what to do with those feelings yet.

It was the day of the Holi. Arnav didn't play Holi. Khushi was trying hard from the morning to bring him down, but to no avail. He had cooped himself up in his room till morning. Shayam Jha was their neighbour Mr. Sharma's nephew hailing from Lucknow. He was behind Khushi for almost 1 hour to drink some bhang. Khushi tried to tell him time and time again that she couldn't drink it now that her parents had forbidden her. Lastly, they came to a negotiation that if she drank one glass of 'thandai' then he would stop pushing her to drink 'bhang'. To get him off her shoulders, Khushi drank it.

Arnav was bored out of his mind. closing the book he was reading he went to the window and almost had a heart attack watching a scene happening downstairs on the lawn. Some boy was dragging a very reluctant and stumbling Khushi behind the thick bushes of the garden. Within minutes Arnav was beside her and seeing him the boy dropped Khushi's hand like a hot coal and shrank under Arnav's murderous stare. Arnav diverted his attention to Khushi. She was drunk." Khushi, why did you drink bhang?" he barked.

"I didn't " she slurred. her arms were flailing and she was on the verge of losing consciousness. Arnav supporting Khushi before she fell, gave another killer look to the boy who was fleeing the scene. Deciding to deal with him later, he scoped Khushi up in his arms and went to her room. He placed her on her bed tenderly and soon discovered that Khushi was clutching his collar. He gently pried her fingers from his collar and proceeded to leave.

''Arnav''.

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