Im only gonna try one more 'gain and give it everything ive got.
I want to make more tumblr friends
IF YOU ARE A BLACK PERSON, 21 years old and up
Into fashion, gaming, luxury (but not like in a gross capitalist way, just thinking luxury is pretty and a deserved experience for all regardless of economic standing lol), or activism
ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE FROM THE HOOD (Because I am and want more friends from the same experience lol)
Did you know- Jerry Lawson, also known as "father of the videogame cartridge” is responsible for designing the Fairchild Channel F video game console as well as leading the team that pioneered the commercial video game cartridge. He was literally a game changer✊🏽✊🏾✊🏿
i also cosplayed theeeeeeee protagonist? i cosplayed You from Slay the Princess at mag. ONE GUY recognized me and he's my homie for life. gaze upon my visage i worked SO hard on those fucking gloves actually. Also the dot eyes are reflective tape and they fucking GLEAM with the flash on.
I tried to write something to sum up my thoughts on this, but then it got longer and longer and tbh I'm itching to write a fic set in this AU djjdkf I think I could develop on their inner feelings more than in the comic form
Before posting the first part I didn't realize people had such strong opinions on how this would play out lmaooo
imo, of course Zoro wants to fight Sanji, not with actual intent to harm (they threaten each other on the daily, come on), but because that's how they are together, how they communicate. He respects Luffy's decisions and their goal here, which is to learn what's really going on with Sanji, but he's gonna be pissy about it all he wants. They both have so many intense and conflicted feelings about this and neither has any idea how to resolve them. So they fight.
ofc yall are free to headcanon this interaction any other way you want <333
Me when… me when… the identity is horror. Who are you? Can you be replicated? Is that replication you? If someone looks just like you, acts like you and is interpreted by others as you, are they you? Do your thoughts count for anything? If everything you actually think stays in your head and never comes out then you die do people grieve you? Do you respond to your name or to any name?