#young hearts

[myltzi]

Young Redfield siblings 🌱

Wish I had known further details about their parents. They would have been so proud ✨

[ikkaku-of-heart]

I just finished watching Stand by Me for the first time (I'm a heathen, I know) and man it gave me such Heart Boys vibes. Just Law, Penguin, Shachi, and Bepo going off on some misadventure, arguing, joking, and bonding along the way while they journey to find a dead body. I just want the boys to get to enjoy some of that innocence of youth (yes, I know, impossible for Law but let me dream) before they set off to become pirates.

[urne-buriall]

well doesn't that take the shine off this joke from young hearts

end of an era

[darkcrowprincess]

Lawrusso: Young Hearts

Try to make it last Nothing you can do In a photograph The innocence you thought you lost Is staring back at you

Time enough to live Never time to die All you had to give Taken by the one you loved And geared into a lie

Young hearts beat fast Driving down the road Rubber, plastic, metal, glass Why did you have to go? Young hearts die young When they're all alone And there's no turning back now

Young hearts die young When they're all alone And there's no turning back now

[albertayebisackey]

Friday 1st September 2023 - "The heart that loves is always young." - Greek Proverb

[blueskiesandwindchimes]

Young Hearts

I was listening to the radio on the way home from work today. A song came on that I haven’t heard on the radio in quite some time. It was Young Turks by Rod Stewart. I found myself wondering as I often have have over the years why the song is called Young Turks when the lyrics clearly state “Young Hearts”. So I finally looked it up.

Honestly I prefer Young Hearts. But that’s just me.

[jasskhasria]

There is something exquisitely beautiful about, Old and withering people keeping their heart romantic and alive.

[male-heart-beat]

My 22 year old heart

[maggie-andrea]

For the men i’ve endured; i know what you’ve done

‘where is your heart?’

i don’t have one, i’ve filled it with fake intimacy and desperate affections in a hope to convince myself that i am wanted.

However it left me feeling less wanted than ever

The black casing of it infused with the dark intentions of the men in my life who deceived me of love. Deliberately blindfolding my eyes whilst describing to me the vision of our future he can see ahead.

I never realised why they blindfolded me but now i understand; the hope they maliciously gifted me was sightless.

and yet somehow with all this knowledge i choose to keep the blindfold on.

[soulmusicsongs]

Get Yourself Together - Young Hearts (Sweet Soul Shakin', 1968)

[ikkaku-of-heart]

@medicus-mortem continued from this post:

“Um … Excuse me,” says a small, quiet voice. He shrinks down a little when eyes are turned to him, too small hands rising to grab the rim of his fluffy hat. The boy with his sharp, golden eyes looks like he wants to hide in that hat but there is some determination in the set of his jaw and the way he tries to straighten his posture, despite the clear anxiety.    “I think I’m lost. Can you help me?”

Ikkaku didn't blink when she heard a child's voice behind her, getting her attention. Of the Heart Pirates, she was often the one children approached as she generally looked and acted the least threatening. It helped that she liked kids, too, often carrying sweets in her pockets to give nice kids who kept their manners or were at least adorably snarky and precocious.

However, she did blink in surprise when she found herself face-to-face with a small child in a familiar hat and golden eyes. He was...well, he could be a mini-Law, to be honest, and she nearly cooed instinctually at the sight of him. The thing that stopped her was the strange twisting in her gut. She brushed it off as just the sadness that hit her when she remembered the bits of her captain's sad past that he'd revealed to her, even if this felt different. Ikkaku did, however, crouch down to reach his eye level, doing her best to appear friendly when she saw him shrink back a bit. She smiled when she saw the determined set of his jaw, despite the weird feeling it gave her. It just made him seem more Law-like.

"Well, you came to the right person," she assured, pulling a piece of vanilla taffy out of her pocket and holding it out to him. "I'm pretty good at leading people in the right direction! If you're lost, I'll help you find your way."

A few beads of sweat ran down the back of her neck. Ikkaku had no idea why she felt so...nervous? No, but there was a sort of tension in the air. An anticipation. An unease. Something was off, and her gut was trying to tell her. This kid was the perfect mini-Law. Too perfect. Exactly as she might have imagined him when he was little. Precious and sweet, despite her captain being anything but as an adult. If he were less sweet, she'd suspect Jewelry Bonney had used her powers on him. But his personality wasn't anything like Law would be if he'd been reduced to his childhood age. He'd still be a bastard. This kid...well, so far, he wasn't that.

Deciding to test a theory, at least in hopes that she could settle this unease in her stomach, Ikkaku said kindly, "My name's Ikkaku. I'm a submarine engineer. What's your name, sweetheart?"

[urne-buriall]

in young hearts Sam says "What do you think's ahead for him? We just sent him into 1998 with an angel boyfriend" and in the intro to part 3 your author here says "like the ending of Clue, this is how it could have happened" but we learn that not everything is as expected

but there is a version in my head where Past-Cas and Teen-Dean end up back at Bobby's and find a spell in the MoL bunker to get Cas his own (identical) vessel without possessing someone. and before they get to make the most of it, the British MoL show up and our boys skedaddle back to Bobby's, then end up taking the bus back to Sam and John but John's gone on a hunt by the time Dean gets there

so Dean gets to just... introduce Cas to Sam. without John as a looming presence. and when Sam goes to school the next day it's the first time they're together behind a closed door in their own respective bodies and it's corny to say he feels made new, but...

and they spend every day together and Cas helps Sam with his physics homework and the three of them go out to a concert together one weekend and Sam gets to start normal habits. he goes out with friends for coffee and sweet drinks, kills time with them in the mall, and gets invited out to skate with them and Dean goes too and spends all his time at the other end of the rink teaching Cas how to ice-skate

Cas mostly wears Dean's jeans but has a few shirts of his own and a handsome coat of corduroy and fleece because hunters have sharp eyes for anything unusual and Dean has told him, "if I put on a coat, you put on a coat, if I'm in a t-shirt, don't be in a sweater"

and they visit Essie at the library even though she doesn't know how well she'll one day know them, and learn that her husband, still living, owns a music supply shop and plays trombone, his jazz group has a gig in town, and even though it's not Dean's scene him and Cas can toy with hands under the table in a dim-lit lounge and furtively abscond to the men's room and it's actually like a real life date

and I'm not going anywhere with this I just have known it all a long time and thought someone might like to picture it along with me

[medicus-mortem]

@afailedkingsheart gets a plotted starter.

   Law kicks aside a head that dares to roll to a stop at his feet. It yelps as it bounces away, the decapitated thug still alive despite being in pieces. He is one of the lucky ones. Not everyone here received the Surgeon of Death’s traumatic mercy. Many lay dead, their blood dripping from Kikoku’s blade. Law gives her a flick, the teenage captain shaking off the loose bits of ichor.

   His eyes narrow at her, jaw tight. He’d felt it, the way she changed the angle of his strikes. The way she turned slices meant to cripple into killing blows. Even in his anger he’d noticed her influence and though, in this moment, he did not care Law knows he needs to take control of that. Needs to be the master of his own sword. Just as he needs to be so many other things now and what really doesn’t help his situation are these pathetic meatheads not taking him seriously.

    Ah, but they are now. He can practically taste the fear in the air, mixing nicely with that metallic tang.

    Golden eyes turn to the last man still in one piece. He floats suspended in the air with Law’s will, unable to move inside the surgeon’s Room. The young captain watches him, gaze cold as he produces a cloth and wipes Kikoku’s blade clean. He shoves her back in her sheath, the sword’s job done. He doesn’t need her for this part. His own hands are enough.

   “Marvin, was it?” the boy asks, truly not caring who this guy is. He’s small fish compared to what Law wants. A stop on a long trip towards something greater. Necessary but ultimately unimportant. The guy appears to try to steel himself, drawing himself up as much as he can while floating in the air, but Law can still see the fear in those eyes.

   “I still got nothin’ to tell a snot nosed upstart like you,” the man grunts.

   Law’s fingers twitch, shoulders tensing. He lowers his head, hat shadowing his features as he takes a deep breath. His hand rises, gesturing to gently lower Marvin a little, just enough that his chest is at eye height. Then those fingers claw and Trafalgar Law plunges his hand into Marvin’s chest. He feels that beating heart in his palm quicken as he meets the man’s eyes.

   “You’re gonna wish you were more helpful soon enough,” Law snarls, fingers clenching.

[music-man75]

Music is my first love

Who hasn't made one of these?