i've been seeing some spoilers in the manga and i swear if anything happens to my mans i will have to buy a plane ticket and find oda and ragdoll his whole body
i don't wanna say goodbye, can't we just say goodnight? tell me how to change your mind over coffee at midnight.
coming home to water seven after what he did, it was the hardest thing he's done. seeing the people who had once trusted him look at him with such distaste, so much hatred, and he understood, he hated himself.
paulie was the one he went to the most after he came back, he didn't want to lose what they had, he wanted to repair what he could and work on their relationship once more. he knew it was going to take time, he knew it wasn't going to be fixed over night, but once he got the feeling that he could mend the broken pieces--he had hope again.
a hand would rest on the swordsman's shoulder, rubbing zoro's muscles to get out any kinks that would be there as he shook his head when questioned if he needed anything.
"just wanted to be close to you," is what he answered back. "you're getting better at what i taught you." he complimented, sure there was a lot to work on still, but zoro was still a novice when it came to yoga. in either case, he wanted to give zoro some praise for the work he was doing.
modern kaku working at his city's zoo, with the giraffe's to be specific. but he also has a parkour youtuber that he's regular at posting on. sure he might not have a lot of subscribers, but he's doing what he loves when he's not at work.
years of brainwashing, years of abuse being told that if he doesn't do things right, if he's not perfect, that he's worthless, that he'll be replaced with someone who could do better than him. it's made him the killer that he is, it's what made him into the man he has to look at in the mirror everyday and he hates himself for it.
he wants to be rid of his demons, but every time he looks at himself he knows there's no changing what he's done. every time he looks at his hands all he can see is the blood that he's shed for the world government.
so i’m seeing god/goddess au’s on my dash–or descendants of–and i just want to think kaku is the son of artemis, the goddess of the hunt/wild animals. i just want him to be someone who will try to keep all animals safe from poaching–but yet he does hunt(gotta eat somehow after all)
ears started to grow into those of a giraffe's as kaku listened to his surroundings. good, the voices of the marines were getting farther away, kaku could let down his guard a little bit as he turned back to the reindeer who was cowering away from him.
"trying to not get caught," he would answer chopper as the ears sinked back into his head, being replaced with his human ones.
chopper quickly covered his mouth with his little hooved hands. it was the only way to quieten himself. but after a moment he could move them away again without fear of let out another cry.
❝ what are you doing here?! ❞ he demanded, taking a step back.