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Sabo’s not being serious though he’s just forwarding from Garp (who is not being ironic) . But in all seriousness Sabo would probably say “GOOD MORNINGGGG” and scornfully demean Ace’s lack of energy and the fact that he said good morning at 1:37pm in the afternoon. Anyway, this continued for about 2 years before Ace realised he was not in the family group chat and was not receiving these from Garp anyway. Suddenly everything made sense.

you know when a man wakes up before you and kisses your head softly before carefully and quietly getting up as to not wake you? that man is nanami kento

good morning

I can only say these things to you while you're sleeping I hear the sounds of the morning creeping I lie awake and pretend you can hear me ♪

feat. @nolanel-corbeaux and @guillotine-of-the-snake

Hello from New Orleans!!!

I have so many cats I can't help but think how fl would sleep surrounded by them in the colds nights, all of them purring and snuggling closer to him while I cry in the corner because I just can't

cats and Foul Legacy are a match made in heaven ᵃˡˢᵒ ᶦᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿʸ ᵖʰᵒᵗᵒˢ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶜᵃᵗˢ ᶦ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ

but you see, Legacy wouldn't go to sleep unless you were there with him and the cats. if you're in a different room, he'll carefully remove all the cats piled on top of him and leave to search for you, peeking into your office with a curious trill. he wanders over to where you're sitting, working on some papers, gently tugging your sleeve until you look up and staring at you pitifully, letting out a small whine. you have to bite your tongue to stop yourself from laughing at the expression on his face, mournfully whimpering and nudging your back to urge you to your feet, but brightening the instant to rise to follow him. Legacy chitters and sweeps you into his arms, happily meandering down the hall until he reaches his nesting room, a cacophony of meows greeting the both of you as he walks in

he sets you down so gently, several cats making themselves at home on your lap as Legacy settles in beside you, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you close. the cats promptly swarm him, clambering onto his arms and snuggling against the nooks and crannies of your bodies. Legacy nuzzles his face against your neck, giving your fingers a few playful nibbles when you stroke his fluffy hair before sinking into the pillows with a rumbling sigh. a steady purr, from Foul Legacy and the cats, fills the room, multiple paws and claws gently kneading the blankets, the quilts, your legs. with a teasing smile you lean close and call Legacy your biggest, sweetest cat of all, and his crystalline eye glitters as he nudges his head underneath your chin, purring against your collarbone until it gradually tapers off, both of you falling into a sound, deep sleep in a pile of pillows and cats

We actually celebrate two of these already and I think with a little work we could probably get that up to four or five. Good Morning!!!

am I the only one who gets squicked out when people call Danielle Danny's daughter??? 🥲

its just.

that is a 14 year old child you're assigning parenthood to???

like I actually do think canon did one thing right: having Danny and Ellie's relationship be functionally "uuuuuuhhhh????? okay you can do your thing and. I will do mine. waaaaaay over there. see'ya cuz!" and then they both awkwardly dip out FAST

not because they don't have affection for each other! because they do! but one of them is a 14 year old kid, neck deep in hiding everything about himself from everyone except all of 3 people (also kids), who was just unwillingly cloned by his creep arch enemy-- and the other is a (???) 12 year old (??ig??) who may have only been around for a few months at best but is still functionally a 12 year old, FIERCELY independent, and just recently tried to murder the person she was cloned from-- then betrayed her dad-- then abruptly had nothing to her name, which also isn't even really hers--

I think they want to be friends-- family, even! but I also think they have ALOT of complicated Feelings about it. none of which touches on a "father-daughter dynamic"

Xavier: been awake?

Zayne: I'm available

Rafayel: good morning. You must spend time with me

wolqotd

Does your WoL keep all the disguises, outfits and other potential keepsake items that we get in the msq?

no but can you IMAGINE being Alecto???? You pick John Gaius and you give him the gift of necromancy, and he kills the entire earth. He kills you. And then he kills the rest of the solar system, and he takes a part of your soul. Except he loves you, so he brings you back to life. But he gives you the body of a hollywood hair barbie. You don’t know what the hell a hollywood hair barbie is, but it is now your body. You have blonde hair that nearly touches your feet and unsettling blue eyes that are much too big for your face. Your feet are misshapen, as they are meant only to fit into tiny plastic heels, and your limbs are too long for the rest of your body. You are a hideousness. You are the souls of every living being on earth, you are the earth itself, and yet you can’t even stand like a human. And now you are John’s cavalier. You had no say, but it doesn’t matter because you love him and he loves you. And John resurrects some of his friends, and you get along with some of them. Some of them hate you. But you swear an oath to Anastasia and her bloodline, and you feel pity for Samael, and you respect both Gideon and Pyrrha. The others find you unnatural. They say you cannot be human, that you are a monster. And then John, who you love, takes you to Anastasia’s place, and he says he is going to show you something beautiful. And because you love him, you follow him. And he lays you down on an altar, and he kills you. You try to say, I still love you, but you are cut off. When you finally wake up again, Samael is dead, as is Gideon, and Anastasia’s body is by the door. You swear fealty to her descendant, who then faints immediately. Pyrrha is there, but she cannot hear what you say. John’s daughter calls you a slut. You go to John, and you stab him in the chest, just as he did to you. And when he wakes, he does not even use your true name, he wakes up and he says, Annabel, good morning. Anyways. I have thoughts and feelings about Alecto.