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Ghosts
Your pain takes the shape of ghosts, haunting you, always there. No one would believe you if you told them, or understand even if they did. You don’t know how to make them go away, or what they want. They just follow you, casting shadows over all you do, being your fears and the embodiment of all you’ve lost or are afraid of losing.
They can’t touch you though… Can they?
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One Piece characters + original character art commissions requested by @writerinafoxhole
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HEY GUYS!
So I have set a new goal! In the spirit of the Christmas season I want to work towards a special gift! A couple months ago my girlfriend’s laptop gave out after getting a shitty virus. It’s made it pretty difficult for her to do things since we gotta keep sharing my latpop. Laptops aint CHEAP though so I ain’t just gonna ask for money. BUT I DO HAVE COMMISSIONS OPEN!! Of course If you can’t do that and would still like to help, my ko-fi is there as well!!
also my own keyboard is slowly dying and i need ta ship it back to be fixed so that would be nice to.
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HEY GUYS!
So I have set a new goal! In the spirit of the Christmas season I want to work towards a special gift! A couple months ago my girlfriend’s laptop gave out after getting a shitty virus. It’s made it pretty difficult for her to do things since we gotta keep sharing my latpop. Laptops aint CHEAP though so I ain’t just gonna ask for money. BUT I DO HAVE COMMISSIONS OPEN!! Of course If you can’t do that and would still like to help, my ko-fi is there as well!!
also my own keyboard is slowly dying and i need ta ship it back to be fixed so that would be nice to.
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Sabo and Koala’s English Voices!
I told you all Sabo’s dub voice was good!
I LO VE SABO’S ENGLISH VOICE SO F UCKING MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[ one day i’ll write on here i swear ]
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[ stardew valley multiplayer stole my kidney and the last four days of my life and i wish i could say it wasn’t worth it but FARMING guys, farming. ANYWAY, back now and ready to write ( and tackle the 11 asks that have been waiting for me — whoops ) ]
[ hell yeah-- out here farming and being gay ]
(( AYYYYY~~~
AAAYYYYYY WAS GOOD
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A part of him was tempted to record all of this. PROOF for later when Sabo inevitably forgot half of the night he had, because there was no way the hacker was going to believe any of Ace’s stories in the morning — not given the state he was in now. Honestly, it was a small miracle he had even gotten here, not to mention managing to actually break in to an apartment that was FAR more secure than anything else in this complex. Even drunk, Sabo was still a force to be reckoned with. Not that anyone would know that based off of how he was acting now, all clingy limbs and soft whines.
He was kinda cute.
Another soft laugh left him at Sabo’s weak attempt to drag him along with, smile exasperated but still FOND when he shook his head, stepping back to stare down at his wrecked form.
❝Yeah, yeah, I know. You’ll thank me for this later though.❞
It didn’t take long to retrieve a glass of cool water once he stepped away, returning with both that and a bowl ( just in case ). The glass he handed over immediately, the bowl set aside on the side table near him instead before Ace moved to take a seat on the edge of the coffee table, chin cradled in his hand and his elbow propped up on his knee when he leaned forward a little.
❝Drink all of that for me, will ya? Some food would probably help too, but I’m already a little worried that you’re gonna end up puking on my floor, so yeah… Maybe we’ll wait a little before that, huh?❞
Now that he was actually sitting down on the couch, he had to admit, it was incredibly ten times better than standing up, already losing the feeling in his legs. Even so, it wasn’t as nice without someone to hold on to, without Ace. “Meh” was his only response, a hand dismissively waved in his direction. He was fine. He was able to get here after all, so that had to count for something.
By the time Ace had returned his eyes were closed, only opening them again when the other spoke him, smile quick to bloom on his features just by the sight of him alone. Glass in hand, it took a little longer than necessary for him to actually drink anything, more interested in looking at freckled cheeks, and how he took a seat on the table, much too far from him.
“Oh I’m not hungry~ I had lots to eat befor--before coming here.” He responded, swaying with his movements a little as he brought himself into a sitting position before finally drinking some water. A pleased sigh followed after when he leaned back on the couch again, head tilted to the side a little and eyes a bit hazy when he continued to stare at him.
“Why do you have to sit all the way over there? Come join me” he said, patting the spot next to him.
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How much had he had? It was funny, yeah. Sabo was a lot clingier when he was drunk ( apparently ), his words slurred and skin running HOT. At the same time, how could he not be concerned. The hacker had said that it was for a party, but he still seemed a little far gone for something as simple as that. For a moment he worried about how Sabo had even gotten here. CORTANA probably — hopefully. At least that meant that he had been well enough to get up the stairs on his own. That was good.
A soft chuckle left the raven, fond disbelief at the tightened hold around him leading the male to roll his eyes and shift his weight again.
❝Sabo — we can’t stay like this forever, y’know. Standing. It’s way better if you sit down, an’ rest a little. Here — ❞ he shifted again, arms sliding down to the other’s hips. ❝ — let me just…❞
In an instant he hoisted him up, his hands steady, one at his rear and the other along Sabo’s back, only waiting a moment to make sure that the other wasn’t about to topple out of his arms before he carried the drunkard in the direction of the couch. After that it was just a matter of setting him down and working to detangle the mass of arms wrapped around his neck and waist.
❝Water first, alright? We can talk about more alcohol after you sober up.❞
“Hmm...I don’t know--I think we’re doing uh, purrty well if you ask me.” Though if he was honest, his legs had been screaming at him to sit down, lay down, go to bed and SLEEP. Yet another part of him thought the night was young and full of opportunities. Opportunities like visiting Ace and getting him to drink too.
Unprepared for what came next, a yelp left the drunken fool, eyes shooting open and hold instantly tightening when he was lifted off the ground. Slowly processing what just happened, he took one glance down at the ground that suddenly seemed way farther then before, a from quickly coming to his features as he slumped on the raven, a whine soon following
“Ugh, no put me dooown.” He HATED being carried around. Luckily the ride didn’t last long and he was placed on the couch, attempting and undoubtedly failing to tug the male closer, left to just lean back on the couch, already sliding down a little off the furniture.
“Boooo-- No fun.”
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Even with the scent of alcohol, being this close to the blond was nice. He was warm too, warmer than usual, but that’s the effect alcohol tended to have. Still, even with how FAMILIAR Ace was with the effects of alcohol, in the time since Sabo had been back, he wasn’t sure he had ever seen him like this. It was a little concerning, but more than that, it was AMUSING.
A soft snicker was breathed into blond curls, one hand aimlessly rubbing at the blond’s back when he nuzzled into his hair in return, smile brushed against his head and his cheek once Sabo shifted more. ❝You should have, but I’m pretty sure you had enough for both of us, huh?❞ He pressed his cheek gently against the blond’s feeling the heat radiate off of him, hum small, thoughtful as he shifted slightly to secure his grip around the male. In this state, he wouldn’t put it past the blond to fall and that wasn’t likely to help his current state. Maybe it would be better if he sat down instead?
❝Couch is a little behind you, Sabo. Think you can make it there? You need a glass of water or anythin’?❞
It wasn’t often that Sabo got to drink. And usually if he did, it was in the comfort of his own home, most of the times alone. But now--now he was back in the city, back with Ace, and now he could come over whenever he drank! Spend some quality time with him loving brother. “Hmmmm~ totally” his voice slurred, and while something like this, so close as they were, should be leaving him flustered and at a loss for words, all Sabo could feel was content and happiness and a need to press closer and never let go.
A soft hum left he blond, eyes falling closed when he tightened his hold a little more, pressing his face into his shoulder a little more, and allowing some of his weight to shift onto Ace. “Hnn no, waaay too far. Here is good. Absolutely...hmm perfect--but if you’re offering drinks, I could go for another ruhm...rum. Yeah. You got rum?”
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Loѕт Iɴ Tιмe || gapped-toothed-dreamer & condemnedbysunset
There was no guarantee that whatever was beyond this wall was better than where he currently was, but anywhere out of this strange city seemed a better alternative right now, especially with some asshole chasing after him. Though, by now Ace was sure to have ditched him. Still, climbing a wall was a little different than the TREES he was used to, eyes roving over the sheer surface again even as he raced forward, small footsteps pounding against the ground. Hands outstretched, his feet met with the wall first, scrambling a little further upwards before his hands moved to claw into the stone surface, catching at a small handhold.
And just as suddenly, his taste of victory was torn away – as was he.
Shock set in first, a flicker of that panic from earlier back to thrum to through his veins and set his heart upon a frantic pace. It didn’t take long to place the arms around him though, the voice what chased away the hardest edge of fear to replace it in anger. He SNARLED, the same hands used to grasp at the wall now turned onto the blond’s arms when he scratched his dull nails in as deep as he could, feet lashing out as well to kick whatever he could connect with.
❝Let go of me!❞
With a sigh of relief, he straightened himself up, not in the least beat surprised when the child began to frantically kick about. Typical of him. His grip was firm around him, assure that he wouldn’t escape though not hard enough where it would render him breathless. The snarling hardly affected him, and the nails that scratched at his arms were only felt slightly through the thick fabric of his coat.
Any other normal person wouldn’t be able to hold him down so easily, yet Sabo was always up there with Ace, the raven always just that bit stronger than him. But like this, Ace young and small, Sabo was no doubt the stronger of the two. Shifting him carefully in his hold, he left one arm wrapped around his waist, the other traveling up to rest on the back of his head as he pulled him in closer into his shoulder.
“I almost forgot how much of a hassle you were--can you please just...calm down for a moment--I-it’s me, Sabo.”
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DEFENSIVENESS :
arms crossed on chest • crossing legs • fist - like gestures • pointing index finger • karate chops • the fig leaf position.
REFLECTIVE :
hand - to - face gestures • head tilted • stroking chin • peering over glasses • taking glasses off— cleaning • putting earpiece of glasses in mouth • pipe smoker gestures • putting hand to bridge of nose.
SUSPICION :
arms crossed • sideways glance • touching or rubbing nose • rubbing eyes.
OPENNESS & COOPERATION :
open hands • upper body in sprinters position • sitting on edge of chair • hand - to - face gestures • unbuttoned coat • tilted head.
CONFIDENCE :
hands behind back • hands on lapels of coat • steepled hands.
INSECURITY & ANXIETY :
chewing pen or pencil • rubbing thumb over opposite thumb • biting fingernails • hands in pockets • elbow bent / closed gestures • clearing throat • “ whew ” sound • picking or pinching flesh • fidgeting in chair • hand covering mouth whilst speaking • poor eye contact • tugging at pants whilst seated • jingling money in pockets • tugging at ear • perspiring hands •playing with hair • swaying • playing with pointer / marker • smacking lips •sighing.
FRUSTRATION :
short breaths • “ tsk ” sound • tightly clenched hands • fist - like gestures • pointing index finger • rubbing hand through hair • rubbing back of neck.
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She froze at his question, it made her think for a moment. He sounded right, it was just a word. The only thing stopping people from saying it was how others would react…
“Because I want to be able to get away with stuff without the adults suspecting it was me.” She answers him truthfully not seeing a reason to hide it from him.
Some would say if they knew Koala’s true nature she was a little devil with the mask of an angle. She was tired of having to take orders, to listen to people. So of course, she’d find a way around it, to make doing what she wanted easier to achieve.
Checkmate. Whose to decide which words are bad or not? Of course there are some things that aren’t...very pleasant. But something like fuck or shit--Didn’t seem like a big deal to him whether a kid said it or not, although maybe that was because he was a kid--It didn’t matter!
At her reasoning, those sparks of brief anger fizzled out, a glint of mischief crossing ocean when he released her wrists to cross his arms over his chest, gapped toothed grin wide and bright when he stared at her.
“Aah I see~ truly living up to the revolutionary name i see”