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darkmatter-nebula · 1 year

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Colli and his siblings do the bean bozled challenge.

Hi! Thanks for the request!

I had to look it up first, since I have never heard of it before, lol.

Drabble: The Jelly Beans

It was a quiet afternoon in Gravesfield. A certain celestial boy with incredible fluffy lavender hair and a kind heart was spending spending some time with his beloved siblings at the Noceda Household. King suggested a little challenge.

It was called 'Bean Boozled Challenge'. Colli was the first one to try. One jelly bean was sweet, the other was very bitter! Colli's disgusted expression was absolutely adorable! Hunter had to hold himself back not to make an embarrassing noise of adoration.

Luz was cooing, same for Vee. As for King, the young Titan couldn't help but chuckle.

The End

#lost root access #the collector #king clawthorne #hunter #clawthorne brothers #luz noceda #vee #fanfic

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suraiyas-blog · 2 years

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#digital art #artists on tumblr #aesthetic #plus ça change plus c'est la même chose #poem #delusional #soulful #lost root access #there is absolutely nothing lonelier

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thelifeasiestblogs · 2 years

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No matter how short or long your journey to your accomplishment is, if you don't begin you can't get there. Beginning is difficult, but unavoidable!

#beautiful quote #lifecoach #daily life #thor love and thunder #lost root access #longterm #explore #ebayseller #entertainment #enthusiasm #sayings #kinda sad

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mystudy-journey · 2 years

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Y'all have skin care routine uske guys I have a lots of acne but still trying to fix them with remedies it get lessen but they are not going so beautiful spill ur skin care routine if ur boy do ur too cause boys have good skin too

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eaccountancy · 2 years

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#account #education #technical #gst #gst billing software #gst filing #gst tax #rajasthan #c #p #accessories #lost root access #accident #accepted #tops #accuracy #accessory

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poetmm · 2 years

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We are so used to

Calling ourselves

unique…

We forget

How alike

We all are

#humanity #lost root access

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neioo · 1 year

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#after years ive effectively turned off my hetalia brain rot and now i have to root into my brain to turn it back on for a hot sec #to write this fic huh #also i dont have access to my university's library anymore so that sucks #and i lost access to my grandfathered jstor account like bro #anyway i have an idea so hashtag. welcoming prussia back into my thoughts it's been a while bro #miscellaneous #okay back to work lmfao #see ya with this idea in the summer

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acerikus · 2 years

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Secondhand embarrassment for ppl so angry about others saying 'prev tags' in the tags tbh

Those threads where people are all saying 'prev tags' but the previous tags are also just that and you have to go back like 30 times? Yeah those deserve to be dropkicked to death, but if they're genuinely just talking about the tags in the reblog before? It's not that deep. Maybe they just wanted to quietly enjoy/agree with the tags without making the subject a core part of the post like screenshotting would.

#ppl on this site get so angry at the stupidest things and i just????!#like i saw one claiming it's not as accessible or that the tags are lost forever if someone deactivates and i just...#not everything NEEDS to be around forever. i don't need every convo I've ever had with a friend archived up and preserved forever y'know?#the internet has eaten ppl's brains a little i think... archival is important but ppl don't say prev tags bc they want the world to see.#it's an in the moment thing to show the last person they agree quietly without putting their tags on blast #and for the ppl who follow them to see in the moment. if it's months old and the previous blogger deleted then guess what?#those tags weren't for you anyway. tumblr was always cool for letting ppl quietly appreciate things with tags without it being a big deal #like replies and reblog additions are... y'all getting mad at ppl not screenshotting are the ones REALLY forgetting the roots of this site.#like seriously. this is probably the only social media left that you could even do this on and it's silly to be so mad

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mncxbe · 2 months

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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭...

ೀ๋࣭ ⭑𝒄𝒘: pwp, needy/pervy? men, backseat activities, creampie, pet names, not proofread

the 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲, 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 who watch you from the distance, not daring to interact with you in any way. their life is messy, dangerous– violence and death leaving no space for love. and even if he could afford such mundane affections, an angel like you would never turn their gaze on them, right?

well, that's what he thought until you hit him up. walking up behind him and tapping his shoulder with the most innocent smile plastered on your pretty face. "Hey there, stranger. You look a little lost" it's all you say, your voice barely audible over the loud music and chatter in the bar. he thinks you look prettier up close and finds himself unable to reply with any witty or flirty remark. "Not really, it's just not a place I usually go to".

'stupid idiot–' it's all he can say to himself, the fear of coming across as uninterested and pushing you away rooted deep in his bones. but his comment only makes your smile widen. you lean in and he feels his cock straining his pants when you brush your fingertips against his thigh, moving them upwards, tempting him "Then why don't we go somewhere more comfortable for both of us?"

That's how you ended up in the backseat of his car with his hand cupping your panty clad ass "Please baby take 'em off for me, will you?" he pleads and you indulge him, sliding off the lace trimmed panties to grant him access to your cunt before climbing back on his lap.

It feels good, too good, the way you grind on his hand– his fingertips shoved snugly against your sweet spot, causing moans and mewls to spill from your glossy lips as your hands find his belt, skillfully unbuckling it. his cock slides inside you easily, stretching your gummy walls and fuck– you feel just like he imagined.

it doesn't take too long for the windows to fog up– not when he's messily bucking his hips to meet your grinds, panting like he'd just run a marathon. "that's it pretty girl just keep bouncing on me ah fuck— feels too good. y'er sqeezing me so tight–" he whines between shallow breaths, completely lost in the feeling of your walls clamping down on him. he never thought a man like him would ever reach heaven but there he is, buried deep inside your pretty little cunt.

he's not used to the pleasure, really, so it doesn't take him long to reach his high. an unfamiliar warmth pools in his core, making him feel dizzy. he closes his eyes and doesn't even realize that his hands are fiercely squeezing your hips– keeping you nice and steady as he ruts inside you, his leaking tip hitting your sweet spot with each thrust. "fuck, fuck, fuck baby 'm close" he groans and it's like music to your ears.

the feeling is overwhelming, so many emotions swirling inside him all at once– it's like you dug deep inside his soul and opened Pandora's box. guilt, need, shame, bliss, adoration. if it weren't for the tears spilling from his eyes you wouldn't be aware of the effect you had on him.

you smile and gently wipe his tears away, placing little kisses on his cheeks as you cup his face with your hands, encouraging him to keep going "make yourself feel good for me, okay? you deserve it you're doing good. c'mon cum for me, handsome"

and he does— and it feels like heaven. his vision blurs as his cum spurts inside you, painting your gummy walls white. it takes him a while to regain his breath and composure, but even when his calm-and-collected mask is back on the grip on your hips doesn't falter. he keeps himself sheathed inside you as you lean against him, your combined juices leaking down to his base.

"so..." you eventually speak up, your face still buried in the crook of his neck. "you feeling better now?" he only hums for lack of a better response, kissing the crown of your head and wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you flush against his chest. he can't bring himself to tell you he's afraid to let you go, that he wants to stay like this for one more minute– to indulge himself the pleasure and comfort of normality and intimacy. because in the end he's still a stranger to you. still... things may change between you and this luxury he rarely affords could become part of his routine– if you want that too. for now he can only hope for something more and let the rough edges of his soul soften up in your embrace.

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈•ﾟ｡𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: 𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐈, 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐔𝐘𝐀, 𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀, 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐎, 𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀, 𝐀𝐊𝐈, (𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫) 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐄 ｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈•ﾟ｡

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inbarfink · 7 months

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Part of Fionna’s frustrations with Mundanewold were subconscious longings for her old life of magical adventure, but a lot of her problems tied more into deeply-rooted issues of monotony and a feeling like she can't do anything to change her lot in life and like her actions don’t matter.

And it does seem like Fionna and Friends’ lives have been kinda Stuck in a Rut - especially when you compare the way their lives parallel and diverge from their Mainworld counterparts. Most of the differences are... rather than just different choices diverging into different arcs - it’s the same arc, but the Fionnaworld characters are just stuck behind.

Fionna is still reeling from the breakup with DJ Flame and only met Hunter at the very day our story starts. Marshall Lee has more Unresolved Issues with his mom compared to Marceline and her dad. He and Gumball haven’t even met yet. Not to mention the Mundaneworld-specific problems like Fionna being unable to hold a steady job or Gary eternally spinning his wheels about opening his own bakery.

Fionna thought she wanted a world of magic, but while the added bits of strangeness and whimsy to Fionnaworld by the end of the show are certainly a cool fun bonus (and Cake is surely thankful to have the ability to freely think and speak her mind and stretch) - what Fionna and friends were really missing was a world where their actions matter, where things change, where they are real.

And especially important for Fionna and Cake to admit it, because handling the fact their actions have consequences has been a huge part of both of their character arcs. For Cake it was all about getting used to the fact that her newfound human-like sapience means being measured against human-like morality. For Fionna it's about not comparing everything in her life to video games and thinking through her actions at least a little bit.

Consequences are the thing Fionna and Cake struggled with the most, but it was what they were missing all along.

Now this seems to be, like, an actual metaphysical thing. I mean, the show hasn’t gone super into detail of how Fionnaworld worked but it does seem like Prismo’s stories had an active role in moving the events of the World forwards, possibly using the same event-manipulating-Magic that make sure his Wishes have that Obligatory Ironic Twists?

And once Ice King turned back to Simon, Prismo lost all ability to observe or create stories for Fionnaworld. And what happens to characters of a story once the writer can’t access their external hard-drive anymore? They just sorta get stuck. Moving their own lives forwards without Prismo’s stories is just a lot harder.

And if there is some sort of force in control behind the scenes of Fionnaworld at the start of the series, it’s only Simon’s subconscious - a fact F&C alludes to numerous times

And at the start of the show, how was Simon’s feeling about his own life?

In addition to Simon’s longing and memories for the pre-War world shaping the exact form of Fionna’s nonmagical world, perhaps his feelings of ennui and depression and helplessness have also subtly ‘infected’ this world?

It is perhaps not a coincidence that Marshall Lee and Gary Prince’s storyline only starts moving forwards after Simon embarks on the adventure and starts climbing out of his mental rock bottom. When things seem to move forwards for him as well.

As such, ‘Canonizing’ Fionnaworld solves more of Fionna’s problems much more than simply making it as magical as Ooo but keeping it as a tiny hidden bubble in someone's dome. It ensures the World’s inhabitants’ free will and agency and ability to enact change on the status quo with no need for Prismo’s stories or being dependent on the still-kinda-shaky mental health of Simon Petrikov. Thus giving them a world where everything matters and things can always change.

But also there's a psychological element for the Fionnaworld protagonists. You know, the reason why Fionna is stuck in her rut is because she’s too impulsive and careless. Gary is too perfectionist. Marshall never had someone who would stand up to him against his mom.

Fionna’s whole arc in the show is about learning to be more thoughtful and careful and considerate through her Multiverse Adventure. While Gary and Marshall Lee find release from the thing holding them back within Fionnaworld, with each other.

‘Canonizing’ Fionnaworld is like... half actively altering their world into a ‘real’ one where change is possible, or at least easier - and half about an affirmation that their world was always real because change is about them outgrowing their personal issues (and also, y’know, about protecting their universe from the spiteful Beetle Cop).

And with how Fionna used to feel ‘trapped’ in the City, with nowhere to go and nothing to do - there is another change in Fionnaworld as a result of ‘canonization’ that feels very notable.

I’m not entirely sure, but from Scarab's dialogue it seems likely that becoming a ‘real’ authorized universe just kinda manifested a whole planet and universe beyond the borders of the small existing Fionnaworld. Although I guess it's also possible that the process of repairing the existing city they found a way to expand it gradually - maybe it doesn’t matter as much as the fact that either way, Fionna’s horizons have been literally expanded.

So you know, if she ever gets that thirst for adventure again... she actually has a Whole New World to travel and explore, it might not have (a lot of) magic but... she already heard Simon's stories of his adventures in a similar low-Magic world. It's a totally viable outlet for her.

What Fionna really needed to find the joy in her life is to be Real - to know that her actions have consequences for ill and for good. Because sometimes an adventure looks like saving a Prince of candy from an evil Ice Witch, or going on a multiverse journey to uncover a cursed Magic Crown… but it can also look like backpacking through Europe or campaigning against your evil landlady.

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stvharrngton · 7 months

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kinktober: day three

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

kink: hair pulling

warnings: smut, 18+ minors dni, oral (f receiving), hair pulling, slightly dom!reader and sub!steve

word count: 0.9k

taglist: @inkluvs @dukesmebby @sweetbabygirlsworld @kennedy-brooke @gvf23 @nix-rose

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

Steve swore you did it on purpose.

He swore that you wore that skimpy little skirt that barely covered your ass on your date only to tease him. The pleats of the white pleats so innocently tickling your bare thighs, the doughy flesh so soft and inviting. He tried to stop his eyes from wandering every five minutes, soon realising that he was no better than any other sleazy guy, but it was no use.

He told you no less on the drive back to his apartment, leaned over the centre console and whispered right in your ear that you’d been driving him crazy all night, that he couldn’t wait to get you home and get between your legs, in a few words or less.

You found yourself pressed up against the wall of Steve’s living room, curtains still wide open from before he left, the glow of the moon illuminating your skin in a white light. His soft lips kissing over any exposed skin he could find; your neck, your collarbone, your cleavage.

Hands clutching at Steve’s broad shoulders, you gently pushed the boy until he was on his knees before you. He blinked up at you, all wide eyed and feverish, his pretty pink lips parted ever so slightly. Steve’s large hands gripped your thighs before he soon got the hint, reaching up to pull your panties down until they pooled at your ankles.

Threading your fingers through his soft chestnut locks, your eyes fluttered closed as Steve pressed a sweet kiss to the apex of your thighs, urging you to spread your legs a little farther, granting him access to what he really wanted. Steve licked a flat stripe up your pussy, before settling for kitten licks on your throbbing clit.

A pretty little moan escaped your lips, your free hand travelling up your stomach until it settled on your chest, squeezing and groping at your still clothed tits, the other remained rooted in Steve’s hair. You loved the feeling of the boy’s hair beneath your fingertips, his soft tresses giving you something to tug on from time to time when you got between the sheets.

“Fuck,” you mewled, eyes rolling to the back of your head as Steve continued to lick at you. Tongue swirling and sucking in all the right places, making the most obscene noises that were mixed with your whines and whimpers.

Steve hummed against you, his eyes trained on your expression above him. Steve was good at giving head, was good at eating you out, knew everything you liked and exactly how you liked it. But that never stopped him from marvelling at the pleasure he was able to give you.

Before long you had freed your tits from their confines, bra and top shoved down messily, your finger and thumb tweaking your own nipple. You were lost in the way Steve was making you feel, your skin hot and buzzing, your head dizzy, the only thoughts in your head revolved around Steve and his tongue.

Steve wrapped his lips around your clit now, lips sucking harshly on the sweet little bud. “Oh, Stevie,” you cried out, tugging at his hair harshly.

He groaned wildly below you, eyes squeezing shut as Steve dug his fingers into your thighs. Your eyes shot open at the noise, worrying you’d hurt him, your gaze flitting down to where Steve was eating your pussy with more enthusiasm than ever before.

As if a switch flicked in your brain, you tugged on Steve’s hair again as you rutted your hips back and forth, grinding your cunt on Steve’s mouth. The pressure building in your lower stomach as the metaphorical coil tightened.

“Fuck,” you moaned, placing your one leg over Steve’s shoulder, the boy’s eyes blown out at your movements, “love using you like this, Stevie. Love rubbing my wet little pussy on your mouth ‘til I’m cumming.”

Steve’s lashes fluttered, heat rising to his cheeks as his eyes rolled back. His skin is painted with a pink flush, his mouth and chin messy with your juices. He groaned into your cunt, the vibrations sending a shiver down your spine.

You mewled above him, your hips rocking against his mouth, “Makin’ me feel so fuckin’ good,” you whined, nails raking over his scalp as you tugged at the strands once more, the boy whimpering into your pussy, “you like that, huh, Stevie?”

He nodded as best he could, his cock straining and aching so hard against his jeans, doing everything in his power not to think about how he needed to sink into you so badly, lest he would bust right there in his jeans.

“Shit,” the word came out as a strangled moan, your orgasm creeping up on you quickly, “‘m gonna cum, gonna cum all over your mouth an- and then take you upstairs and, fuck, just like that, milk your cock for everything it’s got.”

The tip of his nose stroked your clit with every roll of your hips, the sight below you of his wild hair and warm brown eyes boring into your own gleefully pushed you over the edge. You writhed above him, your head thrown back against the wall and you mumbled and whined a mix of moans and incoherent babble. Steve kept licking and sucking at you until you couldn’t take anymore, gently pushing him to sit back on his hunches.

Your chest rose and fell quickly as you tried to catch your breath, your legs still wobbly as you leaned against the wall for purchase. You soon found enough strength to lean down to Steve’s level, taking his chin between your finger and thumb as you kissed him hotly, collecting your own orgasm from his lips.

“Y’gonna take me to bed, Stevie?” you whispered against the boys lips, before sauntering up the stairs, looking back at your boyfriend who you left dumbfounded on the living room floor.

#steve harrington #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington oneshot #kinktober2023 #k.fic

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csmiclxtte · 2 months

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Solar Return Observation (Saturn Edition)

Saturn in 6H being more responsible in your day-to-day life. Sometimes you feel like you have to drag yourself to do the simplest thing. The year when you may start living alone (like literally alone, no friends, relatives, etc). Difficulty in getting a job, or the year when you work for a role which doesn't fit your expectation. Maybe even being responsible of animals, pets, health, coworkers, etc. An overall dreaded feeling in day-to-day. The beauty of this placement is that it reminds you to cherish the most basic thing in your life, like stuff that you may took for granted before.

Saturn in 9H can literally mean facing obstacles in higher education. The experiment may failed, the data may be missing, the theory may be wrong. The people you're working with can be difficult. Since Saturn demands effort, you have to be disciplined and work consistently to finish all that has been started. A lot of philosophical or theoretical contemplation. Also challenges while living abroad, or having responsibilities in foreign country.

Saturn in 11H feeling of unbelonging, lost of community, feeling of isolation and loneliness. Almost like you have lost your tribe, feeling of not fitting in places. The placement overlay to your natal placement may give out the main reason of this event. (e.g. SR Saturn in Natal 4th house may feel like they did not belong because of how the new places is so different from where they came from, you may be put in new situation which lack of familiarity with your roots. SR Saturn in Natal 6th house may feel isolated in day-to-day life, or because of health matter).

The sign of Saturn is how you can adjust to the challenge

Saturn in Sagittarius needs you to be open-minded to new cultures and people who are not familiar to your background. You may need to be more extroverted too. Keep an open-mind, be receptive of people's opinion, being more optimistic. Religion or beliefs may help you to go through the challenge.

Saturn in Aquarius ngl with this placement I kind of resorted to online activity more lmao. The internet kinda helps, literally. Use the internet for the goods. Use it to educate you, to make friends, and to unleash your creativity. Technology is there to benefit you. Aquarius also speaks about embracing your unique self, networking, and taking part in your environment/community.

Saturn in Pisces this placement puts you in situation that exercise your empathy. Use your intuition, your feelings. Get in tune with your spiritual sides. Saturn asks you to be giving, give out unconditional love, but also do not forget your boundary. You can be kind, but don't lose yourself for other people.

Saturn Retrograde is the time when it gets especially difficult for you to change the situation. You may not realize that you've made it or you've nailed the lesson. A lot of times, Retrograde Saturn cues more to internal work. Your situation may not changed drastically, but your mind learned something. It feels like a very personal journey. A private experience, which no one would understand but yourself. It is exclusively accessible for you and you only. So yes, expect a reconstruction of your inner framework. It can also be frustrating because you can't just "show" people that you've learned Saturn's lesson. However, trust the process. The change does show in your action, your mindset, and even your heart.

Thank you for reading

#solar return #sr chart #solar return chart #solar return observation #solar return notes #astrology #astro notes #astrology notes #saturn #solar return saturn #saturn astrology

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thelifeasiestblogs · 2 years

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Caterpillar have to go through many difficulties to fly like a butterfly ...so as human too...

#daily life #growing #love island #journey #longterm #bestseller #lost root access #motivation

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eaccountancy · 2 years

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chromatic-lamina · 3 months

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I know that fandom often clowns on this statement

from Law (about needing to take down monsters to learn about history), taking it as proof that he's somehow not fighting for freedom or that

freedom of expression is not something important that has been sanctified ratified in the Universal Declaration of Human Rights:

Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media and regardless of frontiers. (Article 19)

But that it is instead some nerdish pastime that no other character in One Piece or the real world is invested in (WG or otherwise) for obvious reasons of power, politics and freedom/repression.

But there are governments and organisations that regularly suppress this kind of expression (in One Piece and the real world--no surprise):

There are governments and organisations that fear the pursuit of knowledge:

Partial SBS: Volume 86: Pedro led the Nox expedition party who were chased by the government for searching for poneglyphs, thus they became the Nox Pirates. That's a story from about 15 years ago.

And there are governments and organisations that penalise people by taking their lives

for seeking out knowledge. 👆👇

From Clover,

to Nico Olvia,

to Rayleigh,

to

(Egghead Arc spoilers under the cut)

to Pedro,

to the giants (👇 read right to left),

to Vegapunk

the power and desire to learn about history is emphasised and

honoured,

(from chapter 396 👆)

(from chapter 1066 👆)

and also acknowledged as a very dangerous undertaking.

And even Cora talks to Law about

the meaning behind the Will of D. not being lost, BUT "living on in the dark shadows of history around the world" (it's not easily seen either).

Like, knowing history and access to history/knowledge is one of the main themes of the manga. And Big Mom is a monster. And the World Government is a repressive monolith. And this guy (guy?) 👇:

nuking places and people for not toeing the line, or for knowing too much; riddled with antipathy towards holders of the Will of D. and, with Artur's (Library of Ohara) claim (among others) that the ancient immense kingdom was formed by descendants of the D. clan (which is canon)—

—then wouldn't you too be curious and more than a little pissed off that your curiosity could be the catalyst for persecution and genocide?

That searching for identity, roots...your reason for being, is not allowed? (Sound familiar?)

Like, those scholarly waters are nothing if not shark-infested.

Ultimately the pen (Robin's ability to read the poneglyphs, the scholars' meticulous research) probably will be mightier than the sword, and although bureaucracy can entrap, knowing how to read between the lines, or even to read them, can loosen the ties that bind, and help ensure they are not unfairly cast.

Keep fighting to study history, Law. I too want to know about the Will of D.

#one piece #trafalgar law #nico robin #nico olvia #void century #will of d #professor clover #pedro one piece #jaguar d. saul #keep studying history babe #imu #one piece spoilers #egghead arc spoilers #chromameta #chromalami #one piece meta #opmeta #op meta

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brewed-pangolin · 4 months

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Inspired by your thoughts on tea, since we know Soap makes fun of Ghost during the Alone mission for asking for a cuppa... do you think Soap would make tea for his wife? Tease her about it but always make sure her favored brand is in the pantry?

Umm...I might have gone a little overboard with this. Oopsies. (But I loved it so much!!)

Johnny would absolutely tease his love for your certain affection and acquired tastes towards tea.

Always muttering little quips under his breath as you meticulously scrutinize the herbal tea aisle of the grocery store for the better part of half an hour.

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"Steamin Jesus, gonnae be growin' roots inta th'floor if this takes any longer."

You roll your eyes at him. Too lost in mulling over whether to go with the tried and true chamomile tea bags you've been using for years, or venture out and take a chance on the loose tea you've been reading so much about.

You decide, after much internal deliberation, to go with both.

Once at the checkout lane, you survey the ever growing line of products and can't help but notice that two of your newly cherished items seemed to have miraculously disappeared.

"What's th' bloody difference?" Soap's sudden interjection pulls your eyes towards him. Holding both boxes in his hands, eyes shifting back and forth to give each parcel a quick yet thorough inspection.

"Th's ones tea in a bag. And th's ones loose. So what, ones caged and th'others free range?"

"It's basic chemistry, smartass," you snap back. Snatching both boxes out of his hands, adding them back to the line along the grocery belt.

"You should know something about that, Soap. Being a demolitions expert and all."

"Aye, I am. Rarely havin' to deal wit botanicals though, sweetheart."

An amused sigh escapes your lips, shaking your head as you point to each box and explain in lamens' terms the difference to the ill educated Scot.

"Tea bags are good for quick steaps, inexpensive and easily accessible. But they also grow bitter quickly, are only good for one-time use, and generally have one dominant aromatic note."

You give him pause, narrowing your eyes and gander whether he's understanding your descriptive breakdown or altogether lost like a deer in headlights. His cocked eyebrow indicates the former, allowing you to continue.

"Loose tea has numerous aromatic tones, a longer shelf life, greater variety, and one scoop can be brewed multiple times. Yes, they're quite a bit more expensive and take longer to steap, but the pros outweigh the cons pretty unanimously."

"So why ya buyin' both then, bonnie?"

"The same reason you buy two bottles of the same whisky? One single malt and the other blended. Different brewing styles bring out different keynotes in taste. It's simple chemistry and, why are you looking at me like that?"

You question abruptly. His cerulean eyes gazing upon you with the warmth of a summer's dawn. And carrying with it a smile that would make any young mare weak and tremble at the knees.

"Yer so fuckin' cute when ya go on a tangent like that, bonnie. Cannae help but get lost in ya," he whispers. His thumb gently wrapping around the curve of your chin as he leisurely closes the distance between you.

"Um. Excuse me?"

A sudden, unfamiliar voice tears you both out of your enchanting eye lock, forcing you to break from his gaze and focus on the somewhat embarrassed expression of the young cashier.

"That'll be $78.95, ma'am."

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Not even two months later, you turned John MacTavish into a class act tea brewing connoisseur. Something about the chemical intricacies of it seemed to pull at the explosive alchemy that flowed so easily within his mind.

Boiling the water to the perfect alloted time and temperature. Pouring it carefully over the filled infuser that he measured out like an artisanly skilled brewer. He even had an app that would indicate the steeping time for each distinct batch of tea leaves.

And as he brought the expertly steeped brew up to you in bed, you couldn't help but give yourself a theoretical pat on the back to turning the once tea scoffing Scot into a true master brewer.

"Simon would be proud, John." You teased, bringing the porcelain rim of elegantly decorated cup to your lip.

And Soap answered first with a icy glare, followed quickly by his typical brogish banter.

"Donnae fuckin' dare, lass."

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