DAY 4: A Good Night's Sleep
Law can't escape, even in his dreams. Especially in his dreams.
You know those games where you hit the ball around to get it to the finish line? Law is the ball. Trigger Warnings : - Implied Character Death - Graphic Description of Corpses - Maggot - Blood and Gore - Psychological Horror - Implied Genocide Nothing is graphic except the description of the corpses but it's definitely there. Feel free to let me know if I missed anything. Fandom : One Piece Character(s) : Trafalgar D. Water Law Words Count : 962 No. 4: HALLUCINATIONS Hypnosis | Sensory Deprivation | “You're still alive in my head.” (Billy Lockett, More)
Law ran and ran, but he couldn't escape. The white stretched everywhere, on the buildings, on the trees, on the people . The cold air bit his skin viciously and his ragged breathing formed condensation in the air.
The smoke morphed before his eyes, winding and wrapping all around him. The smell of smoke and burning flesh hit his nose and Law doubled over to vomit.
He was so hot, his skin was clammy and he felt like he was suffocating in his heavy black feather coat. The coat swallowed him up completely, almost suffocating him and Law wondered when it had arrived on his shoulders. It must have been Cora-san who had put it there. But where was Cora-san?
The smoke thickened, taking on the appearance of crows with bloody feathers. Drops of blood fell onto the pristine snow. White. Red. Black. Law’s head kept spinning.
Where was Cora-san?
If they didn't hurry up, Doflamingo would catch up with them.
(Doflamingo had already caught up with them.)
(Cora-san was dead.)
Law looked up at the sky. The stars shone brightly in the dark night, incandescent and untouchable. (How could he see them through the smoke?) A star grew in the sky, grew and grew until Law could see only it, until his retina burned in his eyeballs.
Strings of gold descended from the heavens, like the will of a vengeful god (run Law, run), and fell to the earth with all the force of a meteor. The ground shook and Law fell into the bloody snow.
The threads streaked the sky by the thousands until Law could no longer see the stars, trapping him in the White City. (City of the Dead, City of Angels)
A birdcage.
(Doflamingo was there.)
(Run, Law, Run.)
The blood-stained raven croaked, a cruel, bitter laugh. Law wept with it. His tears felt like stardrops, burning against his cheeks.
Law began to run again. The white continued to advance, marking his skin and seeping into his body, all the way to his lungs. Soon, the white would swallow him whole until nothing remained of him but a bloodstain on the snow.
A weight fell on his back, sending him to the ground and snow poured into his mouth. Law tried to swim through the mass that clung to his skin like blood, but chains around his feet pulled him deeper into the earth.
Law screamed. But no one heard him.
The pressure on his back grew more intense and when Law opened his eyes again, Lammy's lifeless eyes were staring at him. Law was drowning in a sea of severed limbs and rotting flesh. Bones sticking out in all the wrong directions, teeth falling out of twisted smiles. Gaunt skin covered in white spots.
The white had caught up with him.
(Dead. Everyone was dead.)
Law was the only survivor.
“See? There is no despair in this world. Someone will probably come and give you a helping hand.”
A maggot crawled out of Lammy's eye and into Law's ear.
But he couldn't scream.
(But he couldn't cry.)
If he screamed, the Navy would find him and kill him.
(If he cried, Doflamingo would find him and kill him.)
It was his only way to leave Flevance alive.
(It was his only way to leave Minion Island alive.)
A skeletal hand placed itself over his hand and mouth, preventing him from screaming. Terrified, Law followed the arm with his eyes, barely daring to move or breathe. Cora-san smiled at him, blood running from his nose and a broken tooth.
“I’ll die smiling! Because if you ever think of me, I want you to remember my smile.”
Cora-san's coat spontaneously caught fire. As usual, Cora-san didn't notice. The fire spread to the mountain of corpses that Law was on top of, licking the soles of his shoes.
The World Government wanted to remove all evidence.
(But they wouldn't be able to, because Law was still alive.)
(For that, he had to run.)
(Run, Law, Run.)
A hand locked around his ankle, cold and bony. Lammy’s head snapped around in its socket, the skin of her face melting around her eyeballs. She was smiling.
“Big brother, let’s go to the festival!”
Lammy’s hand tightened, her fingers digging in painfully until blood flowed.
“Big brother, why don’t you want to play with me?”
There were tears in her eyes.
“Big brother, why don’t you love me anymore?”
Law tried to pull away, tugging and kicking. He fell out of the pile and into the snow, Lammy’s torn-off arm still clinging to his ankle.
Gunshots rang out in the night, making Law flinch violently.
(Two brothers face to face, a gun in their hands. A perfect mirror.)
(Cora-san's body falling on the chest where Law was hidden.)
Law began to run, Lammy's arm like prisoner's chains around his feet. Black and pink feathers flew around him, a raven laughed in the distance.
Strings wrapped around Law's throat and hands. A doll tangled in his puppeteer's grip.
"You can't run forever, Law."
He couldn't escape.
He couldn't escape.
He couldn't escape.
A crevasse opened beneath his feet, snow cascading down and dragging Law down with it. The white covered him, swallowed him, ate him whole.
But just before Law was completely devoured by the white, an open hand closed around his wrist. Warm and soft and gentle. A blond man smiled at him, black and pink feathers dancing around him.
“If you want a good night's sleep, nothing better.”
(Law hadn't slept properly since Cora-san died.)
(The world was so noisy .)
“Cora-san?”
Law's voice was weak, almost inaudible.
(No one had heard him cry amidst the explosions, long after Cora-san died.)
(Cora-san could always hear him.)
“ Wrong .”
Law screamed.
(No one heard him.)
I'm sorry.
The frustration of speaking it fluently, but still having to google basic words when you're writing.
The absolute joy of finding a word that sounds just perfect and conveys exactly what you mean.
Doubting all your grammar and being afraid to post it or even send it to a beta reader.
The euphoria of someone calling your use of this language, that is not your mother tongue, beautiful.
As a writer, receiving long comments with quotes and rambles is the best feeling in the world. There's nothing wrong with hearts, keyboard smashes or even silent readers, but the energy boost to keep writing that some of the comments I've had have given me is incomparable.
And as a reader, I often read my favourite fanfics on my laptop with two tabs open to comment my thoughts on real time. It works great for me !
BTW i see these posts all the time like "ohhh i dont know what to comment on fics.." and every response is "keysmashes! or hearts!! anything works :3" and thats GREAT!! thats helpful!!
but: consider. if u genuinely like analyzing writing.. do u know ur just allowed to go through and quote your favorite parts and ramble abt what they mean to u and the author will LOSE IT WITH HYPE?
genuinely. i felt SO WEIRD the first time i did it.. but like. holy shit authors love it. its crack for authors. the first time i did it, it was on a fic that hadnt updated in half a year, give or take, and the author made 3 updates that month BECAUSE OF MY COMMENT.
LIKE. as an author every comment is INCREDIBLE!!! but also, dont feel like your comment has to be short or otherwise ur invasive or smth!! authors ADORE long comments more than ANYTHING.
Benn stumbled as the ground gave way beneath his feet.
He bounced and bounced and bounced—
The ground rippled with each jump Luffy made with a powerful and regular hum, as if the heart of the planet itself was vibrating with Benn. The trees stretched infinitely to the sky as Luffy pulled on them and tied them in a knot. Luffy took Shanks' hand and jumped high into the night followed by Shanks' laughter, picking up a star and offering it to Benn with a proud smile.
(Luffy had the same smile as a kid when he offered flowers or seashells to Makino, when he showed Shanks his new drawing.)
Benn could barely keep up with Luffy. He was laughing in his ear one second and running on the surface of the water the next. Elusive and free. Benn had never been happier.
shanks playing guitar at night, luffy asleep on his lap. the sun on his skin as the crew napped on deck. a heart beating steadily like a drum.
Dum-dum. Dum-dum. Dum-dum.
“So? What do you think?” Luffy asked, dissolving into a burst of laughter.
Luffy slowed down for a minute, grabbing Shanks and Benn's hand and jumping. Benn jumped with him, as if on the surface of a trampoline. A childish game. Shanks' eyes were filled with mirth, making them almost seem like gold in the dim light.
With a deep sigh, Shanks let himself fall backwards, his fall cushioned by the elasticity of the ground. Luffy followed him, falling in a pile on top of him. With an amused smile, Benn lay down next to them, his gaze directed towards the stars. In his hand, Luffy's "star" cooled, turning back into a pebble eternally polished by the waves.
There were tears of joy at the corners of his eyes, a sort of blissful drowsiness taking hold of him. As if he had laughed for a decade and more.
“We're proud of you, Anchor,” Shanks said softly, his hand passing over Luffy's shoulders to pull him back against him. “You’re all grown up.”
As I only started writing in 2023 and haven't been able to write since October because of my exams, it's not as much as I would have liked but here is my AO3 Wrapped 2024 ! Based on this post if you want to do it too.
Sorry if this is long, I loved doing this and looking back on my year of writing.
How many words have you written this year?
I published 445,335 words this year on AO3, so I probably wrote more but I have no idea how to count them. But I'm cheating a little since all my One Piece stories are in French and English.
How many works did you publish this year?
I've published 35 works in English, 61 if we count the French translations.
What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?
At The Dawn Of Time, a story where Portgas D. Ace travels back in time for a day after Marineford to meet his mother Portgas D. Rouge while she is still pregnant with him in Baterilla. His arrival has no impact whatsoever on the timeline, all events remain the same after his visit but it has such a big impact on Ace, on how he sees himself, how he sees his parents and the world. It's the moment where he learns to love and forgive himself with a little help from his mom and it means so much to me, especially at the time I wrote it.
I love this story for all it represents and I also think it's really well written. Kudos to me.
What work of yours has the most hits?
It's Children of the Sea, my story about Rouge adopting Shanks and Buggy after Roger's death, with 24,428 hits ! But considering that it's also my longest ongoing project, that was expected.
What work of yours got more feedback than you expected?
Between the Waves and the Stars, a story for Nami's birthday (One Piece) about the first few weeks of the crew with just her, Luffy and Zoro. I love this story but I honestly didn't expect so many people to agree with me and take the time to write so many lovely and kind comments.
(The title may also be the inspiration for my username. I love astral imagery, sue me.)
Favorite title you used
I hate having to come up with titles for my stories, it either comes to me directly because I pull it directly from a song or I stare at my story for hours trying to come up with a title. That said, I think one I'm very prouf of is Gold On The Fingers, Gold In The Heart because the title plays on Roger's name and the attraction Rouge already feels for him without admitting it to herself.
If you use song lyrics, which artist’s songs did you pull from the most?
These are not stories that I have already published but I have a whole series of stories inspired by Livingston's music and lyrics.
Pairing you wrote the most for this year?
The focus of my stories is rarely romantic and I focus more on platonic and familial relationships, especially and equally Ace & Sabo & Luffy from One Piece and Dean & Sam from Supernatural. However, the romantic pairing I've written the most about has to be Rouge/Roger from One Piece.
Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?
If we talk about romantic pairing, Rouge/Roger (One Piece). There is not enough content on them and if I have to do it myself, I will.
What work was the quickest to write?
Ghosts of the Past (And Those of the Present), I have a series where I write stories for One Piece characters' birthdays (which I've totally neglected since September, sorry) and I had forgotten about Perona's birthday until the last minute but in a few hours, I wrote almost 3000 words in one go. I've been trying to chase that high ever since.
What work took you the longest to write?
It's obviously Children of the Sea, for once because it's my longest work but also because I have a lot of things to tell and I want to do it in the most perfect way possible. The first chapters were super easy but I'm at an impasse in my story where I would already like to be at the next arc of the plot. BUT it's the first thing I'm going to get back to when my finals are over.
How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year?
So many, honestly I'm drowning. I'd say I have over twenty and sometimes I wish my brain would just shut up.
But I'm also eager to start writing them properly. One mistake I won't make next year though is to start posting without a head start no matter how much I want to.
What’s your longest work of the year?
Once again, Children of the Sea (the French version anyway) with 59,166 if my calculations are correct. And I'm only at the beginning of the second part of the first book. At this rate, I'm going to get my master's degree before I finish this story I think, but it's so worth it.
What’s your shortest work of the year?
Blood On The Car Seats with 905 words, a story about Bobby's last moments with Dean and Sam in Supernatural.
Before starting Whumptober I rarely if ever wrote stories under 2,000 words but with the time constraint I had to learn to say less sometimes which was both very painful and educational.
What WIP are you taking into next year with you?
Without surprises, Children of the Sea. This work is my child and my sister has instructions on what to do if I die before I finish writing it.
What’s your most common “Additional Tags” tag?
Canon Compliant, which is a bit boring so I'll go with my second most used which is Found Family and totally represents my writing.
Your favorite character to write this year?
PORTGAS D. ROUGE! I love her dearly, she's my wife and my everything. And then I remember that we see her a grand total of once in the manga, which makes me sad. Oda, give me more content on Rouge and my life is yours.
But more seriously, since we have so little content, she has, even more than the other characters of One Piece, became my character and she more than anyone else has made me want to write an original book one day.
The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?
Luffy. I love him, he's one of my favorite characters in One Piece but he's so hard to write. He's so complex and well written with so much natural in the manga that I'm always afraid of not doing him justice and making him a two-dimensional character. And don't even get me started on when I have to write from his point of view, a real nightmare. But I love him, he's so interesting.
What’s one pairing you want to explore next year?
I don't know yet, I have a lot of ideas.
A lot of them are about Dean/Castiel (Supernatural) or Nami/Vivi (One Piece) if we're talking about romantic relationships. But if we're talking about platonic relationships, all the dynamics I'm going to be able to explore in Children of the Sea when I finally get all the characters to meet.
All the relationships, whether seen romantically or platonically, in the Straw Hat crew are also fascinating to me. I have a collection of one-shots about them in progress, I might have to pick it up again.
Which work of yours have you reread the most?
I have no idea, I must have reread all my stories once or twice to see if I could expand on this particular idea. The last one I reread though was Day Trip with Grandpa, the story about Garp's birthday (One Piece) because I got a comment on it today.
How many kudos in total did you get this year?
4,130 kudos, which is huge! Thank you so much to everyone who has ever left a kudo on one of my stories, I love you, I cherish you and I hope your pillow is always cold on both sides.
Which work has the most comments?
It's Children of the Sea again but that doesn't surprise me since most of my other stories are one-shots.
Did you do any collaborative works this year? Did you write any gifts this year? Did you receive any gifts this year?
No, maybe something for next year!
What’s your most common category?
Gen, and by a long way! Not surprising.
What do you listen to while writing?
I listen to absolutely anything and everything, probably more music with a dramatic vibe or a theme that is related to the story. I made a playlist a while ago for Children of the Sea, but I need to update it.
Favorite work you wrote this year?
Argh, I honestly like all of my stories, or almost, but I'm going to say At The Dawn of Time or Children of the Sea. I've talked about them enough already so I won't do it again but they really hold a special place for me. Coincidentally or not, both have Rouge as a central character.
Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?
[Not pictured, me freezing for ten minutes because I don't know which line is my favorite.]
Chapter 14, Children of the Sea
Excerpt from the correspondence between Portgas D. Rouge & Gol D. Roger, 17 years ago RETURNED TO SENDER My love, It has been seven years since your death today and even more since the last time I saw you, touched you and kissed you. I learned that the cells of the body renew themselves, and that every seven years, each cell of our bodies is different. Which means that from now on, no part of my body has been in contact with you. Only my soul and my heart. And the trace you left there can never be erased. I will forever carry you in my heart and in each of my actions. You will always be a part of me.
I don't know if this is my absolute favorite, but this letter and this whole chapter are very close to my heart.
Biggest surprise while writing this year?
I can write! All the stuff I was hesitant to write, fight scenes, romantic moments with tension. It may not be my strong point (yet) but I can do it! I can basically write anything I want.
So, I was reading the prompts for Whumptober, just for funsies. What do you mean more than half (so far) can apply to Ace? How is this child so traumatized?
This is just an excuse to show you this new paragraph in my WIP that I'm so proud of. And if all goes well, you'll be able to see the full fic tomorrow ;)
"Three swords pierced his heart as he clung to Marco like a rock in the middle of the raging ocean, the grief he had been running from for nearly two years pouring over him like oil on a fire. He cried and cried, the cracks in his facade widening with each sob, pieces of him falling to the ground like a broken vase. He would have shattered if it weren’t for Marco’s arms around him to keep him whole — to keep him afloat."
Conclusion after my first Whumptober participation: 11 stories. Not too bad, more than I expected, but the moment I realized I was allowed to sleep instead of continuing to write it was over for me. Overall it was a fun experience — for me, not for the characters — and the prompts gave me ideas I never would have thought of without it, so thank you @whumptober.
However! I will finish this challenge whether it is finishing the stories I already started or those that are not yet written. I am not giving up. My goal is to finish by the end of January considering that I have a big break for Christmas but nothing is guaranteed.
I leave you now the links of the stories that are already posted and I will update each time I post a new story.
DAY 1 & DAY 19: Every Day You Fight Like You're Running Out Of Time (Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester)
Sam gets lost in the forest. This action has consequences.
No. 1: RACE AGAINST THE CLOCK Search Party | Panic Attack | "If only we could hold on.” (Icysami x Renegaderr, Strangers.)
No. 19: BLOOD TRAIL Abandoned Cabin | One Way Out | "Is there anybody alive out there?" (Bruce Springsteen, Radio Nowhere)
Luffy relives the worst day of his life, over and over again.
DAY 2: Again. (Monkey D. Luffy)
No. 2: ALTERNATIVE Time Loop
Dean is going to die, Sam doesn't know what to think about it.
DAY 3: Did You Bring Me Some Pie? (Sam Winchester)
No. 3: SET UP FOR FAILURE Fingerprints | Wrongfully Arrested | "I warned you."
Law can't escape, even in his dreams. Especially in his dreams.
DAY 4: A Good Night's Sleep (Trafalgar D. Water Law)
No. 4: HALLUCINATIONS Hypnosis | Sensory Deprivation | “You're still alive in my head.” (Billy Lockett, More)
Luffy can stretch and stretch, but he can't escape his pain.
DAY 5: If My Pain Will Stretch That Far (Monkey D. Luffy)
No. 5: SUNBURN Healing Salve | Heatstroke | "If my pain will stretch that far." (Lottery Winners, Burning House)
Bobby is bleeding out, but family doesn't end in blood.
DAY 6: Blood On The Car Seats (Bobby Singer)
No. 6: NOT REALIZING THEY'RE INJURED Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms | Healed Wrong | "It's not my blood."
The heart of a demon, willingly given, is a powerful weapon for the one who wields it.
DAY 7: The Heart of a Demon (Crowley)
No. 7: ONLY FOR EMERGENCIES Unconventional Weapon | Magic with a Cost | "It's us or them."
Zoro can't sleep, ghosts come to keep him company.
DAY 8: Nightmares Don't Sleep (Roronoa Zoro)
No. 8: SLEEP DEPRIVATION Isolation Chamber | Forced to Stay Awake | "Leave the lights on." (Coldplay, Midnight)
Castiel is learning to be human. It hurts. In more ways than one.
DAY 10: Did It Hurt When You Fell From Heaven? (Castiel)
No. 10: BLOW TO THE HEAD Slurred Words | Passing Out from Pain | "I can't think straight."
No. 11: SEEING DOUBLE Convenience Store | Loneliness | “Leave no trace behind, like you don't even exist.” (Taylor Swift, Illicit Affairs)
DAY 11: Fade Away Into The Sunset (Sam Winchester)
No. 12: STARVATION Underground Caverns | Cannibalism | "Just a little more."
DAY 12: (Nico Robin)
The end of a crew. The end of a legend.
DAY 13: Till Death Do Us Part (Straw Hat Pirates)
No. 13: TEAM AS A FAMILY Familial Curse | Multiple Whumpees | "Death will do us part." (Set It Off, Partner's In Crime)
No. 14: LEFT FOR DEAD Hunting Gear | Blackmail | “Because I want you to know what it feels like to be haunted” (tiLLie, kooL aiD mAn)
DAY 14: (Shanks)
The cycle repeats itself.
DAY 15: The Father's Mistakes Fall on the Son's Shoulders (Dean Winchester, Jack Kline)
No. 15: CHILDHOOD TRAUMA Painful Hug | Moment of Clarity | "I did good, right?"
No. 16: NECROSIS Swamp | Wound Cleaning | "No, I can't feel anything."
DAY 16: Where Dreams Go To Die (Sanji)
No. 17: NOWHERE ELSE TO GO Ruined Map | Shipwrecked | "We had a good run."
DAY 17: In the Dark You Can't Tell Ink and Blood Apart (Nami)
No. 18: REVENGE Unreliable Narrator | Loss of Identity | “I see what's mine and take it.” (Panic! at the Disco, Emperor's New Clothes)
DAY 18: (Sabo)
No. 20: EMOTIONAL ANGST Shoulder to Cry On | Giving Permission to Die | "It's not your fault."
DAY 20: (Charlie Bradbury)
No. 21: BODY HORROR Body Horror | Tattoo Gun | Spirit Possession | “Let the bedsheet soak up the tears.” (Apparat feat. Soap & Skin, Goodbye)
DAY 21: D.E.A.T.H. (Trafalgar D. Water Law)
No. 22: BLEEDING THROUGH BANDAGES Tourniquet | Reopening Wounds | "Oh that's not good."
DAY 22: (Jack Kline)
No. 9: OBSESSION Broken Window | Bruises | “Frame me up on the wall, just to keep me out of trouble.” (Fall Out Boy, Irresistible) No. 23: FORCED CHOICE Public Display | Broken Pedestal | "I'm doing this for you."
DAY 23 (+DAY 9): The Hand That Saves Is The Same As The Hand That Wounds (Gabriel)
No. 24: RADIATION POISONING Collapsed Building | Equipment Failure | “I never knew daylight could be so violent.” (Florence + The Machine, No Light, No Light)
DAY 24: Embracing the Sun (Portgas D. Ace)
No. 25: SURGERY Stitches | Being Monitored | "It's for your own good."
DAY 25: Grit Your Teeth, Everything Will Be Fine (Sam Winchester)
No. 26: NIGHTMARES Breakfast Table | Parting Words of Regret | “I'm haunted by the lies that I have loved, the actions I have hated.” (Poe, Haunted)
DAY 26: (Claire Novak)
No. 27: VOICELESS Laboratory | Muzzled | “I have no mouth and I must scream.”
DAY 27: EX-FL02 (Portgas D. Ace)
No. 29: FATIGUE Labyrinth | Burnout | "Who said you could rest?"
DAY 29: Run Rabbit, Run (Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester)
No. 30: RECOVERY Hospital Bed | Holding Back Tears | "What have I done?" No. 28: ALTERNATIVE No-Holds-Barred Beatdown
DAY 30 (+DAY 28): When the Sun Dies, the Stars Go With It (Portgas D. Ace, Sabo)
No. 31: ASKING FOR HELP Therapy | Making Amends | "I'm alive, I'm just not well." (Elliot Lee, Alive, Not Well.)
DAY 31: The Hardest Things To Say (Dean Winchester)
So I wrote maybe 1000/1500 words, but I don't think I'll be able to finish it tonight so I'm going to go to sleep. After much consideration (my sister bullying me), I decided to finish a story I started in June right before watching 15x18 for the first time.
(I needed something cute and fluffy as mental support.)
So if you want, you can go read the first chapter and I'll try to post the second and last chapter this week. But in the meantime, I'll leave you a little snippet because I'm pretty proud of myself.
Castiel watched the scene silently, a feeling of pure contentment washing over him like a ray of summer sunshine, warm and comforting. The kind of sunshine that cats lounged under outside the library windows. Castiel met Dean's amused gaze, his irises sparkling like a breeze of wind in the spring leaves, and his smile grew even wider if that were possible. Dean's eyes softened, smile lines deepening at the corners of his eyelids. Castiel had seen humanity crawl out of the water, empires rise and fall into dust, and the creation of the seven wonders of the world. But nothing was as beautiful as the man in front of him. (He might have missed not being able to see Dean's soul anymore — the one that was so deeply entwined in his grace and his flesh and his being that it could no longer be separated from him, a beacon of light in the darkness of the Empty and the pain of Hell — but it shone so brightly in Dean's every action that Castiel could see it every day.) (That Castiel could fall in love even more every day.)
I need the people's opinion, tonight do I study or do I write something for Destiel Day?
What do you mean I'm finally writing for Children of the Sea again? To celebrate, here is a little snippet from the next chapter, without the names obviously so as not to spoil anything.
Publication date is tentatively set for December 25th. A little Christmas present.
"The ties that bound them together were forged in the heat of battle, sharp and broken metal melding to create the most powerful weapon of all. A crew, a family. Through blood, sweat, and tears. To the ends of the ocean."
oscillating between one piece and supernatural as my hyperfixation depending on the weather
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