i hate matthew daddario so much because, like, he’s this smoldering hot fucking 6′3″ tall huge muscley dude so you’re like, okay, but then he’s like a COMPLETE nerd?? cant stop talking about plants and animals and space?? only wants to travel the world and post pics of cute dogs and places he travels to on his instagram?? he says ‘whoopsie daisy’ unironically and he worked at the natural history museum and loves to cook things for his friends and talked about pumpkins for 20 straight minutes once who is he and how did god let this happen
« I don’t wanna see strike number three ‘cause it end with our friendship coming to an end. He’s scared, you know he’s scared, but he hides it really well because he has no soul » - Josh talking to Luke (first part) and the interviewer (second part)
Favorite timmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmme, my FAVORITE THING TO DO. IT’S TIME FORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR WWE COMMENTARY WITH SHANNON YAYYYYYYYYY though it should prob just be called Wrestling Commentary with Shannon bc I do people out of the wwe sometimes too.
Growly baby, grr.
LISTEN LISTEN OKAY HE LOOKS SO CUTE AND LOVEY HERE WOWEE WOW I am in love wow
Listen to me, this gif. Thsi fucking gif is the sexiest thing I have ever ever ever seen in my entrie life. LIKE THE HAIR PUSH BACK THE LITTLE BREKTHY TURNING INTO A SMIRK LIEK LSGM.G mfl
HE IS BITING. AND HAS MOUTH GUARD. BITING. MOUTH. GUARD. BELT. Too much, overload sorry goodbye.
Like, this pic is super hot but all I can focus on in knee bear. Who I have named Koda. After Brother Bear.
HOW HOT, HE LOOKS SO GOOD GOD DAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMN.
Like, I don’t think I’ve ever watned someone to flip me off more??? How is he so hot?
He looks so good in this outfit, like this whole ensemble is 1000/10. Tie me up with the tie, I would be okay with it.
Sweet lil baby peach. :’) I love this so.
okay okay okay but hear me out… Imagine him looking up at you like that when you’re scolding him or something, like and you look back and you’re like what? AND THEN BAM YOU GET FUCKED.
In case you all didn’t know I AM IN LOVE WITH THE MOUTH GUARD OKAY THANKS BYE
He looks so cute here. Like one of those pop punk band bassists or something okay. (also looks like a fuck boy but eh)
He looks so good in this jean vest thingy??? Like??? WH Y D OESN’T HE WEAR IT MORE BURY MY ASS IN THIS VEST.
Cute lil baby peach :’) Honestly can you believe.
Come bite me next daddy.
Okay but lemme tell you. How fucked this picture has me. WHY IS THIS PICTURE SO GoOD TO ME WHAT THE FUCK OKAY HIS HAIR IS DOING THE OVERWORKEd FLIPPY THING YOU KNOW YOU KNOW AND HE’S PROBS PANTING AND SWEATTY AND AOJ:SFLCKCMRCGJIO WHAT THE FUCK I AM OFFENDED.
He looks so relaxed and gym ready here I’m.
OKAY BUT LOOK AT BABY PETEY PEACH I AM SO HAPPY AND LIKE HE LOOKS SO GOOD???? WAS THERE EVER A TIME HE DIDN’T LOOK GOOD? NOPE, NAH, FOREVER SERVING LOOKS>
This. This fucking. Image. OF bEAUTY OKAY YOU GOT THE VEST THING THAT I HEART EYES SO HARD AND HIS HAIR LOOKS SO FANTASTIC AND HES GOT THE WRIST BANDS AND THE TIGHT PANTS AND TH E G AUGE AND I AM JUST CAN YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING IN THE DISTANCE?
Listen. Listen okay. This picture has got me fucked up for more than one reason. FIRST OFF HIS DOG IS SO CUTE I LOVE? SECOND, LIL STUD HAS HIS LIL STUD IN LIKE HOW CUTE DOES HE LOOK WITH A NOSE PIERCING I AM SCREECHING IT IS SO GOOD TO ME, THIRD, HE’S DOING THE BEANIE AND HOOD LOOK WHICH IS ONE OF MY FAV THINGS, I KNOW IT IS KINDA DOUCHEY LOOKING BUT I LOVE THE BEANIE HOOD THING I AM JUST NKCOSLDF: IN AWE.
“Shannon how many biting pics do you have?” Ya know what, maybe if this BOY DIDN’T BITE EVERYTHING IWOULDN’T HAVE THIS MANY, HOW ABOUT THAT CAROL?
SEE SEE, LOOK HE BITES EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE, IT’S NOT MY FAULT BABY HAS A BITING KINK (even though, pls I am available to be bitten.)
Look how cute and sweet he looks here okay, I LOVE HIM RIGHT HERE THIS PICTURE IS SO GOOD TO ME LIKE WHEN I DID A CUTE LIL PIZZA DATE THIS IS WHAT I IMAIHNED OKAY
Yeah, you guys, he was Team Rocket ADN HE FOUGHT PIKACHU I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS BOY
Lil bean took a selfie in a giant bean
GLORIUS PHOTO, HANG THIS EVERYWHERE I WANT IT PLASTERED ON EACH OF MY WALLS.
LMAO I WANTED A HUG FOR THIS PIC SO IM LIKE “CAN I HAVE A HUG” and he so sweetly was like “of course” and I got one of the best hugs of my life but u know. he thought I meant before the pic. not during. I LOVE THIS NERD SO MUCH GOD
The world around, just for a millisecond, seems to numb. All sound is sucked out of the atmosphere itself. All Sabo can hear is the crack of his boots on the stone below, and blood pulses through his ears like war drums in his mind. Every cell in his body aches, but he pushes on. It’s been a long journey to get here, peppered with storms and regret, and the young revolutionary can’t remember the last time he slept. He certainly doesn’t feel like the strong revolutionary he is in this tired, young body. In this world, he comes as a brother, not a soldier.
Heavy breathing. Blonde hair heavy with sweat falls into Sabo’s eyes, and he shoves another body out of the way so hard that they don’t get back up again. Ahead, shrouded in dust and smoke, Luffy has fallen to the ground – he doesn’t look the same as he did when Sabo last saw him. His chest is unscarred, eyes filled with horror, shoulders shaking. Alone on the ground, Luffy seems so small in comparison to the Pirate King that he was when his brother last laid eyes on him at the execution stand. His little brother looks young; too young to be in this war, too young to have to watch what’s about to happen.
No. Sabo won’t let it happen again, not this time. Screw timelines, screw what this might mean for the world. He had a chance to go back and change things. His devil fruit – Ace, living on somehow through Sabo’s own blood – didn’t approve. Neither did Dragon. Sabo doesn’t care. His mind has been overtaken by some alien force, a thirst for the thing he’s been missing for the decade since Ace’s death. A thirst to change things.
Sabo pushes this lean, twenty-year old body harder. The world is still numb, strangely quiet, as if drawing breath as it watches on. The weight of everything Sabo has ever wished for weighs heavily on his shoulders. This is it. This is the moment where the timeline changes. Ace lunges forward. Luffy’s eyes, brown reflecting magma and fire, widen. Sabo takes a flying leap, coat flaring out behind him, just as Akainu raises his fist.
Everything speeds back up.
Sabo barrels into his brothers with enough force to send them both flying back but makes sure to wrap an arm around each, blood singing in his veins. Ace yells out, pushing back against Sabo with rage in his eyes, and the heat radiating harshly from him is tangible. Luffy is limp at the blonde’s other side, and Sabo’s eyes are too blurred to see his face properly. Heat explodes behind them. The Red Dog is angered, magma pouring from him copiously, but his moment is over. Sabo did it. He took his chance, and the world feels like it’s shifting before his very eyes. There’s no going back now.
“Made it on time!”
The yell escapes from his throat before he can stop it, something between a victory cry and a threat. The battlefield is silent for a split second, and Sabo can hear his voice echoing through it over and over, a reinforcement of his own success. Of Ace’s survival. At the distinctive Grey Terminal lilt that laces the ex-noble’s voice, Ace freezes, a strange expression overthrowing the anger on his face. Luffy’s eyes widen, filling with hope and elation.
All three brothers hit the ground, hard. The world comes back to Sabo in a rush like a tsunami, and suddenly they’re running again, Ace and Luffy stumbling and yelling, both confused as to what’s happening but elated at what they just heard. Heat pushes at Sabo’s senses, so intense that panic floods his veins like a drug, and for a second he sees the boat burning around him. Then, it’s gone. The battlefield replaces everything from the past, and surprisingly, the young man is glad for it. Let this war encompass him. If it means Ace lives, so be it – war will come and go, but Sabo will never have another change like this again. Nothing is going to stop him.
“Who the hell are you?!” Ace asks as they run, surprisingly following Sabo. He looks shaken, as if coming so close to losing Luffy just now rattled him to the core. His voice is uncertain, eyes just as hopeful as Luffy’s now, and Sabo’s heart wrenches when he realises that somehow, deep down, they recognise him.
Luffy’s voice is small in Sabo’s ear, torso shuddering against his back. All his fight is gone. Sabo doesn’t recall slinging him onto his back but he must’ve, maybe when the first starting running. Everything is one pulsing, thronging blur. Travelling ten years back in time must be messing up his head.
Ace’s breath hitches, and his head spins around so fast that his neck must ache. His eyes meet Sabo’s for the first time, and he stumbles for a second, caught off guard. For the first time since Sabo arrived here, he can see that ten-year old kid shining out of Ace’s eyes. Too young to take on the world and wearing his big dreams like medals of honor; questioning whether he should be alive; hurt, but still hoping for something bigger than himself.
“Sabo?!” Ace’s voice breaks. Behind them, two of Whitebeard’s commanders clash with Akainu in a supernova of light and sound.
Against his will, Sabo feels tears spring into his eyes, and a grin stretches across his face even as they fall. Ahead of them, the ocean is just visible, wide and true. “I’ve missed you both,” he chokes out, and they run together still. Ace seems to have stopped even breathing. Around them the battle rages on, and Sabo feels horribly exposed without his pipe. “I missed you so much.”
Maybe this time, Sabo can stop the execution of the second pirate king before it happens, too. Maybe both Luffy and Ace will survive this time, if he just plays his cards right. Maybe Sabo and his brothers can stay together and stay alive. Maybe, just maybe, he really did change the timeline for good.
A tired cheer roars through the Whitebeard Pirates as they join the three brothers, unknowing of who Sabo is but uncaring. Ace and Luffy are still in shock, disbelieving and confused, but Sabo can see the eldest of the trio as his face begins to light up. It’s like watching the sun come out. Luffy’s arms tighten slightly around him, sluggish and weak but filled with affection, and for the first time in a long time, Sabo has no regrets. He has his brothers.
Maybe time-travel wasn’t such a bad idea.
Okay so I saw that you really loved the asl pic in the magazine so I just had to write this little thing (mostly just to get out of writer’s block lmao). I hope you like it!