One Pieceワンピース [Water 07 Saga] : Shichibukai Marshall D. “Blackbeard” Teach vs Portgas D. “Fire Fist” Ace
“Ace!! Why don’t you become my nakama!? Conquer the world with me! I’ve already planned how to do it. Whitebeard’s Era is over! I will become the Pirate King!! Look…this is something completely different from the rest of the Logia..!! Ace! Your body is ‘Fire’ right?! ZEHAHAHA!! I am…’DARKNESS’!!”
Oda has written a beautiful archvillain. I remember I was disappointed when Blackbeard first appeared noting that he looked nothing like his fearsome real-world counterpart. I could not accept the fact that this chubby cherry pie eating pleb was supposed to be the most notorious pirate to roam the seven seas. But of course, Oda delivered, for Teach definitely grew to be the appropriate final boss of One Piece. I still can’t believe he stole WB’s devil fruit I mean what in the asdflkj;… I really want to see a flashback of how he gave Shanks his scar. Even more so than Blackbeard however, I am heavily invested in his crew, especially “Shiryū of the Rain”. Catarina “Crescent Moon Hunter” Devon, Avalo “Corrupt King” Pizarro, and Vasco “Heavy Drinker” Shot are so damn HYPE. Every time they come out my jaw drops, I can’t wait to see them in action!! Also on a side note; Chapter 441, one of the best, Ace my boyy! “Dai Enkai! Entei. I will make Whitebeard…The King.” :’) Glorious. The notorious Scourge of the Seas; Blackbeard!
During my break I watched some fanmade videos on YT and got this idea about a shapeshifter
Connor (which is technically canon considering he can transform into a
wolf in TOKW). The initial animation was supposed to be a bit different (aka better *cough*) , but I am still learning how After Effects works so (and the original quality dropped visibly, again o|-<)
My choice for fifth place is the story ‘Receipts’ by@surlybobbies!
I can always appreciate a good Dean/Cas finally getting together in canon!verse fic, and this is totally something Cas would do. Really sweet and well written!
I don’t follow you yet, so you’ll get a follow back as a bonus! Congratulations, and everyone should go check out your writing because I saw some lovely things there!
Dean walks into Cas’s room, holding his phone to his ear. “How the hell am I supposed to know where you put it, Cas? I’m never in your room, which, can I just say, is a goddamn pigsty - “
As he listens to Cas’s slightly indignant reply, he wanders over to Cas’s desk, where rumpled pieces of paper litter the surface in a semicircle. Out of curiosity, he picks one up. It’s a receipt dated a few months ago for two bacon cheeseburgers at some diner in Minnesota. Dean shifts his phone from his ear and places it on speaker.
“-be right near the lamp on my bedside table - “
“Did you find it?”
“Nah, but uh - why do you have so many old receipts?”
“Cas? You still there?”
On the line, someone clears his throat. “Uh, yes. I’m still here.”
“So? The receipts? I mean, it’s cool, but it doesn’t really make sense. We’re not exactly paying taxes, buddy.”
There’s another pause, just a little too long to be innocent. Finally, Cas says, “No reason. Now, can you please look for my cell phone? Sam says you’re a waste of his minutes.”
“Tell him he’s an asshole,” Dean says, rolling his eyes. “I’ll text him if I find it.”
Cas hangs up. Dean pockets his phone and casts an eye over the messy desk, where still more receipts are spread out. Something compels him to pick up another one, cleaner and less rumpled than the rest. It’s only a few weeks old, from a diner Dean and Cas visited on the way back from a particularly rough hunt. Two more burgers, two cokes, and one slice of apple pie. Dean smiles. Cas had ordered him the apple pie.
Imagine Dean overhearing you confess your feelings for him to Sam
“Sam, can we talk for a minute?” You ask as Sam sits in the library of the bunker researching for a case.
“Sure, y/n! What’s up?” He smiles at you kindly, eyebrows raised slightly.
You bite your bottom lip as you pondered whether it was wise to tell Sam about your feelings for Dean. With a burst of confidence, the words fell out of your mouth, “Sam, I think I’m in love with Dean.”
He smiled at you and laughed brightly. “No offense, y/n, but duh. And I don’t think you think you love him. I think you know you love him.”
You stared at Sam in disbelief. How the hell did he always know? Sure you’d been best friends since Jr. High, but it still floored you when he knew you just as well as you knew yourself.
“Fine. You’re right. I do love Dean. How in the hell am I supposed to tell him?”
At that moment, you heard someone shuffling behind you. You turned around and there stood Dean. He had the most beautiful, surprised smile on his face as he looked to the ground.
“Looks like you just told him,” Dean grinned. “Now that we’re on the same page…” He swiftly walked toward you, grabbing your face between his hands crashing his lips to yours. In that moment, you knew you couldn’t go another day without feeling the way you did there in Dean’s embrace, sharing a love for each other that no one could take away from you.