So Gravity Falls has quickly become one of, if not my favorite, shows on television right now. Like most, the latest episode had a huge impact on me. I loved everything about it, the writing, the animation, the visuals, the voice acting, characterization, etc. There was so much love and thought and talent that had gone into every aspect that it really inspired me to make an homage to my favorite scene. So I hope you enjoy! And join me in pensive agony as we wait for the next episode this summer.
JONERYS APPRECIATION WEEK: this is it everyone, the time has come in which we’re living the dream! We’re canon! *wearethechampions.mp3* And with so many good stuff, we gotta celebrate. So with that in mind, we’ll have a week dedicated to them and we hope a lot of you will join :)
The week will start september 24 and end september 30.
With the intention of reaching as many fanwork as possible the week has different prompts for each day so the person has the option of choosing what to do. It can be gifs, edits, fanfics and fanarts.
*This blog will reblog all the works and help in any possible way so send a message if you have any questions about anything, especially the prompts.
day 01: favorite episode // my king, my queen // fluff
day 02: favorite scene // the one that was promised // fairy tale au
day 03: favorite physical contact(s) // ice and fire // modern day au
day 04: favorite quote(s) // the long night // angst
day 05: favorite location(s) or outfit(s) // a dream of spring // smut
day 06: favorite parallels // fire and blood // soulmates or genderswap au
day 07: free choice
The tag for the week is #jonerysweek (plese use this tag in the first 5 tags)
Please reblog this post to promote this week, because the more people participating, the better! Let’s enjoy and participate!
Summary: The reader is head over heels in love with Bucky, but doesn’t want to ruin their friendship. The way Bucky feels about her is obvious to everyone BUT her. Thanks to some convincing from Tony and Steve, things are pushed into action.
Author’s note: SMUTTTT! This one is long, but it’s jam packed full of smut! I hope you guys enjoy my first marvel imagine:) also!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEB!
You were currently sitting in Tony’s office with Steve, the three of you sitting at one table. Pinching the bridge of your nose you said, “ Boys I don’t know how much longer I can talk about the next mission”.
Instantly Tony smirked, and you prepared yourself for a very sarcastic comment. Tony pouted, “ You’re just upset your favorite soldier isn’t here”. You felt a blush creep over your cheeks but you tried to play it cool.
Shrugging your shoulders you said, “ Maybe all this planning is getting to you too, Steve is right next to you”. Tony laughed, it was a valiant effort on your part but he knew you too well.
Season 7 of Game of Thrones is in a few weeks, so I decided to bring back my last year countdown meme for the week of the premiere. Starting Monday, July 10 and ending on Sunday, July 16th (the day season 7 premieres). One gifset/edit per day. Make sure to include #gotedit in the first 5 tags! ^~^
July 10th - Day #1: favorite season July 11th - Day #2: favorite character July 12th - Day #3: favorite outfit/s July 13th - Day #4: favorite moment July 14th - Day #5: favorite quote/s July 15th - Day #6: favorite house July 16th - Day #7: storyline you are looking forward to in s7
hi guys, it’s rj here with my second (and last) follow forever. two years ago, i made my first ff to celebrate 1k+ followers and here i am making another to show you my appreciation to all my favorite blogs. my blog has grown has a lot since. i mean, the last time i made the ff was when i was still radicalwoo (who remembers that url?)
i really appreciate all of you. thank you for following me! i love you all and it’s been so nice to be friends with some of you and even meet a few of you! i support all of you! hopefully this doesn’t ruin your notifications and if it does, please lmk. because there is so many of you that i follow, i thought it would be best to split it into two posts!
Hey y’all, once again it is @astraas, the primary coordinator of the 2017 Bumbleby Week! Just a reminder to keep spreading the word! Our dates, as listed on the gif, are October Second to October Ninth! The prompts are as followed:
DAY ONE: Yin and Yang DAY TWO: Garden DAY THREE: Alternate Universe DAY FOUR: First Date DAY FIVE: Recovery DAY SIX: Parents DAY SEVEN: Beeunion and DAY EIGHT: any additional content
Both my co-organizer and I are hard at work on our own content for the week and I’m looking forward to see what everyone else has worked on to support our favorite bees! If you have any questions the ask box is open and you can also reach me at my main blog @astraas and my co-organizer @deciido for anything you need.
In addition, we are tracking the tags bumblebyweek and bmblbweek so please make sure to tag your content with either one of those tags when October rolls around!
So this is like one of my favorite moments in Fantastic Beasts–I know, it’s tiny! But hear me out:
What Newt does and says and his body language says so much!!!
First off, he, out of anyone in the world, knows fullwell that this isn’t a good place to release the Swooping Evil.
He spends all his time studying and working with animals that wizards don’t appreciate and couldn’t care for (and even want to kill), and he does this all alone because he doesn’t really fit in with people.
Then here comes Jacob, who knows like nothing! Newt has no problem just scooping him up and inviting him along, even though it’s illegal. And now, he finally has someone to show his lifelong passion to, who will find it interesting and wondrous, instead of unusual or weird.
You can tell by Newt’s body language in this scene, that he’s (very privately) been internally dying to show the Swooping Evil off to someone–though he would never voice or acknowledge that out loud (probably because of previous negative reactions). But you can tell, even just in this gif, that he’s daydreamed about it for weeks or months. His inner (perhaps childlike) self thinks this thing is sick!! And he’s been dying to share it!!
But Newt is not a boastful or loud person. He wouldn’t draw attention to that fact (he’s a Hufflepuff and also has been stigmatized in his society). No. But look at his body language–his back is to Jacob and he flings that beast out at him. It’s like he’s daydreamed about and yearned for this moment so much, he’s staged it!! That’s not the body language of someone who wants to gently show Jacob a Swooping Evil, that’s the body language of someone who thinks this thing is freaking sweet!! And has been internally, perhaps subconsciously dying to show it off. And if you don’t believe me, look close and you can see that tiny little smile/smirk he’s sort of hiding from Jacob.
Newt totally eats this thing up, but it’s like he doesn’t want anyone to know just how much so.
And then he says (sort of trying to hide his smile), “Probably shouldn’t let it loose in here.” When he knows full well he shouldn’t have, but he just feels the need to say that to downplay the reality that he just really wanted to share this thing with someone. Because to be so openly passionate about it is too much of a risk, too vulnerable, because of past rejections. No, he needs to almost play dumb so he takes 0 risks at being made fun of for loving this–even with Jacob, who is his best bet who won’t make fun of him (because he doesn’t know better)
The subtext is this like three-second moment kills me with it’s perfection. It’s freaking brilliant.
Summary: You and Tom have a fight over his relationship with Zendaya
A/N: Hi bbies I wrote this with no prior plan and in one sitting so I’m very sorry if you don’t like it cause I was literally making up everything as I wrote it O.O
Warnings: fighting, harmful words
I stared at my phone as yet another photo of Tom and Zendaya sitting awfully close appeared in my tagged photos on Instagram. The caption didn’t help how I felt.
“Tom and Z have been spending so much time together lately… does anyone know if he’s even still dating Y/N? She’s seems kind of irrelevant to him now… can’t blame him though lol”
I threw my phone on my bed and stormed out of the house. I needed air.
Tom stared at me in shock from the couch as he saw me storm past him.
“Y/N? Where are you going?”
“That’s not very specific… and it could be dangerous. Why don’t I go with you-”
Tom was caught off guard by my aggressive tone. He had never really seen me angry before. Our whole relationship was built off of trust so we were always honest with each other which lead to very few disagreements.
“Y/N, love, is everything alright?”
Tom’s sweet tone was all I needed to begin crying.
“No, nothing is alright. But it’s not like you care or notice. You spend all your time with fucking Zendaya.”
“Zendaya? Is that what this is about? You’re jealous? Love, she’s just a friend and a cast mate.”
“Don’t bullshit me, Tom. I’m not crazy and I’m certainly not stupid or blind. I’ve been in this situation before.”
“Y/N, nothing is going on with me and Zendaya! Don’t you trust me!?”
“I thought I did, Tom! But every single picture I see of you two, you’re basically on top of each other and you two spend an awful amount of alone time together. And don’t you think it’s a little bit odd that she takes you to meet all of her friends but doesn’t take Harrison, Jacob or Laura?”
“Harrison was sick and Jacob and Laura’s families were in town! That’s the only reason I was alone with Zendaya that day!”
“That still doesn’t explain why you two ALWAYS have to be next to each other in pictures and why she flew you and Harrison out to New York the other day!”
“Y/N, you’re overreacting. Please stop before this gets blown out of proportion.”
“Yeah, well, too late for that.”
And with that I was gone.
It had been days since I last spoke to Tom. I was staying at my friend Adam’s house. I knew this would probably come back to bite me considering Adam and I used to date, but Tom and everyone else knew we were strictly friends now.
“Y/N, I made some pancakes!”
“Alright, coming! You better have bacon as well!”
“Well of course!”
I giggled and opened Instagram. I noticed tons of Tom’s fans commenting on my pictures calling my things like “whore”, “slut” and and saying “kill yourself”.
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and saw I had been tagged in several pictures.
I opened them and saw pictures of Adam and I.
There were pictures of me coming out of his apartment looking rather messy… but it was because I had just woken up!
And then there was a picture of us laughing and eating ice cream, and me with my head on his shoulder while we were sitting on a park bench and even one of him kissing my forehead while we were hugging…
I ran down the stairs and grabbed my purse.
“Adam, I have to go do something. I’ll be back.”
And with that, I was running down the street to Tom and I’s house.
I managed to cut the time it would normally take in half by running fast.
I knocked on the door and Harrison opened up.
“What the hell do you want?” He asked coldly.
“Look, it’s not what you think!”
“Oh isn’t it? Because it looks like you went out and cheated on my fucking best friend all because of some stupid idea you had running around in your goddamn mind!”
“I didn’t cheat on him! Can you please let me in? I need to talk to him!”
Harrison didn’t move so I pushed him out of the way.
I stormed through the house until I found Tom.
Oh god, I’m the worst person in the world…
The poor boy was curled up laying on the floor of our room. He was dressed in sweats and looked like he hadn’t slept in days. He was curled up in a blanket with disheveled hair and tissues laying around him from where he had been crying. He was staring at the wall with a blank expression.
“Tom? Sweetheart? Are you okay?”
“Why the hell are you here? To pack your things? Fine. Go ahead.”
I sighed and sat down next to Tom’s body. I pulled his head into my lap and began to run my fingers through his curls. Tom curled into me and began to sob hysterically.
“Why? Why would you do that to me? I never cheated on you with Zendaya. Never. She was helping me, okay? I-I wanted to give you a promise ring. I know we’re too young to get married, but I wanted you to know how much I love you. That’s why I was in New York. She was helping me pick out a ring, and she’s been helping me figure out how I was gonna ask you. And now you’ve gone and ruined everything we had.”
“Tom, I didn’t cheat on you. I know the pictures look that way, but I didn’t. Adam is the only person here I know. He was trying to make me feel better. You know Adam is one of my best friends. The kiss on the head was because I had just explained to him what had happened with us. Coming out of his apartment looking awful was because I hadn’t left the couch in 2 days, and the ice cream was because you of all people should know that nothing makes me feel better than a scoop of cookies and cream ice cream. I would never do that to you, Tom. I love you.”
Tom sniffled and pulled away to look up at me. I ran my hand down the side of his cheek and he pressed his face into it.
“I love you, too. I’m so sorry I abandoned you so much for Zendaya. And I’m sorry I assumed you would cheat on me without hearing you out. I should’ve put everything together…”
“You’re not wrong here at all, Tom. I am. I shouldn’t have stormed out like that but you know how I am. I always need time to cool off or I end up saying really harmful things that I don’t mean. And all your fans were saying you two were together and I just, I got paranoid because I’m terrified of losing you.”
“I’m terrified of losing you, too. God, when I saw those picture of you and Adam…”
“I know, baby. But I’m here. I want you. Not Adam. Now… what was that about a ring?”
Tom smiles and gets up from the floor. He walks over to our dresser and pulls out a box from one of his jean pockets.
“This wasn’t how we had planned it…”
“How did you plan it then? I’ll close my eyes and pretend I’m there.”
Tom walks back over to me and sits across from me. He takes my hands in his larger ones and I close my eyes as he begins.
“Bella Notte playing in the background, because I know how much you love Lady and the Tramp, we’re walking across your favorite bridge in the park after we’ve just watched the sun go down and had a picnic of pizza and chocolate covered strawberries because they’re your favorite… we’re standing on the bridge that Harrison and I covered in fairy lights… we’re standing under the stars… I get down on one knee in front of you and hold your hand… I say to you, ‘Y/F/N, you are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I have loved you since I first laid my eyes on you in that coffee shop. I still remember hearing All of the Stars by Ed Sheeran playing in the background. Everything felt like slow motion and I knew in that moment that you were the love of my life. And then you fell in love with me. And I intend on working everyday to be worthy of your love. We’re only 20, so this isn’t a proposal… entirely. But I want you to know that my love for you is real. So I bought you this promise ring, so that you know that one day I’m going to come home and tell you that it’s time. And then I’ll have the greatest honor of all time by making you Mrs. Y/N Holland. Will you accept my promise?”
I was crying my eyes out at Tom’s speech that I could barely squeak out a yes before I jumped into his arms and peppered his face with kisses. Tom smiled and kissed me. When he pulled away he opened the box the reveal the most beautiful diamond ring I had ever seen. Tom slid the ring in to my finger and kissed me lovingly again.
“Well, wasn’t that lovely!”
Tom and I turned to see Harrison standing in the doorway holding up his phone, filming us.
“I can’t wait to send this to Zendaya!”
“Harrison! Why do you always have to ruin the best moments in my life!”
i actually reached 10k followers since like the beginning of june but i was literally drowning with homework and exams back then so i didn’t have time to post this earlier. so yeah this is my first time doing one of these and i wanted to thank you all for following this blog for so long!!! i would have never imagined that i would have this amount of followers and i’m really happy that there are so many people out there who enjoy this blog enough to follow it. ♡
✿ special mentions:
@mawaru for being an amazing friend!! te quiero! <3
@tobumi for being my first mutual ever ??? like wow???
@pastel-blaster for being extremely sweet and making me an edit on my birthday :) thank you for everything!!!
✿ follow forever
with favorite blogs bolded, although everyone in this list is awesome anyway!!
Today I hit 1.5k followers, and to say I’m surprised is a serious understatement. I made this blog in March, and I did it solely because I didn’t want to reblog a bunch of Shadowhunters stuff on my other blog, but since then it has turned into the thing that I look at first every morning and last every night. You guys always brighten my day and I hope you know how much I appreciate each and every one of you.
This is a list of each and every one of my mutuals. (if I didn’t accidentally skip over anyone. I wouldn’t put it past myself so let me know if I did!) You are all amazing and I’m so happy to be following you. 💜
But first, let me just give a special shoutout to a few people:
@littlelightwoodsnores: You were the first person I ever talked to on here, and the first person I could rant to about the show and discuss things with. Thank you so much for reaching out and being my friend when I was too scared to speak to anyone else. You’ll always be one of my favorite people on this website. 💕
@banebelle: You were the second person I ever talked to on here! 😂 Shouting with you during episodes is so great, and I hope that the tradition continues in season 3 because I have a feeling it will make us lose our minds even more than season 2 did. 💖
@fluffy-malec: The fact that we plotted multiple crimes within the first few hours of talking to each other really describes our friendship in a way that nothing else could. We haven’t even been talking for a month yet but you are already my parabatai/potatai and one of my favorite people ever, even though you try to kill me by exploiting my constant bi panic. 🥔💜 (P.S. Thank you for making this banner. Bless the pout.)
@softmagnuslightwood: You also try to kill me by exploiting my bi panic and I am virtually narrowing my eyes at you right now, but you are also super amazing and supportive so I wanna say thank you. I’m still plotting my revenge, though. 😇💗
Finally, I want to thank my Our Loft In Brooklyn family for being so welcoming and nice when I joined. You guys make me so happy and always put a smile on my face. You’re all amazing and I love you. 💜
Mutuals are under the cut so that this doesn’t take up your entire dash!
Imagine your first Mother’s Day with Chris and your baby boy.
A/N: Happy Mother’s Day to all the lovely moms out there. I know I’d be lost without mine. Here’s a quick (kinda quick) one shot, it’s written around my favorite couple and favorite little baby boy. ❤️
Chris laid awake next to you and watched as the first light of dawn came to behind the beige chiffon curtains in your master bedroom. It was Mother’s Day and he’d asked Kevin for a little time off his ‘Avengers: Infinity War’ press tour to go home and see you as it was your first ever Mother’s Day. He smiled to himself as he looked over at you, remembering the look you had on your face when he walked through the front door yesterday afternoon. He wasn’t meant to be home until early August, not even for a short four days. It was the greatest Mother’s Day present you could have gotten; Chris’ presence. You kissed him so long and so hard, the world around him spun.
His smile widened when he thought back to the look on his baby boy’s face when he carried him for the first time in four and a half months. Like every other parent who had to leave for long periods of time while their child was still a baby, Chris was worried that his son wouldn’t recognize him. He was afraid that Jack would see him as a stranger even though he FaceTimed the two of you every morning and every night. He was even hesitant to pick Jack up from his rocker, nervous his son would start crying if he did. He was so afraid that he just stood by the front door and observed his son from afar, feet glued to the ground despite your urging him to pick Jack up. Even Dodger urged him, nudging his best friend’s leg with his head.
You assured Chris none of what he was worried about would happen as you spoke about him with your son all the time. You showed him pictures, you watched interviews together, and little home videos you’d shot on your phone. You told Chris how Jack would light up every time he saw him, or heard him on the television, or your laptop, or some other mobile device. Chris managed to take a step closer upon hearing that, but still kept his distance. You sighed and decided to help move the meeting along, knowing the worries your husband were carrying on his shoulders were irrelevant. You walked over to Jack who smiled at you when you lifted him out of his rocker, bouncing him gently as you made your way over to Chris.
“You are so good with him,” Chris told you when he saw the way Jack looked at you, utterly mesmerized by his beautiful mother. “No no no,” he shook his head, taking a step back when you got too close. “I don’t want to scare him, Y/N. Just-” he huffed, “take it slow, please?”
“You’re not going to scare him, Chris,” you chuckled softly and took slow steps towards Chris, who looked like he was ready to run out the door. “Chris, stop.” You narrowed your eyes at Chris when he took another step back as you got closer. “You’re being ridiculous, so can you stop. Please?”
“Sorry,” he mumbled and released some of the tension from his shoulders, allowing you to approach with Jack. The closer you got, the tighter his shoulders got. “Oh my God, he’s not going to cry is he?” He asked you when he saw his son watching him curiously, his tiny head tilted to one side. “Y/N, is he going to-” Jack started laughing, making you smile and Chris flinch. “He’s got the cutest laugh,” Chris looked up at you with a wide grin; you nodded with the same smile. For a second, he forgot he was afraid and unconsciously reached for the hand Jack was holding out. “Hey, buddy.” Jack’s hand wrapped around Chris’ finger. “Have you been looking after your mama for me? Yeah?” Chris laughed along with Jack and you smiled at Dodger as the two of you observed their interaction. “You’re the man of the house now, aren’t you?”
“Do you want to hold him?” You asked and Chris nodded, but made no effort to prepare himself for the pass over. “Sweetheart, you’re not going to scare him. Look at him, he’s so happy to see his daddy. Trust me, it’s going to be okay. If he loves the try-hard mom, he’s going to love the natural dad,” you joked, drawing a smile to Chris’ face. “Here,” you carefully passed Jack over and Chris took him from you like an absolute pro. “See,” you kissed Chris’ cheek as he bounced your giggling son, “there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
“Thank you,” he returned a kiss on your cheek then proceeded to kiss Jack’s. “For this, for him- for everything you’ve given me since we met.” You smiled, gently rubbing Jack’s back as you rubbed Chris’ arm. “How are you doing, Jack?” He spoke to your son with so much joy in his voice. “Are we cool?” Jack cupped Chris’ face in his hands and made soft noises with his lips, making you and Chris laugh. “I know, bud. I miss my beard too.”
Chris returned to reality when he heard soft noises come through the baby monitor. He quickly grabbed it from his bedside table and turned it off, slipping out of bed to attend to him. He was trying to give you the best day of your life, starting with some well-deserved rest. He knew you were playing it cool, but you were having a bit of a hard time doing the whole parenting thing without him. He’d wished he’d gotten you pregnant after his Marvel contract ended, so he could’ve been there for everything. He wanted the whole experience, but he’d only had half a pregnancy, an early labor, and the three months of Jack’s life. As much as he’d like to complain, he couldn’t; he had the perfect wife and the son he’d always wanted. Sure, he’d missed out on a little bit, but it was only the beginning. There was so much more to come that he was going to be there for.
“Good morning, Dodger.” Chris patted Dodger’s head as he walked past him to scoop Jack out of his cot. “Hey, buddy.” He rocked Jack soothingly, smiling when his son wrapped his tiny arms around his neck and rested his head against his chest. “I’ve missed you too, kiddo.” He held Jack as closely as he had last night, rocking his son to sleep before joining you in bed. “I know I haven’t been around, but I’ll be home soon. You and Dodger just keep taking care of your mama for me, okay? I promise I’ll be home soon, to take care of all of you.”
Chris carried Jack for a little while, pacing the room as he enjoyed the simplicity of holding his son in his arms. It was feeling he’d never, ever get sick of. It was peaceful, very zen-like to have Jack’s tiny body held against his chest; to listen to his soft breaths; to kiss his soft hair; to breath him in because babies always smelt good. Chris didn’t know why, but they did. He was so satisfied with his life at that very moment because he was finally a dad able to celebrate Mother’s Day with his wife and child; he was no longer just a son who had to take care of his mom. He was a husband, a father, and he had to show you how grateful he was towards the woman who’d given him that. He needed to make breakfast, and clean the house, and take out the trash, and fix anything that was broken in his absence. He needed to spend today, and the next two and a half days showing how much he loved and appreciated you before he had to leave again. You may have known already, but it wouldn’t have killed him to emphasize.
You instinctively woke at 6:25AM, like every other morning if Jack managed to sleep through the first light of dawn. You turned over and reached for your husband only to find the bed empty and the baby monitor turned off. You smiled because you knew what day it was and what Chris had planned to do for you while he was home. It was sweet, like everything he did. You stretched, grabbing his pillow and hugging it to your chest. Your mom was right about you knocking things out of the park with him, he was absolutely perfect.
You got out of bed and went into the bathroom to get cleaned up. You were coming out of the bathroom when you heard Chris’ footsteps and Dodger’s paws coming down the hall. “Shhh,” you heard Chris tell your babbling son. “We don’t want to wake your mama, I’m just going to sneak into the bathroom to brush-” You smiled at him as your three boys entered the room. “Oh, you’re awake.” He chuckled when you nodded, walking over to him. “Was it us? Were we too loud?”
“No,” you shook your head and held out your arms to take Jack from Chris. “I’m used to waking up early, as is Dodger.” You looked down at Dodger, smiling. “This little guy keeps us up and at it. Don’t you, bud?” You poked your son’s stomach, making him laugh and Chris smile. “You can go brush your teeth, I’ll watch him.”
“Happy Mother’s Day, sweetheart.” He leaned over to peck you on the lips and you smiled. “I’m going to go brush my teeth first, then I’ll come back and give you a proper kiss.” You chuckled and nodded, bouncing your son as you made your way back over to your bed. Dodger joined you, sitting down in front of you and resting his head in your lap.
“How did you sleep, handsome?” You asked your son, smoothing his bedhead with your hand.
“It’s definitely good to be back in bed with my wife,” Chris answered from the bathroom. You laughed and he poked his head out with a toothbrush in his mouth, “oh. You’re talking to Jack,” he said, his words muffled by his brushing.
“Yes I am,” you smiled. “But I’m glad you slept well too, handsome.” You winked at Chris, earning a wink back. “And you, Dodger.” You cooed and scratched his head. “Anyway, Chris.” You looked back up at your husband. “I am really glad to have you back in bed too, it’s been awfully lonely without you around.”
“I know it has been,” Chris murmured, careful not to get any toothpaste anywhere. “I’ll be home soon though.” He walked back in to rinse and spit, then came back out as he dried his face with his face towel. “And then we can actually be a team like I promised.” You smiled and nodded. “I’m really sorry I haven’t been around to help you.” He walked over and sat down next to you; you passed him Jack and he held his son close to his chest. “Really, really sorry.”
“Don’t be,” you shook your head, kissing his cheek. He pressed his lips together, eyes filled with guilt. “Darling,” you chuckled, rubbing his back. “You didn’t run out on me, you went to work. It’s not your fault you’ve been away, you’re making money to provide for this family. So don’t apologize, okay? You haven’t been far, you know I always carry you in my heart.” He cracked a smile and leaned in to kiss you. “I love you,” you told him then met his lips.
“I love you too,” he whispered. “And you’re getting everything you deserve today, don’t you worry.”
“I’ve already gotten everything I need,” you smiled at him. “My three,” you glanced from Dodger, to Jack, to Chris, “beautiful and perfect boys.” Chris chuckled, leaning in for another kiss. “Yeah, I don’t need anything else.”
One Pieceワンピース [Thriller Bark Saga] : Shichibukai “Shadow’s Asgard” Gecko Moria vs The Straw Hat Pirates
“Even if I had allowed you to continue peacefully on your voyage…at your level, death is all you would have found. You’re nowhere near ready for the ‘New World’!! Though it would appear you have gathered yourself quite a fine crew, you would only lose them all!! My words…come from experience. My subordinates…they were famed, far and wide… Why did I have to lose them all?! My friends were lost to me precisely because they were still alive! If they had all been zombies, dead from the start, I would have lost nothing! For zombies are invulnerable!! Eternal warriors; even if they are purified, a replacement can be found. I will take my army of the undead and seize the title of Pirate King!!”
The Shichibukai of the day; Gecko Moria, King of Thriller Bark! Many of my friends said they didn’t really enjoy this arc but I absolutely loved it! It had a bunch of cool moments such as finding out the Yonkō Kaidō had slaughtered his entire crew in the “New World”, Zoro obtaining the Meito Shusui from Ryūma, and ofc my personal favorite; Zoro vs Kuma. (On a side note, when Oda revealed Ryūma I was really hoping he was the humming swordsman who eventually joined the crew cos he was so cool!! I loved his design & ‘yohoho’ laughter). I also really liked the whole “Nightmare Before Christmas” vibe Thriller Bark gave off and the Kage Kage no Mi was so unique and versatile! Moria may not have turned out to be much in the end, but I thoroughly enjoyed my first read through of the Thriller Bark Saga.
This was all new. A convention wasn’t anything I had ever experienced , especially one specifically for The Walking Dead, one of my all time favorite television shows. I always thought those conventions were for hardcore, borderline crazy, fans. Yet here I am, packing for my flight to Atlanta.
I went all out, purchasing the most expensive “platinum” weekend tickets, I even booked the hotel that I had heard the celebrity guests were staying at. Only place I “skimped” on was buying only photo ops and autographs for my two guys, Jeffrey Dean Morgan and Norman Reedus.