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how to live life like a ghibli film

1. go out in nature more. every studio ghibli film has some aspect of nature intertwined with the storyline. sometimes its hard to get the energy to go outside, but just going out on your deck or opening the window in your room or taking a walk around the block is enough. if you feel like it, go for a hike! go into the woods and look at every flower, and every tree. look at the mushrooms and streams and notice the beauty of them. look at nature like you’ve never seen it before. wake up at 4 and watch the sunset. put plants around your room. realize how beautiful the world is around you. appreciate it. 

2. get a hobby! this step is certainly easier said than done, but its so worth it. struggling with mental illness makes it especially hard to get a hobby, but its very important that you don’t spend the majority of your time on social media. Start small. If you want to start drawing get a coloring book and fill in a picture with beautiful markers! If you want to write find a random prompt online, give yourself 30 minutes and see what you can come up with. Want to try baking? Start with an easy recipe, like chocolate chip cookies, and share them with your family or friends, or just yourself! Try out a bunch of hobbies, and see what you like best. Maybe you like making jewelry or writing poems or creating digital collages or making video edits or decorating your room or riding a bike or sewing or reading. The possibilities are endless, and getting a hobby you enjoy is very important, and fun.

3. start appreciating small things and noticing details. I don’t know how to explain this step, but in studio Ghibli films, small things always stick out. There are beautiful tiny details that make the story so much more magnificent. small details make the studio Ghibli films what they are. maybe on your way to school/work the sky was a really pretty color. Or the tea you made in the morning was perfectly steeped. appreciate small details of life that you don’t normally notice.

4. appreciate food. Pay attention to your food. If you can, try and make/bake your own food! But if you can’t, just be mindful of your food. Try not to eat while you’re on your phone. Dedicate times to just eating. Appreciating the food in front of you. Make yourself the ponyo drink with milk and honey, or ponyo ramen! Make yourself your own blend of tea like the Baron!

5. be kind and help others. Being kind doesn’t have to be a grand gesture, it can be smiling and waving at a baby in a café, or helping your mom finish the dishes, or paying for a friend’s coffee. Small gestures not only put good out into the world, but they also make you feel better. When you can, help others. Try volunteering at an animal shelter, or babysit for your aunt without charging her, or just listen to your friend when they’re going through something and be there for them. In every Ghibli film, the main character is always helping others, and being kind. Try to be like kiki, when she returned the pacifier to the mother who forgot it, or like chizuru from the cat returns, who risks her life to save a cat. Kindness comes in all shapes and forms, so just try your best to do what you can!

6. be your most authentic self. Stay true to who you are. dress how you’d like. Cut your hair like you’ve always wanted to. Stay confident and true to yourself. We all feel insecure sometimes, but we need to remind ourselves that we are great. Don’t try and force yourself to be someone you aren’t. Kiki felt insecure in her abilities as a witch, but she stayed true to herself, and believed in herself, and it paid off. Love and appreciate yourself, just the way you are.

7. (not really a tip but a fun suggestion) start collecting something! This is just an extra step that I wanted to include because I think its nice. But start a collection of things that interest you. It could be anything! Candles, stamps, teacups, antique figurines, 19th century photos, lip balms, books, key chains, flowers, hats. The choices are endless.

fools ⋆ sanji x reader

synopsis; a prelude mini fic to my love

0.5k words | no warnings! | with sanji (gn reader!) | sanji masterlist

sanji cringes when his heavy footsteps cause the wooden floorboards to creak underneath his weight, glancing back to make sure none of his crew mates had woken up. other than some light stirring, he was in the clear, so he made his exit and slowly shut the door behind him.

Law knows he takes things a little too seriously, and sometimes, he worries if it's too much for you. Basically, Law scolding you and freaking out because you let a bee sting you instead of him.

"Okay."

"Tch. You're not listening."

"Okay."

Law gives you his signature deadpan stare. You hide your face deeper on his neck.

"I don’t wanna fight, baby," you mumble against his skin. "You feel so soft."

He scoffs, all high and mighty, but he lifts you up higher on his back, strongly gripping your thighs. "We're not fighting," he lies. "You need to know this."

I can’t lose you.

It's left unsaid, the wind softly taking the words from his tongue along with a couple dozen leaves of the late Autumn. Law carries himself heavily, stepping on a bunch of brown leaves because he knows you like the sound. He'll die before telling you that.

It's miracously silent afterwards, the constant sound of crunches a white noise in the back of your mind as you hum and wait for your Captain to carry you both into the sub.

He's handsome, you think, once in the safety of his quarters. Law's white tank top is rightfully enhancing his arms, and he's all attentive golden eyes and a pouty mouth just begging you to kiss him.

But he lets the air be tense between you, like he wants you to know he's serious, and you notice with amusement how the smooth line of his back muscles are now stiff. But he's so pretty it's distracting, your stare following a single strand of his disheveled hair falling gracefully on top of his forehead, and you can't help but smile at the way his glasses are sliding down his nose. Handsome, handsome.

Law's frown deepens once he catches you smiling at him. He clicks his tongue, inching closer to your bruise and pulling his glasses back into place. "Stop that."

"Stop what?"

"You know what," Law rolls his eyes, gently pressing on the wound on your arm. "Stop looking at me like that."

He's so close you could lean down and kiss him. Your heart races at the thought of his lips on yours, his goatee tickling your chin. The feeling of his heart skipping a beat against your chest. You can't look away, and all of a sudden he lifts his gaze into yours, catching you staring at him again. Your noses are almost touching, and his gaze drifts to your lips for a split second before setting on your eyes.

But he pulls away too soon, setting his stuff on his metal tray and instantly cleaning it, and the moment is gone. You open your mouth to tell him thank you and hoping your puppy gaze will be enough to make him come lay down next to you for the rest of the night, before he cuts you off with a hard stare.

He points an earnest finger at you, completely serious. "You're going to listen to me now."

What follows is a long, long talk on how none of you know how the bees around this area work. And what kind of bee stinged you, because there are killer bees out there, YN. And it's dangerous enough out here already, but what if you were alergic, what if it bit you on your neck causing inflamation and rapidly approaching death?

You power through it until you realize he doesn't really want you to understand the mechanics of bee hives– he just needs an ear that would listen. So you sit, secretly counting on his eyelashes, and listen.

It finally stops after an hour.

He's gotten closer to you during his rant, your pretty face a sweet reminder you're here, now. Your smile is still there, slightly lifting the corner of your lips, and Law isn't strong enough to stare at you for too long, he knows that alright, so he takes off his glasses and sighs into his hands. The waves are easy on the sub tonight, the clickering sound of metal against metal and distinct laughter coming from the kitchen sounds like a lullaby to him. It's almost time for dinner.

He can't lose this. He can't. He would go bee hunting right now and would slaughter the offending little shit's entire colony and more if that's what it took to keep you by his side.

Lifting his head, Law catches your hands with his and delicately brushes his lips over the skin of your hand, ghosting over your palm. "I don’t want to see you hurt again for something so stupid, got it?"

He sounds as harsh as always, but you don't find it in you to tell him he's being dramatic. The slight tremble of his fingertips on your hands is already telling you everything you need to know.

"And definitely," he scowls, hiding beneath it. "not on my behalf."

You nod slowly, pulling him into a hug and laying him down on the bed with you. He lets you, his bones melting into your embrace, and the bed bounces slightly under the new weight. Law rests his head on your shoulder with a tired sigh, and as you sweetly thread your hands on his hair, little by little, his grimace begins to soften, even if his grip around your waist tightens. Right. He's learning. Not overreacting– just coping, and awkwardly trying.

He's getting there.

"Don't worry," you whisper kissing his hair and lacing your fingers with his, feeling the familiar coldness of his palm engulf you as he closes his eyes. "I got it."

what are we?

characters: trafalgar law

part ii: what are we? ft. zoro

summary: you drunkenly hook up with your captain one night. it happens again, and then again. but can you both truly continue with no strings attached?

a/n: part one of a series focused on being in a situationship with different one piece boys! requests are open so feel free to suggest ideas! currently working on some yummy zoro stuff... >:3

Hello! I hope I’m not too late… the last few days have been insane, my hot water tank died and flooded my backroom and things have been crazy, so if I’m too late that’s ok.

If I’m not too late though.. could I get “They’re bringing up my history but you weren’t even listening” with either Nestor or Bishop? Pretty please and thank you.

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You are never too late babe, the playlist runs for as long as you want! Also love this gif!

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Bishop has a history. You know that. For him there's a clear division of before you and after you. Before you he fucked around, got high, drank until he couldn't function. After you, the drugs and booze are almost a thing of the past and he's a one woman man.

Treenie doesn't like that. Bishop senses it from the first time he turns her down. She begs, she cajoles and she tries everything she can get him into bed and he always tells her to fuck off.

You don't come by the club house very often, you're too busy with the community centre. The only reason you're here now is to drop off some stuff for Angel due to his sudden change in circumstances.

It's when he comes out of Templo that Bishop sees you, standing next to a table piled with bags of stuff with Treenie talking.

He feels something in his stomach tighten and his heart sink because he can ready guess what she's saying. He knows what's going to happen, he can see it a mile away, you're going to run. You're going to decide he's not worth the effort, you're going to leave. It's the story of Bishop's life.

The moment your gaze lands on him, you smile, it's that same beautiful smile he's seen every morning for the past few weeks. A sense of relief fills him, and he feels the tension ebb of his shoulders.

He greets you with a kiss, a simple brush of the lips but fuck it does something to him already.

"Treenie was just explaining how you used to fuck around." You tell him, and Treenie looks at you like you've slapped her. Your fingertips toy with the edges of his kutte. "And I explained you're in a better place these days, that you've settled down a little."

"Hm." He makes an agreeable noise as he looks into your eyes and tips your chin up so that he can kiss you a little more because truly he understands that this is your way of politely marking your territory and he kinda likes it.

"I'm all yours." He reaffirms.

You tilt your head toward Treenie, with that smile, the one he fell in love with from the very beginning.

"Looks like we don't have anything to worry about Treenie."

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This is a reminder that your anxiety is lying to you, people don't dislike you even though it tells you they do, you're not unworthy of good things happening just because it tells you that.

Just because you are extremely self-aware, it doesn't mean you are aware of the perspectives of other people.

You are not worthless as your anxiety tells you, and most people wouldn't think that if you.

Anonymous asked:

Hi! I saw that ur 100 Follower Event is still open and May I request Law x fem reader with the prompts: 🌷9, and 🦋2 please? Thank you so much!

a/n - thank u for the request! i've been in my law feels lately haha

wc - 0.6k | warnings - none | with law (she/her pronouns)

.。・:*:・

you had every right to be worried, hurt, angry even. with law, basically, abandoning the heart pirates and working under doflamingo, you weren’t exactly at ease.

ever since he had become a warlord he had been so secretive, despite the relationship that you two had established. there was only one person on this entire planet that knew law’s every secret and that was you.

Hey there! For your finals week event, may I please request prompt 13 ("i don't need anyone else! i just need...you... you're all i need"), with Zoro? She/her pronouns. :) thank you!

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a/n - well of course! some zoro fluff coming right up for you! :)

celebrate 500+ followers with me; send in a request!

wc - 1.1k | warnings - none | with roronoa zoro (she/her pronouns used!)

“zoro, what the hell did you do now?”

sanji’s bitter tone had the swordsman grimacing where he stood, darting his gaze behind him to where sanji was drawing closer.

Anonymous asked:

Good luck on your exams! Can I request Zoro and/or Law with prompt 3. I need something goofy and fluffy to cheer me up rn and hopefully it’ll be a good distraction for you too ☺️✨

a/n - lucky for you goofy and fluffy is my specialty! i hope you're okay anon<3

celebrate 500+ followers with me; send in a request!

wc - 1.2k | warnings - none | with trafalgar law and roronoa zoro (they/them pronouns used!)

now, before you say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm,” you plead, holding your hands up in defense.

Anonymous asked:

Here’s to manifesting good finals grades! ✨🧿🪬 For your event may I request prompt 28 with Sanji and she/her pronouns? Thank you so much Xx

a/n - i truly believe you're the reason i passed my exams with flying colors this semester anon so thank you! ily!<3

celebrate 500+ followers with me; send in a request!

wc - 0.2k | warnings - very very angsty! | with sanji (she/her pronouns used!)

i think i still love you,” sanji admits, kissing the back of your hand. “no, i know i still love you! and if you wake up, i’ll never take you for granted again, i—i promise,” he pleads, listening to the slow and steady heart monitor.

Anonymous asked:

STOP OH MY GOD YOU’RE THE BEST SANJI WRITER ON THIS WHOLE APP HHKDBKKDBK— I just found your blog and I’m literally obsessed ❤️❤️❤️

Could I maybe request "all you have to do is say yes" with Sanji + she/her pronouns? Never stop being amazing!!!! ❤️

note; anon i am obsessed with YOU! you are so kind, thank you for your sweet words my love<3 hope this sanji fluffs is to your hearts content :)

wc; 0.5k | warnings; none! | with sanji (no pronouns used!)

you rub your eyes, yawning softly as you stumble around the sunny until you reach the galley. you knew staying up all night in the library reading was a bad idea, and now you’re thirsty and your eyes are burning from being under the reading lamp all night.

Anonymous asked:

Hiya cherry! I saw ur requests for ur 500 follower event are open and I was wondering if I can request prompt number 7, 13, and 15 with Sanji and she/her pronouns please? Like maybe when they were in wci arc hehe angst to fluff please. Thank you!!🫶🏻💗

note; anon these prompts together are just *chefs kiss* <3 you're an absolute genius! the ending was still kinda angsty, but implies fluff so i hope that's okay :)

wc; 0.7k | warnings; angst, mentions of bruises and scars, minor wci spoilers ⚠️ | with sanji (she/her pronouns used!)

when this is all over it’s just going to be you and me, okay sanji?”

Anonymous asked:

Could I request prompt #2 with Ace 🔥 please? Maybe a friends to lover scenario? 🥹 thank you!!

friends to lovers is possibly one of the best writing tropes, i said what is said. thank you sweet anon for this request, i might expand on this in a separate fic to be honest...

0.3k words | starring portgas d ace and a female reader | check out my holiday event!

oh, you’re jealous,” you taunt, pointing a finger at the fire fist.

ace annoyingly rolls his eyes, slumping down in your bed. “i don’t know what you mean,” he brushes off, positioning himself for a more comfortable position. his large orange hat is pulled him his head and rests on his face, you assume to cover up the blush that flushes his face.

Comfort/Sweet Headcanons with the Heart Pirates (GN Reader)

I felt like writing something with my favorite pirate crew and I hope this can help whoever needs it ~

Trafalgar Law

  • When you’re having a rough time it shows, so Law wants to know what’s wrong
  • You can always go to your Captain when you’re having a bad day
  • He’s aware he’s often really focused on his work but that should never stop you from reaching out to him
  • He let’s you vent to him as much as you need, it’s better to let it out than keep everything to yourself
  • Allows you to cry in his arms, if you need it
  • You’re part of his crew and we all know Law cares so much for his crewmembers, that includes you
  • Law will make sure you have eaten/are drinking water, it can play with your mood
  • Let’s you stay with him if his presence helps you feel a bit better because you don’t want to be alone
  • Law will ask you how you’re feeling almost every day, not too often because he doesn’t want to be annoying, but it’s his way of showing that he cares

Bepo

  • Bepo can smell your sadness/when you feel anxious about something, thanks to that Animal Instinct™
  • Bepo will let you hug and cuddle him
  • His soft fur, no one can resist it, you just want to squish him and stay like this forever
  • Bepo knows it helps you feel better, so he lets you stay like this as long as you need
  • Will listen to you venting and won’t probably say much, but know that he’s listening
  • Says he won’t tell anyone but would probably go to Law, Shachi or Penguin for help, Bepo wants to help you but doesn’t always know what to do
  • Will come back to you and hug you, telling you everything will be alright and that he’s there for you

Penguin & Shachi

  • They’re feeling something is wrong, you’re not smiling as much as the usual so they make it their mission to lift your mood
  • Shachi and Penguin will try to make you laugh, have you hang out with them, they even have Bepo and the other crewmembers join you three
  • They respect you if you don’t wanna talk about what makes you sad, but they will gladly help you not think about it
  • Do you know what brings comfort? Food!
  • That’s right, they have you cook with them! It’s pure chao but you’re laughing and having fun, that’s what they wanted
  • If you don’t have the energy for anything, because emotionally drained, or just feeling tired, Penguin or Shachi would get you something they knew you’d like, like your favorite pastry
  • It’s their own way of saying “we’re here for you”

Safe With Me • Law x reader •

Requested by @nyi72 : Can you write a fanfic with Law comforting a gn reader who just had a ptsd or panic attack out of nowhere?

Cee’s Note: Thank you for this request 🫶🏽 sorry it took long I hope you enjoy it ☺️

CW: mentions of trauma, descriptions of panic attack, fluff, gender not specified, reader and Law are not together but clearly like each other, reader feels like a burden, soft!Law

“Y/N-ya?”

You heard your captain from outside the door yet you remained silent, hoping he would just walk away.

It happened again.

You absolutely hated feeling this way.

The simplest things would trigger these emotions. The sound of raised voices, the loud bangs of objects colliding together, or glass shattering on the pavement and the haunting memories would start flooding your mind. Suddenly you were back at that place in your life before you had joined the heart pirates. The air starts getting denser and suddenly it feels like you’re suffocating.

This wasn’t the first time these overwhelming feelings would hit you out of nowhere but never had it happened in front of your captain.

Law had found you hyperventilating and sobbing in the hallway of the submarine. His medical instincts kicked in and he was quick to be at your side. He was familiar with the signs of panic attacks so he knew exactly what to do.

He instructed you to focus on your breathing. He demonstrated on himself, slowly breathing in and out, encouraging you to follow his breaths.

After a few shaky attempts you were able to slow down your breathing, your heart beat slowing down from its erratic pace. You could faintly make out his sharp features through your tears. Although his expression remained calm, his eyes held so much concern.

When you finally calmed down, your eyes widened in realization at what had just happened and you quickly rose to your feet and ran inside the door behind you which happened to be your bedroom. You locked the door, pressing your back against it, sliding down before burying your head in your arms from embarrassment.

Law was taken aback from your quick movements but stood from his crouched position and knocked on your door, calling your name. You remained at your spot, not budging an inch. After a few more knocks, it was quiet and you assumed he finally walked away.

That was until you heard a “Room” and “Shambles” and the book that was on your nightstand was replaced by your captain.

You were startled by his presence, forgetting about your captain’s teleportation powers.

“Y/N-ya, why did you run away from me?” Law questioned, eyebrows furrowed at you.

You sigh, trying to find the words to explain yourself but when you tried to speak it was as if the words were caught in your throat, unable to escape.

Law took notice of your lack of a response and slowly made his way towards you. He perched down and sat next to you on the cold pavement against the door. You two sat in silence for a moment, both trying to find the right words to say to one another.

“Ya know…you can talk to me”

You glanced next to you to see Law’s head down, hat lowered covering his eyes.

“I know I’m just your captain but….I do care about you Y/N-ya” his words were quiet yet soft.

The sincerity in his tone gave you the courage to finally speak.

“I didn’t want…you to see me like that” you admitted, eyes looking everywhere else but the man beside you.

“Why?”

Because I have a huge crush on you.

Because I don’t want you to think that I’m weak.

Because I don’t want to burden you with my issues.

“I just don’t…okay”, you sighed.

If only he knew

Law raised his head to study your features. Your tear stained cheeks and puffy eyes made his heart ache. He knew that there was something plaguing your heart and he wished he could free you from the pain and sadness you must be feeling.

“I used to get those a lot too….when I was younger”, he admitted.

I had a lot of fucked up things happen when I was a kid. The attacks eventually stopped but i still get night terrors once in a while about my past.”

Your eyes widened in shock at his confession. Your captain was a very private person, you’ve never heard him express his emotions or talk about his past.

You turned your head to look at him, his golden eyes met yours before shyly looking down again. He never opened up to anyone, not even Bepo.

“Thank you for telling me that”, you gave him a small smile. “I’m here for you too, if you need somebody to talk to”

Law raised his head to loom at you, his features had relaxed and he returned your smile.

“I’m supposed to be the one comforting you Y/N-ya” he joked.

This was a side you’ve never seen from Law but it was refreshing, seeing him smile and be less serious.

You giggled at his comment. “You did though, I guess you can say we’re trauma bonding”

He chuckled a bit at your comment. It was a sound you’ve never heard come from your captain, but filled you with butterflies nonetheless.

“Well, you don’t have to feel scared or alone. You’re safe here…with me” he said, peering down at your hand that was an inch away from his tatted one on the ground.

You followed his gaze and decided to do what he had wanted to do but was too scared to. You closed the space between each other’s hands, looping your pinkie with his. His eyes widened slightly, his cheeks getting pink by the sudden action. Despite his surprised expression, he didn’t move his hand away.

Law’s heart felt like it was beating 100 mph. Such a simple act, has gotten him feeling butterflies in his stomach. You sheepishly look at him, feeling your own cheeks heating up. You looked so adorable to him. He couldn’t help his gaze from going to your lips then back up to meet your eyes, almost silently asking you for permission.

You nodded your head, giving him the okay. Law stared at you for a moment before closing the space between you two, pressing his lips against yours for the first time.

His lips felt soft like a warm pillow and you couldn’t help but to sink into him, kissing him back tentatively. You could feel the tickle of his goatee against your chin, the slight sensation of your shared breaths under your nose.

Law gave you one last peck, before breaking the kiss. You both slowly parted away from each other, eyes blinking open. Law lowered his hat, trying to hide his flushed face. You giggle at his shyness, he was so cute and awkward.

“I..erm…should p-probably check on the crew” Law stuttered, rising to his feet.

You nodded, smiling slightly. “Thank you for helping me with my panic attack and our talk…aaand the kiss”

Law looked down at his feet, “I-erm yeah..uh..thank you too…I mean…no problem”

He hastily left your room and you couldn’t help but giggle to yourself at his flustered behavior. Your usually calm and collected captain was a stuttering mess. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself, Law’s words replaying in your head.

“You’re safe here….with me”

cw: nsfw [minors dni]. vaginal intercourse, fem reader wc: 1.1k

“Where do you think you’re going?” Law grasps at the back of your shirt as you sit on the edge of his bed, gives it a gentle tug to coax you back under the blankets.

You stretch your arms above your head and the cool air of the room hits your stomach. “I just want something to drink, is that okay?”

“I guess.” You can’t see him, but you could swear that you can almost hear a pout in the way the words slink out of his mouth.

You playfully grumble and flop backwards onto him. “So I’m not allowed to go to the kitchen anymore, I suppose?”

“No, I’m afraid not. Captain’s orders.” A tattooed arm snakes around your midsection and pulls you down to the mattress so he can curl himself around you.

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Anonymous asked:

Hello! First of all, I love your writing and your content. Can I ask for HC on Law saying to their romantic interest something like: "If you don't like how we run things here, then leave" after a heated discussion which actually makes them leave the crew, and after Law goes to great extents to amend that, Angst to comfort.

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A/N: Hi friend! This was a fun prompt and ive been working on it for a while! Thanks for your patience! (It’s not completely proofread, so I apologize for any mistakes. I may go back and edit it better later, but i wanted to get this out for you and everyone today!)

Characters: Law x gn reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Leaving

“If you don’t like how I run things, then leave,” Law spat out, turning back to the papers at his desk. “I don’t have time for you questioning my decisions.”

You stood there for a moment, dumbfounded at his words and their harshness. 

“Law-” you start.

“Leave!” He snapped, not even looking up from his work.

You turned on your heel and rushed out the door, covering your face to hide your tears. You ran to the Captain’s Quarters and threw the few belongings you had into a duffel bag, slung it over your shoulder, and left the room. You didn’t want to say goodbye to your crewmates or this life, but you had heard Law’s message loud and clear. Leave. You were no longer welcome here. 

You passed by the kitchen and hang out area, and you popped your tear-stained face in the room, trying your best to act casual.