The Only Reason I’d Wanna Be On Hermitcraft Right Now Isn’t So That I Could Build Awesome Builds

Hi friend! Came to follow from ao3! Hope you like it on tumblr!

It's been a bit strange, but also very fun! :D

Asked my friend Cover_Mystic if she could maybe draw Caelus and look at this :DDD

She’s so pretty :DDD

You guys can find Mystic at her Twitter and Instagram

Give her some love, she's really good <3

9 people you'd like to get to know better.

Can't say I expected to be tagged in this, but thank you @atagarock for doing so :)

1. 3 ships; Zolu, Dead on Main, and SoapGhost

2. first ever ship; I can't remember, but probably something Harry Potter related :P

3. last song; If you were a woman (And I was a man) by Bonnie Tyler

4. last movie; Eeeehhh... I haven't watched a movie in over a year I think... The new generation My Little Pony one? Maybe???

5. currently reading; Fanfic. So much fanfic. What are books?

6. currently watching; One Piece Live Action

7. currently consuming; nothing

8. currently craving; Food. Just food. Maybe asian food, can't be too sure.

I have no friends to tag, but if anyone wants to do this, then go right head :D

something they don’t tell you about being autistic is that every character you write WILL end up autistic/autistic-coded whether you like it or not

Reblog to unleash this cat on your mutuals

In 'Treasures for a Treasure (pearls pale in your eyes)' how does Marco react to the ocean loving Ace even though he ate a devil fruit 'cause that's gotta hurt him seeing that.

Meeting Ace doesn't have much of an effect, honestly.

The first time Marco met a gold speckled who had eaten a Devil Fruit, and realised that they were still loved by Mariana, he was absolutely broken. He probably spent a good long while crying in a corner somewhere, because how is it fair that they can eat a fruit, willingly, and still be loved, but he is hated for having it forced on him?

But at this point in the story, Marco has been alive for many, many years. He's met countless gold blooded, some with Devil Fruits, some without, and he's grown to accept that they are loved, and he isn't. He's a Priest of the Sky, and has been for much, much longer than he was a Priest of the Sea.

He misses Mariana, sometimes, but he is loved by Caelus in a different way, and he cares deeply for her in turn.

Mostly, he just found it funny that a grandson of the Sea ate the fruit that turned him into fire.

This is so cool!

Look at her!!!! :DDD

hey! I'm a one piece fanfiction lover (it'll be pretty obvious as my fanarts and au's are posted) and I'm even a writer! I recently read the fanfic "treasures for a treasure" by TheWritingDJ on AO3 and was enchanted by one of its characters, Mariana. Recently Oda revealed that Mother Nature is a real entity in One Piece and that gave me even more inspiration! This fanart is a representation of Mother Nature as I imagine it, but it was strongly inspired by Mariana from TheWritingDJ! Hope you like it!

(can she be considered an oc? i think so)

here is the link to this wonderful fanfic!

and if you want to read some of my work (I hope) my username is zoluarts on ao3 !!

Spear-bearing straight

Not accurate, but funny

from now on your tumblr nickname is whatever you get from this sexual identity generator  ☆

Gotham Skies glow Brave and Bold

When Thomas Wayne dies, everyone feels it.

It doesn’t matter that it’s late at night. It doesn’t matter that most people are asleep or that some are so hopped up on caffeine they can taste color or that some are so drunk they can barely remember if they’re wearing shoes or not.

None of it matters.

Because suddenly, without warning, every single person in Gotham, from the poorest urchin to the sleaziest mob boss to the richest philanthropist, hears a sound like a gun going off right before something snaps.

It’s like the world stops.

Suddenly, breathing is impossible, throats caught on nothing but the shocking feeling of loss. Suddenly, skin becomes freezing cold, like all the warmth has been sucked from the room. Suddenly, knees buckle and eyes shoot open and heads turn unerringly towards the same place, looking to where there is now a hollow space in countless chests.

And suddenly, everyone knows.

Thomas Wayne is dead.

Gotham’s Sky is dead.

Someone killed their Sky.

The world stands still, breaths caught and fingers freezing and Souls screaming.

And then the world burns.

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Because if DC and Katekyo Hitman Reborn! existed in the same universe, you know everyone in Gotham would have Flames and you know the Waynes would be their Skies.