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i think the saddest thing about a character dying in another characters arms is the fact that eventually they have to let go no matter how much that means leaving their fallen friend behind no matter how much it hurts or makes them want to switch places and that they can still feel the cold emptiness of their arms years later

Is it odd to say I sometimes struggle to place exactly how I think of Zoro and Chopper's relationship?

Some people say they're like father and son, whilst others say they're more like siblings, but I feel like I'm in some weird no-man's-land where neither title really matches up.

It's like Zoro's an older brother who was forced to look after his younger brother, Chopper, in the place of absent parents, and is the closest thing to being a father whilst simultaneously absolutely unable to act like an 'actual' parent should due to being completely inexperienced and too young to fulfill that role properly.

I hope I articulated that properly because I don't even know at this point, I just want to hear if anyone else feels like this 😭

Watercolor painting of xie lian :)

Plus sketch because I really liked it

ghosting, breathing (expand for better quality!)

When I woke. Up this morn.

My cat had, threw up all down the ladder

That leads up to my bed.

I said “honey, my baby, you cute shit

I need my hekkin ladder

To get cleaning supplies.”

She just looked up, from the floor

Where she jumped

As if to stare in judgement

About why I was stuck

But now I had to get down

From my bed

Either from vomit ladder

Or from rib-breaking rails

Alternatively,

James, turning around to face Reggie, in a rather desperate tone: Darling, please, let’s go have dinner. You need to eat something!

Regulus, pulling away, speaking dismissively and assertively: I have eaten! I am eating!

James, blushing profusely and facing away again before shoving his face in a pillow, extremely embarrassed: MY ARSE DOESN’T COUNT!!

Regulus, going back to his meal, scoffing and holding James down: Like fuck it doesn’t, Jamie.

(All that can be heard for the next hour are rather pitiful and loud whines until Reggie finally gives in and agrees to go out for an actual dinner. He’s quite chuffed with himself the whole time they’re out, not minding the fact that he has to feed himself as much as usual.)

James: baby you need to eat

Regulus: I have eaten

James: sucking my dick doesn’t count

Regulus: yes it dOES!