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. .┊ ◟﹫ Name : Angelica

. .┊﹒𐐪 Age : 19

. .┊ꜝꜝ﹒Pronouns : She / her

. .┊ ⨳゛Sexuality : Female

. .┊ ◟ヾ Likes : Editing, Cute things, Sweet foods, Anime, and Fictional men.

. .┊﹒𐐪 Dislikes : Homophobic and Hypocrite.

. .┊ . :) Multfandom| : One Piece

Demon slayer

Bleach

HxH

Fairy tail

One punch man

Gangsta

Frieren

Dr Stone

Naruto

Tensura

Fire Force (Done Recently)

. .┊ . :3Watching:

Mob Psycho (currently watching)

Jujutsu kaisen (Currently watching)

. .┊ ◟﹫ Extra : Hello, everyone!!(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) Welcome to my blog! This blog is all about anime, editblr, re-bloging some stuff! And also, my nationality is a Filipina🇵🇭.

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Themepack Credit: @kirokumiku

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Cosmic Joke: 'Sharpshooter' Benn Beckman (2/4)

Main Masterlist Here

pics here, here, here, here, + manga

Benn Beckman x Reader Length 17 K+ Rating: 18K+Warnings: Violence, Implied Sexual Coercion, Predatory behavior, Loss of bodily autonomy, Captivity, Psychological Manipulation, Stalking, Threats, Abuse of power, Fear, Suicidal Ideation/self-harm planning, Entrapment,

-X-Home Invasion-X-

You didn’t speak to the human.

Not a single word, hiss, or threat. Not even the satisfaction of letting him know you understood his language well enough to be offended by it.

You sank to the bottom of the spring and sat there in the cold, clear water like a stone that had learned how to hate. Above you, the human remained.

That, more than anything, was strange.

You had expected shouting, demands, or posturing. The crude confidence of a land-dweller who believed a weapon and a trap made him powerful. You had expected him to loom at the edge of the water, to gloat, to poke and prod and test how frightened you were.

Instead, the human just sat.

(short reacts) vol. 2 | "you can't sleep" + one piece men

summary: it's quiet. dark. the hour when everyone else is asleep and the world is still. but you? you can't sleep. so you go find him.

characters: zoro, sanji, beckman, kidd, kuzan, smoker, doflamingo, lucci

volume 1 here: (crocodile, mihawk, marco, ace, shanks, law, corazon)

One Piece Men + reacting to silentattempt!reader (short fics)

Tags: Comfort, slight angst. SFW. Reader is she/her. Some can be read from sh!reader’s pov but it can also be read separately. This post is a lot heavier and more personal to me as a writer so i won’t be taking any request on this fic.

I had no intention of actually posting any of these so I’m not sure what tags to include sorry if I’ve missed somethings ><‘

TW: Suicide, sh, vomit and mentions of drug usage. Please read safely everyone!

Characters/status: Rob Lucci, Sir Crocodile, Trafalgar Law, Donquixote Doflamingo, Roronoa Zoro (established relationship)

Note: I’ve struggled with mental health for so much of my teen years — and December is an especially rough month as it marks a two year anniversary since I survived an attempt.

I remember picking myself up from the floor, and forcing myself to vomit the pills back up. I remember how I cleaned up the mess and dragged my body to the shower to wash out the spit, the blood, the residue from my hair and body. By myself. On my own.

I felt like a used rag, a lump of rotten meat, a dirty wound better left untreated.

That feeling — of pure loneliness, of the realisation I will never have someone to come and save me; is a devastation I don’t wish on anyone at all. No one should have to be found bleeding or left to treat their own gashes. In that moment, I wanted nothing more but a warm hand pressed against my cheek. One that I never got.

I mourn that girl from two years ago, even now when I’m a bit wiser, stronger. In short; I wrote these fics to give myself that warmth, that comfort I never dreamed to recieve.

I never intended to post these fictions as they were nothing but for my own comfort, but hey, we all struggle. And if this can make someone feel seen — then exposing my own dark mind is nothing to a warmth better shared.

Mental health looks different for everyone, but we all try to make something out of our lives despite the circumstances. And I think there is beauty in that.

Take care, and don’t give up! You’ll be okay, even for just a day, even for just a moment. And if you’ve read this far — Much hugs and kisses to you! Stay safe! ><

"Rustic" Joints

A/N: thank you @austrianmusiclover13 for your request about "Marco or Hongo for a reader who has aches in their joints despite being young?" I went with Marco bc despite me really really liking Hongo I have no clue how to write him. And i really feel you about thehip and lower back pain I've been in therapy for quite some time bc of it now.

Plot: you're trying to hide your pain from your lover but he is too observant to not notice

Warnings: none really, sfw, fluff, Marco calling you little bird, established relationship indicated

Characters: Marco x GnReader

Another one.... again...im sorry😭: strawhats x fem reader. Fem reader is actually a mother but her kids are really the same age as zoro or nami?? Maybe 5 kids idk up to you😭 She's old but doesn't look like it and the strawhats knew she was a mother but didnt expect her kids to be so grown or her to be so old lol. Her kids are well known like maybe some top assassin, revolution army, marine, fashion designer idk something well known ig? And when the strawhats meets her kids(probably because its her birthday or they just met up or because they missed their mom...anything really)are shocked because reader has kids that are so grown, theyre famous, and she looks like she's in her 20s like wow reader be raising amazing people👏 lol. And she's with the strawhats because she's just the type of person who wants adventure??

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₊⊹ The Ageless Mother ₊⊹

── .✦ Strawhat Pirates x reader 𓏲ּ𝄢

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ words: 15.5k

✶ 𝄞 Warnings: strong emotional content, Age gap(kind of??), found family, goodbye and inappropriate humor.

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ A/N aughuhuh christmas break is almost here 😇

The smooth, aged wood of the spoon felt cool in your palm as you turned the contents of the pot. A soft, wandering tune, one that never needed permission, slipped past your lips. It was a melody worn soft by time, familiar in the way that elemental scents anchor the memory—the bite of salt on the wind, the sharp zest of citrus, the crisp, clean warmth of linen dried under a relentless sun. The notes didn't demand attention; they simply curled through the warm air of the galley, weaving themselves through the familiar sounds of footsteps and easy laughter that marked the rhythm of the Thousand Sunny.

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