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So is it law now that every version of Edward Hyde must be a bottom orrrrrrrrr?

The Magnus Archives continues to be a romantic comedy.

i think it’s time to check on my fellow jon kinnies. how are you guys doing during this not so fine day? not well i presume. i sure am not. we should start a therapy group.

Martin likes rowing in canon!! Martin is good at it! Martin is strong!!

Not only that, Jon knew this!!

That's why he was frustrated in 195 about the fact that one time he is a boat and it's without his strong, boat-loving boyfriend.

After all this time, they finally had a chance and was cheated out of a potential date >:(

Give me a fic where Garp does his damnest to find a photo of Ace’s mother to give it to him for his birthday. Give me a fic where Ace goes to Baterilla and finds an old midwife who remembers his mother and quietly talks about her will to keep her son safe. Give me a fic where an old man with a flower on his head would sometimes visit the South Blue to keep an eye on his late captain’s beloved and son. Give me a fic where Buggy challenges all pirate-hopefuls attempting to go to the Grand Line and stopping short when he sees Ace’s freckles and eyes.

Give me a fic where he pulls him aside and asks his name, and breaks down crying as he hugs him and chants underneath his breath, “You’re alive, you’re here, you’re alive.” Give me a fic where it’s Buggy that tells him about the Roger Pirates, about his fool of a captain, about his longsuffering first mate, of his annoying fellow cabin boy, and of his captain’s lover with a red hibiscus on her hair always. Give me a fic where Shanks fights the urge to hug Ace and wrap him up with his cloak the moment he sees him in the cold. Give me a fic where Ace shyly asks stories of his mother, but doesn’t hate his father as much as he did before.

Give me a fic where Rayleigh gets up from his seat and swims all the way to Marineford, because he’ll be damned to just watch and have another loved one (although Ace doesn’t know him) die when he can do something. Give me a fic where Buggy swoops in to carry Ace and Luffy somewhere far away from the war, all the while screeching at his Vice-Captain, “What took you so long!?” and mentally willing Shanks to show the fuck up already. Give me a fic where Ace is watching all the people who love him battle in the war and win, because he’s safe and in the Moby with his brother crying all over him and wrapped twice around his torso.

Give me a fic where Rayleigh, Buggy and Shanks stand off in the middle of the battlefield, all hackles raised and weapons and fists glinting black with haki. Give me a fic where the entire world trembles in anticipation for the upcoming clash, where Whitebeard gurarara’s with unbridled glee, where Sengoku feels fear, and where Garp grins with reckless abandon for everyone to see. Give me a fic where Law has to treat two human patients with the Dark King waiting in his submarine. Give me a fic where Buggy and Shanks argue while waiting for them to wake up. Give me a fic where Ace wakes up to dozens of happy faces smiling down at him, filled with joy upon seeing him awake.

Give me a fic where Crocus speeds towards them in Amazon Lily, hoping beyond hope that Ace didn’t get his father’s illness. Give me a fic where everything hurts but will be alright, where there are as much as tears as there are to peals of laughter. Give me a fic where everyone hugs Ace and ruffles his hair and claps his back and welcomes him with open arms.

Give me a fic where a flock of crows suddenly circle above them and a blonde man with a top hat comes flying down with the face of a brother thought lost and tears in his eyes. Give me a fic where the ASL become whole once more and are reunited without one of them never having the chanceto know the other was actually alive. Give me a fic where Garp comes weeks later and engulfs his grandsons in a hug and nearly burns his coat of justice in the pit, only to be stopped by Luffy who grins at him like he’s never known pain and forgives him wholly.

Give me a motherfucking fic where Ace gets what he deserves. Or I’ll write it myself.

So...I got a theory, that like any other theory, sprouted awfully, like a flesh flower in Jared Hopworth's garden:

Am I the only one that has the awful feeling that something like this is gonna happen: So, hypothetically...

Imagine Georgie and Melanie being in the middle of an orde of Archivists Monsters, or just in a dangerous situation in general, and Melanie gets hurt, or is close to dying, and like that... Georgie feels fear again.

Suddently she fears Melanie dying and her not being able to save her.

And by feeling fear she inevitably succumbs to whatever fear domain suits her best.

(Which is probably gonna be the End, because she'll fear Melanie's life ending? Maybe?)

Then imagine Melanie surviving whatever scared Georgie, aand while she hears the sounds of her beloved succumb to whatever horror awaits her, not able to do anything, she can't help but think its because of her.

Or even worse, not realizing at all and just calling out her name hopelessly....Feeling angrier and angrier at each and every monster, person or fear that took her away, but in the end, blaming herself because she wasn't able to do anything.

No? Just me? Okay, I'll go back to my corner.

Me and Mr. Fairchild have very similar reactions.

So um,,, loving the enthusiasm here Mrs. Jude Perry, but burn the dumb little archivist again...and, seeing how much you love the heat, I will drown you in a pool of ice.

How are we feelin tonight lads

To those moments who never happened.

- Hello, Ace. Good to finally see you.

- Hello Ace. You're finally here, little dear.

If someone didn't decide to die with glitter and drama, I think this scene could have happened for those three.

For little Ace who would never doubt he've been love. For unbreakable Rouge who die hoping the ex enemy never change his mind about her child ( hoping he will teach him to grow, to believe, to love, hoping he will watch her child and never let him down, hoping he will be loved, fed and clothed, hoping for her child she'd love so much so she break the law's nature for him ). For Roger, who, the last day, the last hour, the last minute, have been asked where were his treasure and he never responded it was in two little brats who look at him like a father or in this woman and in this unborn child who he will forever love.