I Literally Just Finished Listening To This Ep. I Am Utterly, Undeniably, Irrefutably Devastated. :(

Sally: Percy, remember the stories I’ve told you - the Greek myths - I’ve been preparing you for the day when you have to grapple with what you are. Hold on to those stories. Be strong. Brave the storm.

Grover: Percy. Listen. I have been prepping you for your destiny via Mythomagic cards. The Minotaur will be wearing tighty-whities. Remember this it will be important.

YOOO MEET ME INSIDE WITH ACE AND WB

Ace: Charles Lee, Thomas Conway, these men take your name and they rake it through the mud

Whitebeard: My name's been through a lot, I can take it

Ace: Well, I don't have your name. I don't have your titles. I don't have your land. But, if you- If you gave me command of a battalion, a group of men to lead. I could fly above my station after the war

Whitebeard: Or you could die and we need you alive

Ace: I'm more than willing to die

Whitebeard: Your wife brother needs you alive, son, I need you alive

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Every soldier walks to their stations. Those who lead makes their last inspections. Platoon 8 glances anxiously at the empty spot before them.

Grifh restlessly picks on a hangnail, "Shouldn't our Lieutenant be here already?"

"We don't even know his name," Said the guy beside him. Rovell? or something.

"Or her."

Grifh glanced at the woman in front. He thinks he should learn his co-workers names.

"As you said, we don't know yet."

Their very short conversing ends there as some guy higher up goes their way. Grifh looks at his tag — Ah, he's a Captain — and salutes.

"At ease," Captain grunts. He reads over the clipboard he's holding and looks at the empty spot.

Grifh's heart rate quickens. He's very nervous, okay? He prays internally for their Lieutenant.

"Platoon 8?"

They nod.

The captain sighs, "Don't expect your Lieutenant to come right away. Though, it says here she'll arrive in the evening."

Oh. How anticlimactic. He was quite curious.

"See? He says she's a she." Banter starts right back up. Always those two, somehow.

"That's literally not the point-"

Grifh tunes them out as he realizes that Captain never really told them their Lieutenant's name. He is left to wonder.

daily entry (ast.)

friendly reminder

He walked. He walked the barren lands and dried seas. He walked everywhere and nowhere. He walked with nothing but Priscilla's head clutched to his chest, her body descrated from the destruction he himself caused. All that he left in his wake was his footsteps — and soon, his sanity.

So he talked.

He talked and talked. He talked through lifeless banks and ashen cities. He talked of everything and nothing — the war, the world, the origins. He talked and no one listened. But his words would be engraved on the world he would soon leave, quite literally hanging in the air waiting to be heard.

It's a punishment, he thinks to himself as he buries his everything.

It's only as he is entering his prison when the smallest speck of life grows from the skull that used to be. And it's only a million or a billion or infinite years later, where life is lush on the lands again.

A boy is born screaming — the voice in his head is deafening.

Ŧħɇ Nɇŧwøɍꝁ ɨs̷ n̷øŧ ħa̷ᵽᵽɏ.

i think about this scene so often. the fact that meeks can't hear the music at all because pitts has the headphones, the spin, whatever that little booty shake he does is? get it white boy!

ACE WEEK

DAY 2: WANO (yukata)

Chewing and gnawing on the irony One Piece continually shows with the main characters where they're doing objectively kind and helpful things and that's what gets them in trouble with the law. It's the selective application of criminal justice. The bias and room for corruption built into the system itself. It's delicious. It's horribly relevant. I'm obsessed.

i NEED that frame of the vine in upper yard (in SKYPIEA) falling to the golden belfry recreated as a renaissance painting (if no one has done it yet)

associating songs with characters is my whole personality