Fanart For A Snippet Of My Most Favorite Heartbreaking Moment From Swordsmans's Fic Bone-breaker Ospreys

zolu for my ych sample

the people who ship fiveya, Kliego, horrance, and alluther are shipping fictional characters in fictional settings. Fans are allowed to make their own headcanon and interpret the source material as they see fit. Fans also have the freedom to ignore canon completely and ship the fictional characters they want to ship

To me, the view that supporting or liking fictional incest normalizes incest in real life does not add up

TUA’s a violent show. Does that mean supporting a violent show also normalizes violence in real life? Does it make viewers wake up one day, randomly throw knives or take people out with rifles? Does it make real life pre teens amassing high body counts ok?

did you mean it? 🐈🐈‍⬛

They did NOT see this coming.

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A possible follow up of this artwork! There are many different ways that I can imagine this going but I went for a "shit, what now?" kind of reaction!

Next part~!

But what was most baffling to all that met the Pevensies after they came back was that they were kind.

Really. Not pretending, not because they were insecure. True, empathic. Far too understanding for children their age. They all have music in them.

Peter’s hands feel too small for him, but he shakes hands all the same. Gentle pressure. There is nobility behind those eyes. Eyes that always border on the supernatural sort of blue, especially in the dark.

He plays the guitar, gently coaxing otherworldly sounds out of an instrument that did not know it could be played like that. He helps his siblings with their homework, is taller much faster than his peers. Seems to take up more space, even though no one understands how a teenage boy manages that.

He doesn’t like doing nothing, ever. He instructs his classmates in grammar, gives away figures he cuts from wood with a knife that seems too sharp for a boy that small. He never hurts himself, though.

As the years pass, Peter grows strong. But he is gentle. He does not seem to be brash, even when many of his friends are. Peter keeps his emotions in check. Noble. Not undangerous, but not belligerent. Peter only ends fights, and only with people that deserve it.

He offers advice, a pat on the back. Teachers wanna dislike him, some do not like the look behind those eyes. Most find they cannot. Peter is popular with both adults and children, speaks sense and laughs often.

Peter is kind. Pious, devout. His faith is unmovable like rock. Did the kids meet God on the estate of their uncle?

Edmund plays the violin. A sad Edmund is a rare sight, but when he plays sad he can keep his whole floor awake. Somehow, Peter always finds h him quickly, effortlessly attuned to his brother’s moods. They play chess, then. Their chess master must have been a champion, Ed beats people with ease. He’s usually not smug about it.

Ed speaks politics and war in earnest, accepts critique graciously, is elegant in a way Peter never manages. Peter speaks frankly, but Edmund can wrap words up real nice. He doesn’t mince words, but his classmates grow into liking the sound of his voice. They appreciate that Edmund does not lie, even when speaking tactfully. Edmund can dial the temperature in a room, change it to suit himself.

He, too, laughs often, but Edmund is known to smirk. He likes being right and he often is. He’ll entertain anyone with a good story, always seems to have the right information to help you out. Remedies to illness, connections, job openings, how to sneak out of PE.

He’s a spider in a web. A bit reserved for a 11 year old, and oddly well-connected. A real ghost when he wants to be, but he never scares people with it.

Aslan would not approve of that. He believes in God as well, but much more intellectually. He’s got the intelligence to back it up and wit to match. A scholarly belief, but not lacking conviction.

Teachers like his enthousiasm, remember a moody nagging child when he left and see a secure young man come back.

Edmund will stand up for what is right. He gets into some trouble like that, but his verbal agility saves him always. Edmund has strong principles and will not bend them for anyone. No matter the trouble he gets in.

The bond with his brother is unbreakable. They even walk the same, chest out, left hand on their belt. They seem most at ease when fencing.

Susan was always warm and tenderhearted, but when she comes back there is a difference.

She seems to have gained authority. It’s real strange watching a 13-year old use her beauty like a grown woman, but Susan has learned to wield it, to stun people so she can creep under their skin. People LISTEN to her now.

Her wit is like a knife, but she avoids cutting deep. Susan is reasonable, and strong, and principled. The little drama others get involved in does not bother her, and she seems immune to petty insults. She has killed before, with her hands.

She will do it with kindness now. She is not very approachable ( that would be Lucy ), but she is kind. She used to mother over her brothers and sisters, but now that they have raised each other in a court full of magic she has gotten more relaxed. They listen to her on important issues, trust in her judgement. Her brothers does not deem himself more important, she is both well-spoken and well-respected by her siblings. Equal. It baffles the old men that teach her. Irritates them, too.

There is an air of mystery around her. Half a look is enough to get what she wants, Susan’s friends laud her security in herself, her Mona Lisa smile. She seems to temper moods easily, makes people feel at ease.

She most of everyone exudes royalty. It’s the grace. Susan plays the harp, her long fingers dancing across the strings like she’s had a lifetime of practice. She’s elegant, never caught off guard. Jamais faux pas.

She does not get angry. She knows who she will be. She is anxious to become an adult, yes, but she only wishes to look how she feels. Not to look differently. Yet the wish to be taken seriously, to have someone see you as an adult, it makes her surprisingly similar to her peers.

Her friends have not been old yet, is all. But Susan is calm and collected. People see her as someone you can tell a secret to. She never hurts someone, is usually a neutral party, speaks sense to adult and kids alike. She is not ignorant, however, will use every trick in the book to keep the peace. She knows when to go nuclear. Vis pacem para bellum.

Lucy is a sun in human form. She has a joie de vivre that is unmatched, is gay and golden-haired and never in a bad mood.

Lucy is kind by default, does not turn it off, does not turn it down. She’s witty and funny and quick on her feet. She has been grown before, yes, but enjoys being young for a few years more. She dances, sings old tunes. Her voice is her favorite instrument, you can usually hear Lucy coming.

Whistling a tune in the halls is known to improve the moods of everyone who hears it immensely. Young girls need to figure out who they are, but Lucy knows, knows what she’ll be and who she likes and what kind of people she wants to be around. She is not pretending, never moody. She can get sad, of course, but her older brothers and sisters are always nearby when that happens.

Lucy is genuine and fierce and convinced, immovable at times. Admired for her drive, but respected for her empathy. She speaks to everyone, often distributes flowers. There’s no naivite in her at all, she simply wishes to be like this so that the world may imitate her. She likes to see people prosper, is the first with praise.

She will go far, is the consensus. There’s steel beneath the soft exterior, Lucy has fire below the flowers. She’s well-liked and well-loved. She has love in spades, it seems, animals and stragglers and misfits and outcasts. She’s popular, her room is a good place to get a cup of tea and someone who will listen to you for some time. After a while she no longer bothers with the door.

That a heart that size fits in a girl that small is a mystery to many. Lucy does not think it is a mystery at all. It is the heart of a lion.

Her faith is as vocal as the rest of her, she sees it confirmed in all that is beautiful, all that is kind. She never tries to convert anyone but there are several people who have told her that version of God is someone they would like to know.

The Pevensies often see each other at parties, where they like to stand together. Edmund knows about everyone, everyone knows Peter, everyone likes Susan, but it is Lucy who knows everyone.

They are kind, but not weak. Peter gets his knuckles bloody sometimes, Edmund does not abide by the rules of unjust teachers. Susan and Lucy solve their problems differently but no less effective. Kindness is their usual way of operating, but they are still kings and queens. They will not allow cruelty, will not let bullies go unpunished.

They are sure of what they are and sure of what comes after death and this makes them kind. Kind , not harmless. Kind, not spineless. Kind, not ignorant. Kind, not naive.

Kind despite. Maybe kind because. The kings and queens of Narnia are proud of what they are, honour the teachings of their lion friend. Kind.

When the crash happens and three siblings die, everyone they know mourns deeply. Without them, the world is less kind.

headcanon:

(but like i know it’s canon)

natsu carries lucy’s stuff for her when they go on missions.

and i KNOW this is true bc there is NO FUCKING WAY lucy is fitting ALL HER SHIT IN THIS TINY FUCKING THING

LIKE???? I COULD MAYBE FIT MY PHONE, AIRPODS, AND WALLET IN IT AND THATS IT

AND WITH LUCY SERVING UP CUNT CENTRAL EVERY DAY ARE WE REALLY SUPPOSED TO BELIEVE THAT SHE IS FITTING EVERY OUTFIT CHANGE, HAIR BRUSH, AND ALL HER ACCESSORIES IN THIS WIMPY (but cute! bc let’s be real our girl always eats) BACKPACK?

the answer is no, which brings me to my second point. LOOK AT NATSUS BIG ASS MF BACKPACK

you’re telling me that natsu had THIS MUCH STUFF that he’s lugging around??? THE MAN LOOKS LIKE HE USED 3 IN 1 BEFORE HE MET LUCY.

and sure he had this set up when they first met but I KNOW that all the apples and dumbbells were replaced by lucy’s tampons, shoes, perfume, hair brush (no hair dryer bc HE is the hair dryer), and all her other shit. bc he is a man AND DAMMIT HE WILL DO IT ALL FOR HIS WOMAN.

thank you for your time, your honor. i rest my case.

inspired by @st-osmanthus most recent post, do you think luffy spent the two year timeskip, and everytime he looked at rayleigh he saw so much of zoro?

he saw a man as powerful, as incredible and as kind as zoro is, but there is an air of tragedy that hangs around rayleigh with every step he takes. do you think he looked at rayleigh and saw a mirror of themselves apart from rayleigh had lost roger. zoro had lost him.

do you think every time he looked at rayleigh he felt reinvigorated to get stronger, not just of his own motivation, but seeing the aftermath of a righthand man without his captain. aimless, impossibly strong, yet lethargic somehow. never quite completely recovered from the loss that roger was to him, lonely and wondering, like zoro had been when he first met him.

and when zoro came back after the timeskip with the same scar that he had looked at for two years on rayleigh’s eye. do you think that cemented every parallel luffy had ever pondered between them?

on a sweeter note, do you think everything he admired about rayleigh as the righthand man of the pirate king, he smiled knowing zoro would become just like him, if not cooler? he was taught so much of what he knows by a man that echos zoro completely, and he must’ve felt so proud knowing what they will become. rayleigh *is* zoro’s counterpart to luffy, because luffy will become pirate king, and rayleigh is the righthand man of the pirate king that came before him. do you think he was happy whenever he saw rayleigh complain about getting old, imagining a day where zoro would get grey hair too.

the ache he must feel looking at the grief that encompasses rayleigh whole, silently promising to never do that to zoro, the pride he must feel when rayleigh showcases unquantifiable strength, the happiness when rayleigh laughs just like zoro. i wonder

When I say Zoro being on his knees like a worshiper for Sun God Nika Luffy, it isn't because he learns he's a god or anything, it's simply because of Luffy's appearance. When Luffy sees him in gear 5 he would shine like he has all the stars on his skin. Seeing Zoro makes Luffy feel like his heart contains suns, makes him feel all fuzzy, giddy and happy. And that love which glows within Luffy's body would be Zoro's weakness. He already had that devotion for Luffy before knowing about Nika. He still has but seeing adoration Luffy has for him in a physical form like that makes him in return show his love, without meaning to, like it's a praying.

(+Also both wouldn't really care about Nika, Luffy not caring because he's Luffy, Zoro not caring because he knows Luffy doesn't care about that lol.)

Fav One Piece artwork 🦜