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It has come to my attention that I'll probably not catch up to all the birthdays that I missed this year, so instead of trying to finish them before the year ends, I'm going do them in order starting next year. I had something else planned for the birthdays in 2026 but since I don't even have life figured out properly (I'm a first year in uni and don't have the tools for what i wanted to do) I'll push that for when I sort of figured everything out. BUT for the characters whom I already did their birthday head canons, they'll get a special one-shot instead :DDD.
Pray with me to be able to fulfil my promise and I'm sorry for not working much this year everyone :(
But I'm old, and I need y'all to just listen to me a second. Ten seconds maybe.
Twenty years ago, thirty years ago, there were kids outside. 40 years ago I was among Those Screaming Kids Outside.
Suddenly, kids being outside became a PROBLEM.
Some dumb fucks started suing parents when their kids got injured at their homes. They started calling CPS on kids who were "unattended" outside and levying abuse charges.
We went from It Takes a Village, to I'll call the cops on you if you hang out at the mall for too long without buying something.
It went from Hanging Out at The Park with Your Friends, to getting escorted home because a group of teens was automatically a Gang, and Gangs were terrible and awful and no one wanted their property values to go down because of hooligans.
No big kids outside. No one to watch over the littler kids, so no little kids outside. Less kids outside, more kids inside.
And hey, hey - Look At ME - I loved video games and computers and I was not a fan of "Outside". But I walked down to the Blockbuster than was 3 miles away from my house, and I rode my bike through parks and I played basketball in the street, and now that's gone.
Sure, kids carve out space here and there where they can, but as a general rule, it's all gone. It's paved over, under surveillance, with "This will be exhibit A" signs plastered all over the place.
The cacophony of loud, irritating, barely contained children missing from the day to day sounds of society were the first sign of its death, frankly. I don't know how it lined up to happen so fast, I'm sure someone smarter than me could point to the assholes that got the ball rolling in the wrong direction.
But it's really eerie to be at my desk, at work, during the summer months, and there's not a sound on my residential street. It's fucking creepy.
WARNINGS! Physical violence, guilt-tripping, possesiveness, manipulation, sadism, abuse, Ace is very cruel to the reader, fire
“Do you have a disease that makes it impossible for you to listen to me?” Ace asked as he held you by your wrist, high in the air. You winced in great pain; your carpus was surely dislocated. Your lips trembled as any attempt at making a coherent sound failed.
“How many times have I told you to avoid that pill-pusher Deuce? You know how I feel about him; he still has a thing for you even though you’re mine.”
“I-I didn’t mean to! Marco was out on a mission and he was availa-“
“How about Tate or the other damn nurses?! They’re not doctors, but they can get the job done.”
Tears streamed down your face as you excessively whimpered in response, pain and remorse were all you could feel. You felt so guilty for what you did, for disobeying your lover’s rules; rules that were put into place for the sake of your protection.
“You know I do this because I love you… What if Deuce has his way with you? Who will protect you?”
He tightens his grip as you cry louder, your other hand trying to free your hanging body from his hold. Suddenly, he harshly swings your body back, letting go and throwing you on the bed. Consequently, your body slams against the headboard, then crashes down on the mattress. You quickly tried to collect yourself as his shadow loomed over you, his body crawling and engulfing you in the darkness of his shade.
“I-I’m so sorry, I’ll never do it again! I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry…”
Desperately, you blabbered apology after apology, your distress scattering your state. He grinned in response. There's something about you in misery that fills him with excitement. It’s like the thrill he gains from making enemies cower from the mere mention of his name; it was almost a turn on.
Ace gently wiped your tears with his heated hand, and just as you thought you were forgiven, he suddenly lit his thumb on fire. His blazing digits approached your face as your expression turned from anguish to pure horror. You loved Ace’s warm nature but not his flames, you were terrified of fire. You tried to push yourself away, only to slam your back against the headboard. He looked at you with pure glee.
“Do you really?”
You swallowed as you desperately nodded,
“Y-yes! I mean it! I really do!”
“You want me to calm down and stop being so mad, right love?”
“Y-yes! I do!”
“Then come extinguish the fire yourself.”
Ace reached his hand towards you and lit all his fingers on fire. You were afflicted, Ace knows how you feel about his powers, and he’s using your manipulated regret to entertain himself further. He’s using your guilt against you.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to, I understand if your only way of showing your remorse is with your words…”
You knew that wasn’t true, and so did he. You were desperate for his forgiveness, his understanding of your genuine shame. You reached your quivering hands out, they were shaking so much he could barely keep track of their movements. You slowly wrapped your hands around one of the burning fingers, and you let out a shrill laced with turmoil.
The entire ship could probably hear you. You never wanted to be near his flames, and now you’re embracing them with your bare hands. Your lover stared at you with a proud yet amused look.
“So good to me, so loving and strong for me,” his eyes were horrifyingly laced with warmth, he genuinely found the misery of his girlfriend endearing and romantic. As you extinguished the rest of his fingers and sobbed louder and harder, his heart fluttered. He didn’t actually care about Deuce, even if he did like you, he knew Deuce wouldn’t do anything. Ace isn’t actually mad, he just finds sadistic joy in making you weep and beg for his forgiveness.
Lovingly, his arms embraced your despaired body. He whispered sweet nothings into your ears, not like you could hear him. You were quickly unconscious, softly snoring as you believed you could safely do so in the arms of the man who truly loved you.
But that’s just an assumption you made.
It’s an assumption you’re dangerously sticking by.
He’s a sick man.
What he defines as love is purely immoral.
But the two of you don't know that.
Good day everyone! I wanted to push something out for all of you before I get destroyed by midterms, I have three next week each after the other ToT!! I know this type of writing is new and controversial but please do tell me what you think and if you'd like to see more! I wanted to experiment out of fluff, I'd like to thank @hannahbarberra162 for helping me with the tags, check out her work it's amazing and so cool! :)
The crew does very little for Jiru on his birthday
It's nothing personal
Jiru himself prefers his birthday to be celebrated quietly
It's also because it's his dad's birthday, he enjoys celebrating with everyone else, and doesn't exactly enjoy being the center of attention
Speed Jiru is especially close friends with Haruta, Rakuyo, and Blamenco, they're their own little friend group
Jiru isn't aware, but the three are discreetly planning a small surprise party
Jiru is too busy excitedly preparing for his dad's birthday on Sphinx Island with everyone else
Thatch does make something extra special for him, mint tea with ghriba cookies
It's really small but it's something Jiru looks forward to every year
The Cake!
Jiru has a thing for almonds
The crew would always find him with any sort of nuts in his pockets
He's the guy who just eats sunflower seeds on the random
They were conflicted between baking him an almond cake or brownies with almonds
They settled on just a flourless almond cake
Oh by the way Thatch isn't baking since he's busy with Pops' feast, this is all Haruta and Rakuyo's attempt at baking
God bless their hearts and their zero experience in the kitchen
It came out pleasantly well! Took them a few tries however (poor Thatch has a lot to clean)
Gift giving :3
It's difficult shopping for Jiru
He doesn't speak of himself so much, so it's tough to determine what he'd like
Blamenco decided to look at what everyone knows about Jiru
Do you know those like memes with the investigation board and the red threads yeah they got that but with Jiru
Jiru is known for his jousting Lance, a unique weapon you don't often see used by pirates
Blamenco laid his eyes on a beautiful lance wrapped in rose gold that had purple hues. He knew it was only compatible with his friend
And the entire crew wrote birthday letters that went into a raggedy purple box put together with love
How the party goes. . .
A lot of the Whitebeard pirates stay in inns instead of the ship when they're at Sphinx Island
They're honestly happy to sleep in a room that isn't shared with 3 other guys
Even though the commanders have their own private rooms (considering their high status)
Some do enjoy just sleeping on something that isn't constantly moving or slightly rocking from side to side
An inn that the commanders particularly favor is the Sea Wish inn
Has a lovely courtyard, with flowers and berries casually growing inside (That's where the inn gets its fresh jam)
The guys would spread a picnic blanket and lay out the gifts, small lights, and the small portions of food (everyone is full from Whitebeard's banquet)
It's small, and quiet, but that's what Jiru likes the most
Birthday boy's reaction?
Surprised
Shocked
Pleased
He wasn't expecting this! If anything, he's so weary he's ready to pass out in his bed then and there!
He wasn't sad about not celebrating his birthday, but he was joyful that his friends still wanted to!
He couldn't eat much, but tried to make as much space as possible for the almond cake
He could see some of the raw ingredients still on the cuffs of Haruta and Rakuyo's shirts
The new Lance left him in awe, but he deemed it too precious to use in battle
something that breaks my heart is how easily thatch died. thatch, the fourth division commander of the whitebeard pirates, must’ve been incredibly powerful. the whitebeard commanders we know in detail: marco, oden, ace, izou, jozu, vista, etc, are renown as some of the most powerful characters in their respective fortes each. the whitebeard pirates were titans of the pirate world, and to hold a position of power in their ranks is placing you easily among some of the most powerful in one piece almost inherently.
but thatch died without a fight to our knowledge, thatch died quietly, found in a pool of his own blood, body already cold. thatch died very literally stabbed in the back, in the middle of the night without last words that would reach anyone’s ears. it’s brutal and more than anything, it’s so unpleasantly bitter.
i think how he died is very symbolic of the whitebeard pirates as a crew. a man who, while we don’t know in combat, is at least comparable to the commanders we do know. his faith and family-orientated love was so unwavering it caused a man like that to die swiftly and silently. while blackbeard’s power pre-devil fruit is nothing to undermine, especially given the wound he gave shanks, i refuse to believe thatch wouldn’t of at least been able to defend himself briefly; long enough to be heard. thatch died with unquestioning love in his heart, not for one second was his guard up, and only in teach’s gross abuse of that trust did thatch succumb. thatch died so easily, and nothing hurts more than that.
all the whitebeard pirates died for love. oden died, tortured and shot, after holding his loved ones above his head for an hour so they wouldn’t boil alive alongside him. thatch died with unquestioning adoration, stabbed in the back by a member of his cherished family. ace died indirectly as a result of trying to avenge thatch, and directly by defending luffy in the pinnacle of marineford, protecting his little brother until his last breath. whitebeard died attempting to rescue ace, falling victim to hundreds of wounds in his path as he clambered to save his son. ultimately, the bullet that would kill him was from the gun of the son that betrayed him. izou died in sacrifice, telling his younger sister to live. he died fighting against enemies who intended to hurt ace’s little brother and who would’ve doomed his homeland if they succeeded. whitebeard pirates are so kind, love is as natural to them as breathing. i am hoping, in some way, there will be a resting conclusion to all the suffering they have been dealt so horribly. they are so full of love, and that makes their story so tragic.
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