Rekindle this Spark Inside of me...

--*New* Canon Divergent Portgas D. Ace RP Blog-- { Auto Play } 

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ageless-gluttony: 

 She stood there watching him silently, not exactly sure how to respond at first to his question, there was no way she could reassure him anything. She didn’t know what the future held and she didn’t know for sure when or if his memories would ever come back. The thought hurt her, realizing it was the equivalent as if she never had met him at all.

 She was taken slightly by surprise at his sudden apology. She stood there silently for a moment before she was suddenly overtaken by anger and frustration. 

“No!” She shouted, “Stand up straight! Do no apologize to me! I refuse to see you broken like this! Ace, you may not remember me, but I remember who you are. I thought you were gone for good and giving up on you now is the equivalent to you being gone.” She paused for a moment, taking a moment to control her temper, “I’m not giving up on you… Because I know for a fact you wouldn’t give up on me.. you never did.”  

The defeated male kept his eyes directed towards his shoes, arms resting over his knees which were bent up to about his chest now. He was lost, this unknown abyss which was his mind, sucked in anything he ever once knew, and was presented to confusing and heart breaking situations one after the other. “No?” This caught his attention. 

Bringing his head back up, deep hues of brown training upon her features he could tell she was not in good spirits, her voice carrying out as if she were upset with him. Curious he drew all attention on her, listening to the words she spoke, as his eyes grew all the more wide, second after second. She had known him before all of this, he wasn’t as he was? Of course not, but he had no idea of how he used to be, or how he carried himself. 

“If- you remember who I am... or was could you give my mind a little refresher?” he shifted shoulders with a frown. “Just tired.. Tired of being the form of disappointment to everyone who I meet, they seem so happy, all of them, but the moment I reveal I have no idea, they just-- I don’t like it.” Ace was battling with his own inner turmoil at the moment. 

“Who was this... Fire fist Ace, what made him so special... how did he roam the world and make a name for himself?” The only part of it which was familiar was his own name, nothing more. He was going to look to the woman for guidance. 

[thequotejournals]

It’s nice when someone remembers small details about you.

Unknown (via thequotejournals)

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ageless-gluttony:

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  Bonney sat there unsure of what the other was thinking, she knew he was confused.With all this new information that was being told yet, there were now memories there to match the information must have been difficult. She didn’t think it was a good idea to go on about their past any more than what she had already told him. 

  She watched as the other paced grumbled and spoke to himself. She observed and nodded her head in reply to his statement. It did suck, it sucked that he lost his memories, memories that are precious to her. But, she would take that over a dead Ace any day, because even if he didn’t remember her from before, she knew she could at least see him another day. 

“Yeah, don’t think too hard though, you’ll give yourself a headache.” She said, attempting to be playful.

He was half expecting her to remain where she was and keep the distance. He didn’t count on her joining him in the room he had been in. Upon hearing her voice, deep hues of brown shifted up towards her, there had been a sense of longing mixed with loss within them. Swallowing down the lump growing in his throat given the situation was quite the type to tie his stomach into knots, he took in another heavy breathe. 

“But-- what if I can’t ever remember anything else?” the male frowned. He had met a great number of people whom were happy to be around him once again, problem was, beyond that of Luffy, and Sabo he truly couldn’t recall anyone at all. Lip jutted out in thought as a shrug of given, all in all the process was hurting his brain a bit, no need stressing right. 

“I’m sorry--” he suddenly spoke out with head bowing forward somewhat in defeat. The look of disappointment, was something he had witnessed often these days. 

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He was intrigued by how the woman seemed to know him enough. Learning her name was one thing, but it had been the way she looked at him, that he knew they perhaps were more than mere acquaintances, after all why would she come to the ship and see him in the first place? Pacing back and forth in thought the fire user let out a faint rumble of frustration. Fingers pinching the bridge of his nose staring towards the direction in which he had left the woman. 

 Probably not the nicest things to do, but his mind had been overwhelmed given how guilty he felt for not recalling whom she was. Sinking back and pressing shoulders against the wall of the room, his eyes would close slipping down to sit. He wondered if she’d get tired of waiting for him and go on back from where ever she came from, but somehow, he felt his sense of hope that she’d come find him. 

“This sucks...” he spoke out mainly to himself. 

[thelovejournals]

You’re easy to read…but the whole book of you is complicated.

Amy Engel, The Book of Ivy (via thelovejournals)

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Sabo sifted through the papers, his heart aching as he picked up bits of what was written. A small, yet heartfelt smile appeared on his face; he felt flattered to have been written to even after he had 'passed on'. "Yes... I am the same Sabo." He placed his hand against his head, scratching through his hair as he continued to read. "I can't believe you still wrote to me then.. You-- You don't remember this at all?" Sabo questioned, looking curiously at his brother.

It was slightly a blur, but not as much as the current time had been. Remembering names had been hard enough, but seemingly, this man who stood before him was supposed to be… well dead. This thought confused the fire user immensely. “Well… I guess I kind of do, but at the same time…” Ace took in a heavy breathe, resting a hand upon the side of his face in thought. 

“According to the entries… and the way I wrote it…” fingers tracing against the freckles along his own face with a confused, lost and helpless look on his features. “I just… don’t quite understand how you can be… who you claim to be… “ This whole ordeal was super exhausting and confusing as is, but now throwing this into the equation, he felt his mind beginning to grow overwhelmed with shock and doubt. 

Another deep breathe was taken, the memories of how much it hurt to loose Sabo was still fresh in his mind, it was a certain emptiness which had never filled back up. “You better not be– I mean this better not be a joke. Who the hell are you? and if… you really stand by being the very same Sabo… explain to me how– How you aren’t freakin’ dead.”  

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Sabo's heart sank a little as he heard the other speak. The familiar man was definitely his brother Ace, but for some reason he didn't recognize the blond. "My name is Sabo... I'm your sworn brother." he spoke softly, disheartened. "We grew up together.. Though maybe you don't remember because of what happened to me. Everyone thought I had died." He tried to explain, with a small amount of hope dwindling on his words.

Studying the features of the blonde before him, the way they contorted into a much more disappointed look if any, Ace didn’t know what to say in this situation… the man was quite familiar looking that was a given, but other than that there was no recognition. Wait– At the mention of his name, the eyes of the fire user widened for a split second. Sabo… that was a name he had heard before… or, rather seen before, and recently so.

“Sabo…” the name lingered slowly from his lips as a hand was brought up to cup beneath his chin, thumb tapping against his own bottom lip. It had only been when the mention of death that something clicked! Immediately his hand whipped down from his chin, and the brunette dashed off at the speed of light, heading back to the room which he had called his own on the ship.

Without so much as a warning, Ace left Sabo to stand awkwardly, and likely confused upon the deck of the ship, as he desperately dug through a pile of things he had been glancing through a few days before. “Found you!” Bellowed out his tone as he quickly got up to his feet once more and dashed back onto the deck holding what seemed to be a stack of papers in hand.

When he gained enough closeness in between them, his arm extending offering Sabo the stack of papers, some in which looked to be a couple years old. “Are you… the same person I meant in these…?” Ace looked towards him now for guidance, as the papers which were handed to the blond were a stack of letters written out to sabo.

Ace had made it a habit to do this the moment he started his journey. Like a journal of sorts, he wrote down his achievements. his failures and his thoughts, but these journal entries were instead addressed out to Sabo, and the most recent had been just before he had faced Teach.

“If so… you’ve got a lot of explaining to do for me.” Blinking a bit confused he slumped his shoulders, eagerly awaiting the blonde’s reaction and response.

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2-word sentence starters

"Watch out!"

"Shut up."

"Go away."

"Please stay."

"Come here."

"Don't go."

"Leave me."

"Please help?"

"Help me."

"You suck."

"I'm hurt."

"You're mine."

"I'm yours."

"You're bleeding."

"I'm here."

"I'm leaving."

"Buy it."

"What's this?"

"Sit down."

"Kiss me."

"Try it."

"Stop that."

"Let's go."

"Trust me."

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Fleurie   {Sentence Starters}

“I loved and I loved and I lost you.”

“I never wanted you to lose your heart when you fell.”

“Am I afraid to be alone, that nobody will ever know.”

“If it feels right, it’s probably wrong.”

“Nothing ever turned out like you thought it should.”  

“I don’t want them to know the way I loved you.”

“I can’t sleep and I don’t feel right.”

“It’s crazy. I’m in love with you.”  

“I’m bad with that, but you know this all too well.”  

“Where you’re going, I’m coming.”

“How can I say this without breaking?”

“There’s a promise I made that I can’t keep.”

“I was senseless, battered and defenseless.”

“It’s harder now and you’re all I’ve got.”

“That night, I’ll never forget the way you moved.”  

“Your mind is jaded. Your love is faded.”  

“I don’t think they would accept me, no.”

“The human soul is a treacherous place.”

“How could you know I was already gone?”

“I never wanted you to be anyone but yourself.”

“I don’t know why you keep saying things will be alright.”

“Are you standing right here?”

“I feel pretty when you stare across the room at me.”

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"Ace! Is it really you?!"

His name was something that had grown on him. Putting two and two together everyone seemed to refer to him by it, so he figured it had been the case, although his mind was but a blur in most situations. Fingers would be dragging along the dull edge of his dagger in an idle fashion, before picking up the sound of another person’s voice ( one he couldn’t quite put his finger on). Immediately he rose to stand, heavy boots thudding along before pausing when there was a few feet left between them.

“Yea, that’s what they call me at least.” Hues of brown lifted to study the other man’s features, oddly enough something sparked a little familiarity about him, something rung a bell, but the image, and the dots connecting to that of the final verdict had been lost along the way. One thing was for sure… this everyone freaking out about his existence was still a bite confusing.

“Do we…. know eachother?” he blinked. “Cause it kind of feels like I do, I just–” reaching up he gripped at the back of his head, giving it a little rub. “I can’t process who you are.” And that fact alone sincerely bothered him to no end.

[thequotejournals]

I don’t know what I feel or what I want to feel. I don’t know what to think or what I am.

Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via thequotejournals)

[theliteraryjournals]

How is it you have the right to destroy my life, but I’m not allowed a say in yours?

Jojo Moyes, Me Before You (via theliteraryjournals)

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There was seriously a very eerie if not morbid aura wavering about the ship he had been on. Just what had happened? And what did he have to do with any of this? Ace sat silently upon the deck, balancing an elbow on his knee, staring out towards the ocean. Every given adventure and event had remained a blank space with his mind. He was surrounded by strangers, and frankly had no idea how he ended up on the ship in the first place.

“Will someone answer me... with an answer which isn’t so vague?” He muttered out loud, his arms moving to gather over the back of his head, and he leaned in forward,staring at the wooden planking of the deck.

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Fleurie   {Sentence Starters}

“I loved and I loved and I lost you.”

“I never wanted you to lose your heart when you fell.”

“Am I afraid to be alone, that nobody will ever know.”

“If it feels right, it’s probably wrong.”

“Nothing ever turned out like you thought it should.”  

“I don’t want them to know the way I loved you.”

“I can’t sleep and I don’t feel right.”

“It’s crazy. I’m in love with you.”  

“I’m bad with that, but you know this all too well.”  

“Where you’re going, I’m coming.”

“How can I say this without breaking?”

“There’s a promise I made that I can’t keep.”

“I was senseless, battered and defenseless.”

“It’s harder now and you’re all I’ve got.”

“That night, I’ll never forget the way you moved.”  

“Your mind is jaded. Your love is faded.”  

“I don’t think they would accept me, no.”

“The human soul is a treacherous place.”

“How could you know I was already gone?”

“I never wanted you to be anyone but yourself.”

“I don’t know why you keep saying things will be alright.”

“Are you standing right here?”

“I feel pretty when you stare across the room at me.”

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       “𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖...”

  “𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔩𝔢𝔣𝔱 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔢? 𝓘 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔱 𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔴𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔄𝔩𝔩 𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔲𝔭 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝑦𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔪 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔯𝑦𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔱'𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝑘𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔫 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝓘 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝑘𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝑘𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝓘 𝔰𝔞𝔦𝔡 𝔐𝑦 𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥 𝑘𝔢𝔭𝔱 𝔪𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔪𝑦 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔖𝔬 𝓘'𝔪 𝔭𝔦𝔠𝑘𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔲𝔭 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔦𝔢𝔠𝔢𝔰, 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢𝔤𝔦𝔫 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫”

🔥𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙲𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙿𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝙳. 𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚐 🔥 𝚂𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚢- 𝙽𝚘𝚗 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 - 𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚢   🔥𝙼𝚞𝚗 & 𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟷

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[hikxn-blog]

"Glad you are safe, yoi."

 Sitting up from where he lay, the fire user took a quick look around the room he had been currently in. The scent of the ocean along with the rocking of the ‘building’ as a whole had confirmed that they were at sea and on a ship of sorts. Heavy lids shifted in the direction of the blonde, whilst an arm reached back to scratch idly upon the back of his neck, which still lingered with a few scars from the scalding splash of magma which had crept along his frame quite a bit.

“Ahh, well thanks? I mean it’s a kind gesture and all, but I really have no idea as to why you are glad for me? sorry.” Offering a goofy smile the 2nd Division commander ( or former) sprung to his feet, hands moving to grip at his stomach. “Say, you got anything to eat? I’m starved.” Of course he wouldn’t take a moment to even second the sound of his stomach growling for subsistence.

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