Im just as sad as the next person that Alex dies. It’s heartbreaking, but she was ALWAYS going to die. In Yellowstone, John (III) talks about how his grandfather (Spencer) was hard on his dad (John II) because his grandmother (Alex) died during childbirth💔.
Do I wish he’d just make it a plot-hole and they let her live? YES 😭😭😭😭 but that’s just unfortunately not the case.
I think they made it work, and honestly the final scenes of the show were so bittersweet… and I do think it was a beautiful story.
Now if you wanna talk about useless death??? JACK??? that was the most pointless death I’ve ever seen. And I can’t remember if there was a reason they had to kill him off so suddenly like that or whatever but.. that was not well written in my opinion….
Anyway, I’ve been making fan art of Alex and Spencer to cope with the pain. I might post some of it on here
I'm so out of practice with writing, please let me know what y'all think
Lucy rubbed at her temples, her eyes squeezing shut as if that could drown out the sound of arguing next to her. She just wanted to read her book and instead she had a front row seat to a soap opera.
"You let him call you Ever?” Bickslow’s incredulous voice demanded, ruining her fifth attempt to read the same line.
“Honestly, just because the idea of romance is lost on you does no–”
“I am very romantic–stop laughing, Fried–”
“See, even Fried,--”
“I’d like to stay out of this,” The green haired mage piped up, wincing when both of his friends whirled towards him instead.
Lucy had changed her usual seat in hopes of a more peaceful spot to read, and usually, this area would’ve been fine. Of course, Evergreen had decided to tell Laxus that her date with Elfman had gone well, which led to Bickslow spitting his drink out and the following argument.
“It’s not like I’m Natsu or some shit,” Bickslow argued and Lucy blinked, slowly tuning into their argument again.
“Careful,” Laxus drawled, eyes flickering over to Lucy’s as he smirked. “Blondie’s right there,”
“What is that supposed to mean?” She demanded, sliding her bookmark into place before snapping the book shut.
“Talking about Natsu’s romantic failures, white right in front of his biggest–only–failure, isn’t wise or kind,” Fried supplied in a tone that she supposed was meant to be helpful. She distantly heard the sound of chairs scooting over but was distracted by her own heartbeat in her ears and the warmth rising to her cheeks.
“I–Natsu–me?” She spluttered, eyes widening to saucers.
“See,” she overheard Bickslow grumble to Evergreen. “I’m not that–”
“Hey!”
“What he means,” Evergreen cut in, a smirk worming its way onto her face. “Natsu obviously is in love with you, everyone knows it, except you. And maybe him.”
“We’re friends,” she answered with a roll of her eyes that was heavily counteracted with her deep blush. “He doesn’t feel that way about me and neither do–” Her weak rebuttal was canceled out by a loud whoop, followed by a crash and–
“Gray did it!”
“Natsu did it!”
Lucy groaned, sliding her book into her bag and accepting defeat as she stood up.
“You know,” Evergreen began, something similar to mischief flickering in her eyes. “If you really don’t like him, why don’t you try dating around? I have some friends I could set you up with,” she offered, her tone far too sweet for her. “Just check with him first, make sure there’s no set jobs or anything.”
Lucy narrowed her eyes, sensing a trap but unsure of where it was. She huffed, turning on her heel. “Fine,” she succeeded with a shake of her head. “Just so you all–” She gave a pointed look to the rest of her friends who were listening in, “Leave it alone.”
She started to walk off towards Natsu and Gray, or rather, the tumbling mess of limbs that was Natsu and Gray when she was cut off by Levy.
“Are you actually going to tell him?” Her best friend asked, cocking her head. Lucy sighed, running her fingers through her hair.
“I might as well,” she admitted, looking down at the bluenette. “It’ll get the guild off my back and stop giving me–” She cut herself off, checking to make sure nobody else heard her near admission. Luckily, only Levy smiled at her with a knowing, sad, look in her eyes.
“I think you should just ask him,” she suggested with a bright smile. “He may surprise you and jealous dragons are never the best thing to deal with, trust–”
“Levy, I love you and appreciate your help but it’s just–” She frowned, shaking her head. “We’re just friends and he hates change, I don’t want to ruin that.” She offered a weak grin that didn’t quite reach her eyes as she shrugged. “Don’t worry about the jealousy, Natsu doesn’t have a romantic bone in his body.”
With that, she continued her trek over to Natsu and Gray, swallowing her unnecessary nerves.
“Luce!” Natsu’s excited voice called otu to her over the noise, the pink hair boy bouncing up with a grin. “What are ya doing here? I thought you were finishing that dumb lovey-dovey book today?”
Lucy frowned, crossing her arms. “It’s not dumb, it’s romantic,” she corrected with a sigh. “And I–” She cut herself off, grimacing at the memory. “Changed my mind,” she settled on with a shrug. He only grinned at her, glancing over to Gray with a laugh.
“Lucy goes on all these adventures with us in her real life then reads about make believe ones,” he shook his head, his mess of pnik spikes following the moment. “Your life is better than a book, Luce.”
“Well,” Gray began, in a voice that usually was followed by Natsu’s fists, “Lucy’s books have charming princes and Lucy’s life has,” he glanced down at Natsu. “Temperamental dragons.”
“My temperature is fine, ya lousy–”
“Temperamental doesn’t mean your literal temperature, Natsu,” Lucy corrected him with a fond smile. “It means you’re–” She paused, deciding she didn’t want to be included in Erza’s wrath that day. “Nevermind.”
“See,” He whirled over to Gray, a frown tugging on his lips once he realized the ice mage’s attention was elsewhere. “Why are you looking at Juvia like that? It’s weird.”
Truly.
Not a romantic bone to be found.
“On the note of princes,” Lucy began, immediately regretting her decision when both of the men turned their gazes back onto her. Gray looked amused whilst Natsu just seemed an odd mix of confused and something else she couldn’t place. “Evergreen wants to set me up wirth one of her friends,” she started, eyes focusing on anywhere but them. “Do we have any set mission day—”
“What?” Natsu demanded at the same time Gray burst into laughter. He was rewarded with a sharp elbow in the gut from the dragon slayer, but he only doubled over as he continued to laugh. “Shut up, Gray,” he hissed, turning back to Lucy. “You and Evergreen aren’t even friends,” He protested, eyes narrowing. “She doesn’t know the kind of guys you should be around.”
Lucy bristled, her own temper rising to the surface. “Oh, and you do?” She demanded, crossing her arms.
“Obviously,” he huffed out with a laugh.
A laugh.
She was going to kill him with his own scarf.
“I mean do you think any guy Evergreen picks for ya would know the books you read? Or how to make you hot cocoa, cause for some reason you want it just above lukewarm? Or the way ya wrinkle your nose when you lie, or–” For a moment, Lucy’s thought paused and even Gray stopped laughing as Natsu rambled on, seeming to get more frustrated with every passing second.
“And–are you even listening to me, Lucy?” He demanded, hands on his hips in an oddly similar manner to her own usual annoyed posture.
“I–” She paused, feeling a wave of courage surge up in her. “So if I shouldn’t go on a date with anyone, who should I be with then?”
“Me,” Despite being the one who said it, Natsu looked as shocked as Lucy felt when the words fell from his lips. He recovered quickly, his trademark grin falling over his face as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Cause, yknow, we spend so much time together and I don’t want to deal with a new–”
“Shut up,” Gray advised in a hiss, still seated next to them.
“Do you–” Her eyes flicked down to Gray, narrowing slightly at the realization that he may know something she didn’t. She’d deal with that later. “Do you like me, Natsu?”
Perhaps she should’ve waited for a moment when the entir guild hall wasn’t listening to them because his response would be held over her head for far longer than she ever needed.
“Really, Luce?” He asked, an expression of bemusement on his features. “Gee, I thought you were supposed to be the smart one, ya weirdo.” She was going to punch him. Or kick him. At this point, he had earned a kick. “Like isn’t the right word, I think–” he paused, and she noticed Gray giving him an almost encouraging nod. “I think I love you?” His words trailed off at the end of the sentence, sounding unsure, nervous, and so un Natsu like that she completely reconsidered kicking him. The kick could wait, what she wanted to do in that moment couldn’t.
Lucy walked closer to him, ignoring the way her hands trembled as she clutched his scarf, then promptly used it to pull him into a kiss. She ignored the way the guild hall erupted into cheers and complaints of loss bets, focusing on Natsu’s hands sliding over her waist, both of their lips forming smiles against the others, the way they fit so perfectly.
“Okay, okay, enough with the PDA,” Gray groaned and Lucy yelped, breaking away from Natsu. Her cheeks flared, promptly becoming far too aware of the guild hall.
“Says the stripper,”
“Yeah yeah, go take that energy out on–”
“Finish that sentence, I dare you,” Natsu’s hand had somehow grabbed Lucy’s during their argument, lacing their fingers together. He turned back to face her, the bright grin on his face mirroring her own.
By the time the happy couple had gone home, the hall was still awake with murmurs of what had occurred.
“You so cheated, Ever,” Elfman groaned, dropping his head in his hands. His girlfriend snorted, but still ran her fingers through his hair fondly as she glanced over at the rest of the thunder legion, currently going through their winnings.
They had bet on not only the month but the location of when the two would confess.
“There were no rules against offering one of them an out,” she said with a faux innocent smile. “Just interfering with their own relationship.”
“Loopholes,” Cana grumbled bitterly with a swig of her beer. Or vodka. Hopefully, just beer. "At least it finally fucking happened.”
Page 25 is out everyone! Still cant draw background properly though. Ugh.. Anyway! Thank you so much once again for all your support! The amount of people supporting me in Patreon is increasing little by little thanks to you guys. I’ll do my best!
I absolutely love post-ts timeline for exactly one reason – just imagine being a normal citizen of One Piece world and having the newspapers report about that one crazy pirate almost every day.
Like, you have that one pirate. He’s a pretty infamous pirate these days, a rookie that crashed a war between the Marines and Whitebeard, escaped barely alive, and then came back to Marineford to ring a bell, all in the company of the Knight of the Sea and the fucking Dark King Rayleigh. Pretty ballsy, you think. They raise his bounty to 400,000,000 berries, which is a decent amount for the New World, except he doesn’t appear again after that. People say he’s dead. You have nothing to worry about.
You have everything to worry about.
Two years later, he and his whole crew reappear and venture into the New World with a splash. Something went down with the Marines, very hush-hush, and something more public went down on some concert, but the point is, Strawhat Luffy is at large once again. That’s okay. New World’s tough. He’ll wash out eventually. You don’t expect to hear about him soon anyway. He’s been pretty low-key for the last two years, there’s no way he’ll do something big in the Emperors’ territory.
You hear about him in the newspapers six days later. He’s made an alliance with that new Shichibukai, defeated a different Shichibukai, released a whole country from tyranny and managed to evade capture by a goddamn Admiral. His bounty is now 500,000,000 berries. Huh, you think. That did not take long at all.
You feel like this can’t go on for long. Surely, someone will stop him. He’ll be killed by an Emperor at this rate.
Two weeks later, you receive another newspaper. Strawhat Luffy’s bounty is now 1,500,000,000 berries, he tried to assassinate Big Mom and escaped from her armies without any great losses, defeated two of her Sweet Commanders and, oh, he has a his very own fleet now. They call him a Fifth Emperor. You did not expect this.
Surely, surely, someone will stop this kid. He’s been in the New World for maybe three weeks at this point. This cannot go on. Everyone know that the Emperors will crush any rising stars that don’t submit. Strawhat Luffy probably doesn’t have long.
A month after that, two Emperors are down at the hands of Strawhat Luffy, who is now definitely an Emperor. His bounty has doubled. He is now one of the four most powerful people in the New World. Huh.
He’s been in the New World for two months and has done what nobody else has managed in the last twenty years. You don’t know what’s real anymore. You can’t have a single damn day without seeing his face in the newspapers. Even when he’s not there, you still double-check, because it feels kinda weird that he’s not on the front page. That has been your life for the last two months. It feels longer.
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