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me: literally rises from the dead to post this on father's day BC AYA HAS A NEW DAD NOW!!

@lifends

#( THE REAL CAUSE OF ODASAKU'S DEATH #BEING CALLED DAD BY HIS SMOL ADOPTED DAUGHTER #THIS IS SO CUTE IM CRYING #. . . and then aya gets taken away right before he can file the adoption papers #ahahaha i went and made it angsty )#✩ || covered in the colours. pulled apart at the seams ( sketch. )#✩ || the girl with a golden smile. cheeks flushed pink like the sun rise ( visage. )

( Have a picture of me on vacation ~

I’ve been having a bad couple of weeks, hence the lack of activity, but it’s my holidays now, so I’ll try to reply to everyone! )

#✩ || tearing through the pages and the ink ( mun. )#✩ || out of fragments ( ooc. )#( it me )#( my motivation has been at a big fat ZERO lately and im so so sorry )#( hopefully i won't feel so dead after the holiday )

melanemagdalena

003 // … and we will try again

#✩ || my spirit talks. i know my soul believes ( musings. )#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )

magicalinspo

take a breath, spit out the blood in your mouth, and get back up on your feet. you still got a couple of motherfuckers to prove wrong.

#✩ || though she be but little. she is fierce ( muse. )#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )

mango12304-deactivated20180821

#✩ || the girl with a golden smile. cheeks flushed pink like the sun rise ( visage. )#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )#( so cute!! )

lifends:

no , it had been a normal day at the very least for oda sakunosuke ; not that any other day was not normal . it was terrifyingly so normal that others could not exactly believe he was a part of a fearsome organization . had he been working in a normal facility he would be regarded as the employee of the month almost every month with his hard work and dedication along with his good personality . though it was possible for him to be promoted to a full extent , oda preferred the low position and not having his ability to be known . though good for battle it he knew it was a defensive ability . footsteps echoed , one – no , two of them that had their foots steps synchronized , however there was a difference in weight . odasaku stands still until the two of the mafia members stopped near him to announce that an executive called for his attention . with no qualms of restrain he follows them quietly .

it was another job ——— but it was unlike any he had ever done for the organization for almost the past seven to eight years . apparently the members before had tried to make contact with the captive , however when they leave — they would not leave without any injuries . talking from outside would be useless as this person is said that they would not utter a word at all . oda could tell why ; after having adopted five orphans , he could decipher why . the mafia had always been dirty with their ways ; who knew what methods they did to this captive , and seeing the data — she was just a girl , who was probably around sakura’s age . it hurt odasaku , as a parent no one would want to see their child in such a miserable state .

he stands before the door ; on the other side would be that girl , a nod to the mafia member who seemed to have an expression of worry ; not that he’d mind , none of the normal members knew of his future seeing ability . and so the door opens and he enters ; soon as both feet were set inside the door shuts close and his ability takes effect . she was at the corner , her knees close to her chest — she seemed so small until she had ran after him in an attempt to hold him down ; and probably with the aim to bite and tear him apart and so he quickly dodges to the opposite side . this was going to be a game of tag .

@xjustiice.

aya waits.

she’s been kept in the dark for so long that she loses sense of her eyelids. and she dreams of escape.

it’s impossible, of course. the door is locked, and there are no air vents for her to wriggle into. she fits easily into those vents, and she might have stayed there forever if the port mafia hadn’t wised on to her activities and put a stop to the unauthorised wanderings.

sleep evades her.aya is tired, but she won’t be sleeping. any time she drifts off, she dreams of her family, broken into bloodied fragments by her own hand, her own ability.

she must resemble a feral child, a hunted animal with no way out. with her half-crazed eyes and her tangle of matted hair, keeping to the darkest shadows and curling tight into herself. dirt and muck masks the original colour of her skin and the precise proportions of her face.

and now she bares her teeth and fights with venom and claws and loud, wordless yells, a hurricane trapped in the skin of a girl. her parents would have hardly approved of her violent means; but there’s no one here to care, no worlds to collapse if she screams and rages with all her might. she’s done being scared. she hates this place and she wants to leave, and if it means that she has to fight her way out, she’ll do it.

the door opens.

the light is frightening and scorches her eyes. aya opens her mouth, a high-pitched screech escaping parted lips. screaming had made a few of the bad men run away, and if her voice hadn’t deterred them, the punches aimed at their face and legs had.

( she doesn’t recognise the man in the doorway. but then, no same face had ever walked through the doors twice. )

almost acting on instinct, aya stops huddling by the wall. her feet carry her towards the new visitor, her eyes glittering with flames that life has not yet quashed, intending to kick and scratch with all the strength that a scrawny, underfed seven-year old can muster.

it’s almost like magic. how he seems to anticipate her moves, and ducks to the side, as if he’d known all along what she’s planning to do.

aya blinks. surprise flits across her face; her arms drop to her sides, suddenly slack and graceless. the screams still scrape her throat raw, coming and on and on without pause.

#lifends #✩ || little girls who wish on stars don’t last long on the ground ( agent of the port mafia. )#( PAT AHHHH )#( I AM ALSO V V EXCITED!!! )#( ODASAKU BEING A DAD!! )#( AYA BEING CARED FOR!! )#( AND THIS STARTER IS EVERYTHING I COULD HAVE WISHED FOR SO SHUSH!! )#( YOU ARE AMAZING AHHH )#( AND ILYSM TOO!! )#( NO THANK YOU FOR ACTUALLY WANTING TO THREAD WITH ME AAAAAAAA )#( WE GON BE CRYING FROM THE ANGST!! )#( GO TO SLEEP AHHHH )

gallixie

my love, you are made of so much more than stardust, or iron, or steel.

you are made of heart.

— you are made of tender // p.s.

#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )#✩ || my spirit talks. i know my soul believes ( musings. )#✩ || though she be but little. she is fierce ( muse. )

melisica

(by seaembraces)

#✩ || sweet like summer. wild like rain ( aesthetic. )#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )

melisica

Taran W

#✩ || sweet like summer. wild like rain ( aesthetic. )#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )

melisica

Thomas Mascheroni

#✩ || sweet like summer. wild like rain ( aesthetic. )#✩ || though she be but little. she is fierce ( muse. )#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )

melisica

Lukasz Wierzbowski

#✩ || everything seems like it crumbles more with my touch ( powers. )#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )

melisica

Zara Louise Davis

#✩ || everything seems like it crumbles more with my touch ( powers. )#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )

Does Aya has a dad!!

( YES AYA DOES HAVE A DAD!! THE BESTEST DAD TO EVER DAD!!! )

#( the dadliest dad to ever dad )#( she got a dad and a brother )#( hooooo aya )#( you're doing amazing sweetie )#Anonymous #✩ || dressed in black. hiding up at the back ( anon. )#✩ || tell me all your darkest secrets ( asks. )#✩ || out of fragments ( ooc. )

ninaznk

“She shines in a world full of ugliness. She matters when everything is meaningless.”

— Trent Reznor | @wnq-music (via wordsnquotes)

#✩ || though she be but little. she is fierce ( muse. )#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )

redzeverin

【 Who are you calling sHORT?! 】

//kicked. As in, //KICKED. By both of them.

Here’s our precious feisty redheads ready to FIGHT!!

Because of their uncanny resemblance, distaste in being called chibi, capability in martial arts (Karate for Aya), and a strong sense of ideal~!

#( IM SCREAMING )#( THIS IS ALL I'VE EVER WANTED )#( IM SO HAPPY !! )#( ajsnkjnx )#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )#✩ || you see the good and you hold me tight. everything’s better with you by my side ( gravityruled. )#✩ || the girl with a golden smile. cheeks flushed pink like the sun rise ( visage. )

lifends-deactivated20181123

- falls asleep on his shoulder and drools on his shirt -

@xjustiice.

odasaku had requested a private moment with aya from the guards outside ; though they did not trust the man —— he was the only one capable of going near the child with utmost ease . only a few were able to witness that the peculiar mafioso were truly capable of more . movements smooth , quick — despite his physique , he was light with his actions . the way he could reload the gun in a quick record time ; the gentle hold yet the stern aim . one of the guards that were stationed outside had thought that he could possibly be an angel for murder ——— and quite literally . in this secluded room where finally aya was able to rest after their training sessions ; it was the times when they could just be themselves . aya quickly had turned jelly and snoozed off the moment the doors closes . odasaku held her in his arms , her head resting upon his shoulder . odasaku sits on a couch —— good thing it was replaced , last time the couch here was ripped to shreds , its spring bouncing out and cotton in disarray .

a hand tenderly moves in circles on her back , he could hear her peaceful breathing that eventually became snores every now and then ; he gazes at a book he had brought with him , flipping the pages with the other hand in order not to wake the child . it was around five minutes or so until he felt something wet on his shoulder — it tenses ever so slightly . he blinks twice , he does not move knowing it would wake her . unknowingly the sides of his lips upturn , eyes close as he relaxes his shoulders again . she was tired , he understood that and so lets go of the book momentarily then takes his phone out ; making sure to have a proper angle on the girl’s sleeping face — aiming to have a new blackmail photo ( or just an addition to his photo album of the kids , this was the first time that aya had drooled on him —— it reminded him of the time had had all five orphans sleeping on him , snuggled close during a cold winter night )

and he only hopes that nothing would tear him apart from aya ; he cared for her , just as much as how he cared for the kids he had adopted . he wonders if there was a universe out there where she was not brought to the mafia , that she was not taken away from her family , and if she were she had escaped and maybe … maybe the odasaku of that universe had taken care of her and given her shelter or anyone else that could have taken care of her ? even though it may not be possible in this universe they live in ; odasaku would do anything to give aya the childhood she deserves ; a warmth that dserves to sit and continue to bloom in her heart .

#( IM SCREAMING )#( SO CUTE SO PURE )#( IM SMILING LIKE AN IDIOT RN AHHHHH )#( MY HEART IS HEALED MY SKIN IS CLEAR MY CROPS ARE GROWING MY ANXIOUSNESS IS GONE!! )#( HOW AMAZING!! )#( NOT TO BE NSFW BUT ODA BEING A DAD IS MY THING )#( YES TAKE 100 PICS OF AYA'S SLEEPING FACE )#( AND SHOW HER WHEN SHE WAKES!! )#✩ || when the rain won’t stop. you light the way ( save. )#✩ || little girls who wish on stars don’t last long on the ground ( agent of the port mafia. )

podencos

I’m so easily revitalized by small, loving gestures

#✩ || though she be but little. she is fierce ( muse. )#✩ || running with the wolves ( queue. )

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