I Truly Dont Know And I Want A Good Nickname So Please Help Me Also What Should Mihawk And Crocodile

I truly don’t know and I want a good nickname so please help me 😭💕 Also what should Mihawk and Crocodile call reader?

This is so cute 🥺

Black; love as healing

Your love is the carefully tilled soil of last year's garden. In that way, loving you is rich with possibilities and growth. You are a quiet weekend night, as the stares begin to wink down at you. You sit, you listen, you reflect. Perhaps in the past you've been misunderstood, maybe by yourself. Everything has the potential for love. Love is a promise for you.

mutuals do this

Thanks for tagging:)

I have so many pics of this man...

Tagging without pressure: @raven-the-cryptid

Found this on Twitter, so I thought, why not posting it here and doing a tag game 😊

Ok, I’ll go first

If he is the reason, I’d go to prison gladly 🥰❤️‍🔥

Tagging: @killerqueen-ofwillowgreen @nic-214 @milkyway-ashes @dr-radiation @whitequeen-ofwillowgreen @sunsetdaydreamer @therockywhorerpictureshow @delicatelyfantasticninja and everyone 😊

Sorry if I forgot to tag some of you!

@butterbabyflapjack thank you for the tag<3

Just a little something from the upcoming Buggy story...

WIP Wednesday

The footsteps approach and you hear the patient scream before they were cut off. You heard a gurgle then a thud. Your eyes watered and your hands shook. The footsteps entered the room and just when the hand grabbed at the door you struck. You kicked the door knocking the person back and you clutched the knife. You plunged it deep into the person's skull and kept stabbing. They were obviously dead but you kept stabbing over and over.

Was it anger, fear, or both? You only stopped til their face was completely unrecognizable. Your hands were covered in blood and your face had some splatters as well. You let out a scream of horror. You couldn't believe you killed someone. You looked at your bloody hands still holding the knife. Your mind raced and you could hardly focus.

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The hands seize you and hold your arm behind your back. You grunt and drop to your knees. He towers over you and grins. "I think I'll take you" he says and his hands carry you alongside him. Your heads spins and your breathing becomes erratic. "No please" you mutter before passing out.

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That's when the door opens and the clown who took you is standing there. "Hello my dear!-" he shouted with a grin but stopped once he noticed you were crying. He paused and frowned seeing your broken form. "Well that's no good your supposed to be happy when I arrive" he tsks and walks over to you "Now tell me dead what's got you crying?" He asks with fake sympathy.

Anyways that's all I will share but don't be disappointed it will be posted reallll soon ;)

Fuck yeah I do

does anybody wanna talk about buggy's neck with me