(content Warning: Blood)

(content warning: blood)

Sewed Up Heart

[ID: A Trigun comic done in grayscale with red accents. First, an anatomical heart gushes blood, forming a puddle which shifts into Vash's coat. Vash's gloved hands can be seen sewing up a tear at the hem.

Vash raises his hands, which are now bare and covered in blood. He looks sweaty and distressed, and he raises his coat to his face and cries into it. His clenched hands rip the sewed portion apart, and the red thread leads to a heart whose own stitches are tearing apart. The background gets darker and darker, and the red looks brighter and starker against it.

Then the background returns to white, and brown-skinned hands using embroidery scissors snip a red thread. Wolfwood holds up Vash's repaired coat, grinning proudly, and does a happy thumbs-up in Vash's direction. Vash lifts his head, seeming distant.

Wolfwood holds out the coat. As Vash puts out his hand to take it, the cloth is replaced so Wolfwood is dropping a sewed-up heart in Vash's hand. Vash rubs the coat against his face with a teary smile. End ID] ID CREDITS

God this is so beautiful yet awful and tragic. Fucking kills me.

memories are bullets

ENGLISH TRANSLATION:

I don't know who they are [the people buried]. Every time I pass by here, I stop and say hello. We found them weeks ago lying and covered in their own blood in the middle of the road, two young men in the flower of their youth seemed as if they are sleeping. We buried them in the eastern region of Al Saraya.

I am sorry to all the unidentified martyrs. I am sorry to every martyr we did not bury till now. I am sorry to all the martyrs we couldn't register the names of or save their pictures. I am sorry to every martyr who offered his soul for the land [Gaza/Palestine] and wasn't given his own grave to rest in. I am sorry to my friend Refaat @/itranslate123 who has been under the rubble for 40 days and still is. I am sorry once to the martyrs we know, and a thousand times for those we don't.

END OF TRANSLATION

The idea of having a loved one killed and buried without my knowledge is terrifying. However, it is the reality of many Palestinians who bury unidentified martyrs, and the Palestinians who cannot find their family members and do not know whether they're still alive or not. We must keep talking about Palestine, and we must keep exposing the crimes of the Israeli occupation!

One Piece Academy Chapter 43: Aren't you the Big Brother? part 2 (Quick translation)

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Doflamingo: Yes... Corazon is my younger brother.

But he's also a man who continued deceiving me, his boss.. and the Family.

What would you if you were the Boss, Straw hat?

[Don]

Luffy: huff.. huff...

Luffy: Corao was saying that... He won't let you go to that dunno-what-it-is world...

[Wham]

Doflamingo: We're done.

Doflamingo: !

Luffy: Aren't you.. The Big Brother?

Aren't you two... brothers?

Brothers fight, but...Once you make up, you should get some food together... At the school...

Usopp: LUFFY!

Law:

Trebol: YOU GUYS ARE UNFAIR!! Did you hear about my weak spots from Corazon?? Cold;;

Sanji: Hn? Ditto.. Did we forget to say that?

Zoro: This guy's strong but I'm not feeling for a 2v1. I'll let you follow My plan and take care of the rest of it.

Sanji: What? You follow MY plan!!

Trebol: Doffy~~!!

Doflamingo: Just because there are sunny spots, doesn't mean the world's all bright.

Luffy: (coughs)

.. Mingo...(huff, huff..)

Doflamingo: I can hear voices... you're still standing?

Luffy: 'Cuz I made a promise.... to Corao...that I'll beat you..!

Doflamingo: You see, Straw hat. In this town, only the winner is justice.

Corazon, Law, and you... All of you are just weak!!

Luffy: You fool...

Doflamingo: The weak don't get to decide how they die!!

Luffy: YOU FOOL!!!

Gomu Gomu no..!!

Doflamingo: There!

`OVER...`

Continues in Reblog ⬇️

one piece saved my life man

瞬発的に衝動的に描くなんて自分でも驚いている

それほどに影響力があったんだなと実感

筋斗雲って呼べばくると思っていた子供の頃がなつかしい

I was surprised at how quickly and impulsively he drew, and I realized that he had such an impact.

I miss my childhood when I thought that if I called him Nimbus, he would come. I picked up some sticks from around the area and seriously wondered if I could improve my Nyoi-bo, and I seriously tried to see if I could learn the levitation technique if I tried hard enough…