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talking quietly of anything with you by oldherbaltea
Fandoms: One Piece (Anime & Manga), One Piece (Live Action TV 2023)
17 Jan 2025
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It’s 1 am on an early Saturday morning and Roronoa Zoro finds himself being kicked out of one of the many hole-in-the-wall bars in his hometown. At this point, he’s honestly too drunk to care. While walking home, he spots a shadowy figure bouncing around ahead of him and tries to avoid any interaction. But, someone holy had other plans for Zoro that night...
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chopper sits down robin for a therapy session post water 7.
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robin vents about her feelings and choppers there for her every step of the way <3
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of what we couldve been, of what we are. by oldherbaltea
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
03 Sep 2022
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Kaeya drinks every night for 2 weeks in a row. He comes to the bar, gets drunk, then goes somewhere in the night. This concerns Charles, and he tells Diluc. Diluc becomes very worried for his little brother, even if they are on bad terms, and follow him one night.
Tldr ; drunk kaeya spills his guts to big bro diluc
WARNING : POV SWITCHING
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Kaedehara Kazhua develops alcoholic tendencies so all his friends drop him, and he drops himself off a cliff after he goes exploring.
Brief ment of Heizua/Kazou and Kazhua's friend.
Title inspired by a poem called Burial at Sea written by John Companiotte
Tw for suicide, alcohol, and getting traumatized by witnessing suicide (?)
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‘They said later that all the sorry souls of the Mississippi had waited their turn long enough. Oh, it was a cruise steeped in death from the start— all endings are deaths, if you think about it. These are haunted waters, always have been, and she was a ghost if ever I saw one. You heard of the old black train? Let me tell you, the Greeks, you know, they had it right. Before there were trains, there were boats. Ain’t nothin' older than a boat. That tour—the very last… we didn’t know it then, but, hell, they did. The dead always do, in the end.’ — Witness statement.
September, 1921: the SEVENTH DAY departs St. Louis for New Orleans. It goes not silently or darkly: they say its passengers dance all night and day, dragging the river out slow enough to turn minutes to hours, days to weeks, nights to days and back again. They say it’s ten times the size of a Mardi Gras float and twice as grand, patronised by the richest Baron in the south. Its shadow is vast and broad—the vision of an ending.
But it is a beautiful vision, while it lasts.
Besides—is it not said that all endings are also beginnings, in their way?