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08: How long per week do you estimate you spend on RPing? 09: Which writer(s) inspire you?

MUN-DAY ASKS

08: How long per week do you estimate you spend on RPing?

Sadly not as many as I would like anymore … the joys of being an adult :P Maybe only a few hours.

09: Which writer(s) inspire you?

Toby, normally found here –> @despairformeZeke, good chance you will find him here –> @sadisticperfection

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✔ Are they holding a grudge against anyone? ◯ Do they believe in ghosts?

Horrific Headcanons

✔ Are they holding a grudge against anyone?

Shanks doesn’t like to hold grudges. He will remember how you treat him and treat those around him, but he doesn’t like to take a person’s poor decisions and hold them against them for eternity. He finds that unfair, and if everyone who crossed paths with him did that with his decisions, he’d basically be public enemy No.1. 

However. There are two people he holds grudges against. One reasonable, he thinks. The other totally unreasonable, he knows. The first is Teach. Teach has made too many decisions Shanks views as harmful and wrong. And Teach never shows any remorse for those actions. Going so far as to bragging about the damage he has done, like the scars on Shanks’ face. Teach thought nothing of tearing apart his family and killing his brothers. To Shanks, that is completely unforgivable. 

The other person, well, perhaps even people, are Roger and Rayleigh. This is a grudge he keeps locked away inside. One he struggles with, struggles to keep quiet. He’s furious at them though. Somewhere, deep in his gut, he is absolutely furious with them. And he tries everything he can to quench the fire of fury. They abandoned him. Both of them abandoned him. Roger was fine with making sure Ace was taken care of. But what about him? What about the kid he had raised for near half of the kid’s life? Where was he in that equation? Why wasn’t he thought about? Everyone talks about Roger and his great romantic hope for a family with Rouge and Ace. But what about him? He had to watch while Roger found someone he wanted. It was a sharp, painful reminder to a thirteen year old that his ‘father’ figures did not think about him the same way. He had no mother. He had no father. Roger was starting a family he’d never get to have. It was a lamentation, poor Roger. But what about him? Where was he? And Buggy? Were they not his sons? To Shanks, when he was that age, Roger’s disbanding of the crew, Rayleigh’s leaving, it was all nothing short of betrayal. He was left to sink or swim, realizing that his relationship with them was nothing more than superficial sailing together. He had loved them as fathers. But far later when he learned that Ace was Roger’s son, that Roger had tried to ensure Ace’s safety, he realized even more solidly that to Roger, he wasn’t ever in the equation. The grudge he had felt before that realization had been calming, and he was hopeful he would be able to move on, but then came the revelations and the fire burned again. He hates himself for getting so angry about it too. A near 40-year-old throwing a fit because of some 30-year-old baggage. But he can’t help it. So he squishes it.

He will never tell anyone these feelings.

◯ Do they believe in ghosts?

Oh yeah. Even before he met Perona and her little group of ghosties one day when he was breaking into Mimi’s house. He had seen more than enough to believe in their existence, and on the seas ghosts are never in short supply. He definitely believes in them, and yes, they definitely freak him out a bit. In fact, he finds it harder to break into Mihawk’s house now- because there might be a ghost around and he doesn’t want to see one. It doesn’t stop him, but he does have to give himself a pep-talk/failed pep-talk beforehand. Like:

“Okay Shanks. It’s just a ghost. Just a small little ghost you can handle it. What’s the worst that could happen? Mihawk is scarier than any ghost and you ain’t afraid of him… come on- OH HOLY SHIT THERE’S A GHOST- no wait plastic bag, son of a bitch, who littered at Mimi’s? Mimi is gonna be so pissed. OH SHIT NO NOW THAT’S A GHOST!” 

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"Why's everyone stealing your pillows? I thought you only have Bepo?" Confused Lu's confused, (probably the AU where they're in the same crew)

Alarm spread over his otherwise morose face. He crossed the space between them in two large, hurried strides. Leaping at Luffy, Law slapped a hand over Luffy’s mouth in an excessively and unnecessarily abrupt and intense gesture to shush the other pirate.

“Don’t talk so loudly,” Law scolded, keeping his hand pressed over Luffy’s lips. He darted his eyes around their surroundings, in search of any foreign company that could have been eavesdropping in on their conversation. Sensing that they were alone—most probably, though it was hard to confirm without further investigations—Law released his grip and stepped away from Luffy.

He adjusted his hat, eyes continuously flickering around the deck, as if awaiting an unknown presence to leap out of nowhere. Finally, after minutes that saw no interruption by enemy forces, Law moved towards Luffy once more, this time with less of a rush and without any extreme urgency.

“Don’t talk about Bepo like that,” Law explained softly, leaning in to Luffy’s ear. “Someone will kidnap him.” As soon as he said those words, ire and panic rose within him. Nobody had checked on Bepo yet. Was Bepo all right? Sure, the mink could fend for himself, but who knew what abomination they were dealing with there.

“We’ve to hurry,” Law stressed, turning away from Luffy. He took a few strides away before rushing back to Luffy’s side. “But act normal. We might be watched.” Losing all his pillows alone was bad enough. He couldn’t lose Bepo too.

…And neither could he lose Luffy, though he wouldn’t admit it out loud.

“…watch your back,” he grumbled to Luffy, before going in search to make sure Bepo was still around.

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“Sounds like a plan to me!” Akira grinned, starting to feel even more excited. This was going to be fun! Seeing people cause trouble or do something stupid was always fantastic.

“Oh-- and if any children are around there, let’s shoo them, okay? I’d rather not see them play in that area.”

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@mugiwxrx​ ,, startercall .

     ❝ It’s not like this is going to happen - ❞ Caesar began, letting out a small sigh pats purple lips. He wasn’t looking forward to this conversation at all, and just starting it was humiliating, but, as a scientist, he liked to have everything covered. That way he could make plans.  ❝ But if, by some miracle you and Law do end up defeating Jōkā, what will you do with me afterwards? ❞ Of course, Caesar had every faith in Doflamingo. The man would never let him down. He would rescue him, Caesar was certain of that. But --- There was such a thing as human errors, and he couldn’t foresee the future. He’d feel much better if the Mugiwara captain could tell him what would happen to him. Would they kill him? They were pirates, and though they didn’t seem like the types to kill someone in cold blood, Caesar knew he definitely ( by their morals ) deserved to be executed. 

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Curious gold eyes watched as the confused boy seemed to wander in circles around the park. Maybe he was lost ... or maybe looking for someone. Eventually his curiosity got the better of him. When the boy moved closer again, Law spoke up.

“What are you doing? You have been walking in circles for ages.”

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Reboot to Minion Island; a second chance

Cold…It was so cold. The air in the chest was warmer, but it was freezing all the same. The tears, they wouldn’t stop pouring. The heart, it wouldn’t stop aching. It hurt. He couldn’t breathe. Gunshots pierced through the silence. They couldn’t hear him, but he could hear them. Ever too vividly.

He didn’t want this. His life, in exchange for Corazon’s? No, please. Please tell me it’s all a nightmare. Wake up! I’ve got to wake up. Make this end. Let’s go back…back to before. You said you’d be all right! You lied—

An unrecognizable mess—his face was a mess of dribble, snot, and tears. His little chest convulsed as he bawled in utter anguish, banging his fists against the inside of the container. His eyes were red and smarting from the fountain of tears that it had been made to spew forth. Please, stop! Don’t hurt him anymore! He’ll die—

History was repeating itself. Death would follow him like a shadow, perched over his shoulder. He was cursed. That was his retribution for surviving the massacre of Flevance, for outliving his family, for escaping alive.

Helpless, hopeless, useless—wasn’t he simply worthless, to that regard? He could do nothing. He did nothing. Beside him, in the chest, was the other boy, Luffy, but Law barely even registered his presence. His mind was reeling and spinning and everything was happening both so slowly and yet so quickly at the same time.

He squeezed his eyes shut, but he couldn’t block out the visual imagery of the events that were happening on the outside. Bluish hands clutching the blanket tighter around quaking shoulders, he couldn’t stop the cries, and he didn’t try to repress them either, all while Corazon’s last words echoed through his mind—followed by the series of gunshots replaying over and over, a haunting torment that prevented him from noticing that the chest was being carried away.

But he couldn’t waste…Corazon’s sacrifice. Through a blurry vision and spasms of blubbering, he recalled of the other boy sitting with him. They had to make it out of there. He didn’t want to live Corazon behind, but he didn’t want to go against Corazon’s dying wishes either.

Somehow, in spite of his agonizing despair, he managed to come to his senses. In between gasps and choked sobs, he stuttered, “W-we have…to l-leave.” If there was any reason left for him to live, it would be to repay Corazon’s kindness and to save the other boy.

There didn’t seem to be any movement on the outside, and so, stumbling on weak knees, he pulled himself to a stand and gradually pushed the lid of the box, peering out through swollen eyes. Their surroundings seemed to be clear. Fighting to keep silent and stifle his wailings, he lifted the lid completely and climbed out of the box, before offering a hand to help Luffy out as well.

He didn’t know where they would go, but they had to keep moving. An island…nearby. Corazon had mentioned connecting islands to Minion Island. Corazon—the tears gushed once more. He didn’t even get to say his goodbyes.

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