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"Well screw that. I'm not about to fall in love and take off. I'm stayin' where I am." Who could possibly end up wanting him? or winning him over to the point of leaving his captain and brother?

"Anyway, who the hell is bein' a shit and askin' this stuff? I'll kick their ass!"

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the polar tang in ep. 992

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Well shit. That didn’t sound good. “Think I’m just gonna, go for a swim or somethin’.”  While he might usually like to instigate and make things worse. Even he knew, this was NOT one of those times. 

“Glad for once I’m not the one that fucked up.” 

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OH. yeah. I also have the discord thing. 

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Self indulgent Shachi 🐋🫣

I had a dream he had gills and ate a raw fish 🫢 🐟🍴

I am absolutely in love 😗🥰😂

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Anonymous asked: "What the fuck are you on about?" [from medicus-mortem]

“I just think we could use a break. Just a little one.” They? More like their captain. Though he knew the kind of response he was liable to get. Shachi knew their priorities and their main goals but still he couldn’t help the concern for his friend and captain. 

Maybe just maybe, he also just wanted to let a little loose and have some genuine fun. 

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Send me 💉 to find my muse disheveled and bloody after a fight!

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“Ikkaku, meerkats aren’t murderers! It would be kinda cool if they were though.” He puts a finger to his chin, considering the potential. 

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On Anon or not, send “Plot:” + describe something you really want to RP with my muse or something you want to see my muse do (if it’s to/with another RPer, list their username) and I’ll rate it:

fuck no || not really interested || huh?? || give me more details… || sure why not || OMFG YES

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Friendship Orientation Sentence Starters!

A collection of dialogue oriented for friendships and beyond! Change things/pronouns as needed!

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"I don't know what they were thinking messing with you of all people."

"I bet I can down my drink faster than you."

"That'll kill you one day."

"You're doing it wrong. Let me help."

"What the fuck are you on about?"

"That doesn't look safe..."

"I'm worried about you, (name)."

"We're worried about you, (name)."

"You'll work yourself to death. Take a rest with me, drink!"

"Do you need help?"

"I did your work for you. Take a break, on me."

"I covered for you, don't worry."

"I hate to ask, but I need your help."

"You deserve so much better."

"I say this because I respect you: you look stupid doing that."

"We should grab some food and watch some cringey movies from the '80s."

"I heard you're not being yourself, so I bought you your favourite alcohol and snacks."

"You can talk to me, you know."

"How much for you to ask (name) out?"

"Okay, so, don't panic but I mentioned your name to our boss... it wasn't a positive conversation..."

"Let's go for a walk."

"You kept me up all night! You never said you tossed a lot in your sleep!"

"Who do I need to fight for you?"

"Please don't fight anyone for me again."

"Important night, or just wanting to dress up?"

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Anonymous asked: Your captain sent you to Zou because he knew you'd be s liability. Weakling.

He was used to these kind of jabs. They still sucked. Even if he knew better than to let them get under his skin. 

“Yeah whatever. We’re always gonna be weaker than Law. It’s frustrating but ya know what? Means he gives a shit about us.” It might not be shown directly but Shachi knew Law cared for them. He wouldn’t want them dragged into anything that would have them possibly killed. 

There was also the fact Law wouldn’t want them trying to stop him. He knew they worried for his safety. But that wouldn’t stop them from getting revenge if anything ever did take Law down. But, as shitty as it was, they had to do their best to trust in him. Hopefully he would fight to get back to them, and not leave them on their own. Shachi doesn’t know what he’d do without Law. He would do his damndest to take care of the others and keep them safe, but there was only so much he could do....he wasn’t Law. He wasn’t strong....as was being pointed out to him now. What if he couldn’t.....he’d be letting Law down in the end. 

Yeah he wasn’t strong. He’s seen the monsters Law has fought. No way would he be able to fight that. Not without getting himself injured or killed. And there was no way in hell he could keep Law safe either. 

He idly fingered the weaponized bracelet around his wrist, feeling the conflicting emotions bubble up. Dammit. 

“Law’s gonna do what he needs to do. I was always here to follow him and do what he needed and that’s not gonna change. Even if I can’t get stronger. so how about you fuck off before you get a few new breathing holes.”  Lip curled upwards to showcase pointed teeth. 

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You are allowed to send antagonizing anons about my muse

(i was gonna put this on my rp blog last night, but i decided to make it a post on here so anyone else who likes antagonistic anons can reblog it as well without borking my notifs)

people are allowed to send anons about what goes on on my blog and the circle of blogs that interact with me, this includes trying to get under my muses skin or tell them the hard truths about what is happening, or even about their fellow friends and enemies!

berate them for putting up with something dumb, point out flaws in someone's story, mention how something they believe is not the truth, do it, have fun!

just be sure that the antagonistic anon you sent is directed at the muse, not the mun, and make sure to read the rules of the blog you wish to send anons to, some antagonizing might be seen as godmodding and will go unanswered or blocked.

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Anonymous asked:

It starts out as a headlock, as it always should when it comes to Shachi. Law simply grabs his old friend, arm wrapping around his neck and his hold tight as he ruffles Shachi's hair through his hat. Eventually knocking the thing off. The doctor smirks with the rough housing but is quick to change his hold. Arm loosens, and he grabs onto Shachi's shirt to pull him up into a proper hug. Law gives a squeeze with his hug, his hand now slipping into Shachi's hair with a rare bout of affection.

"Never change," he mutters, words near a whisper before he back pedals from the touchy feely shit and shoves Shachi away. [from @medicus-mortem​]

Law was always quick to jump from an unreadable mood to bouts of instigating play. Though they seemed rarer these days. The lack of usual affection tended to worry Shachi but he didn’t complain too often. The last thing Law needed was more unwarranted stress. Even if it was from a well-meaning place. 

They’d all been through hell. Law of course more than most. But the rest of them, worried for their captain. He was the one who brought them all together, brought them out of their own hells and set them onto a new path, gave them new purpose and gave them family. Something many of them no longer had. He saved them. Shachi wanted nothing more but to be able to give the same back to one of his eldest friends, his brother. 

While he grunted and yelled, joy flooded Shachi at the playful display. He might have pulled away and fought it off, but instead he gave a boisterous laugh and soaked it all in. 

“Aw c’mon bro not the hat!!!” He whirled around in half hearted attempt to pull away and reposition to strike back, but before he could he found himself in a tight hug. His body froze, eyes widening in surprise. It took everything in him not to ask Law what was wrong for him to be so openly giving affection. Fear of ruining the moment made him bite his tongue. No mater what the hell was going on, he would appreciate and treasure this moment. And maybe keep it as evidence to throw at Law later that he did indeed love them the next time he tried saying otherwise

“Never change.”. 

Shachi was almost overwhelmed with emotion hearing the words. He knows he’s a pain in the ass. He knows he’s far from perfect but damn if he doesn’t try his damndest. Law knew. He saw and appreciated them. This was enough to truly understand that. 

He throws his arms around Law, reciprocating the love and devotion. Of course he was gonna take this rare opportunity to do so without being threatened bodily harm for being gross. 

He held still a moment and nodded firmly as he promises, “Never.” 

Just as quickly as it started, Law was quick to end the exchange. Shachi gazed at his brother and grinned fondly. He could never change. Law helped make him what he was. But they in turn affected Law as well. Nothing could rip that or them apart. Not now. Not ever. 

He jabs his fist lightly against Law’s arm and offers a feral grin. “Who are we fuckin’ up next boss?”

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"Question," says Law, the doctor kind of wanting to see just how far Shachi will go for him. "If I asked you to bite off Trebol's face for me, would you?" [from medicus-mortem]

His brow arched, barely visible beneath his shades. His first instinct to the question was to stick his tongue out and gag loudly in dramatic fashion. 

It would figure Law would ask him such an vile question. This was how he often amused himself. Though Shachi was sure the information within any given answer would be squirreled away in the deep corner of the surgeon’s brain. 

“UGH, captain.....that’s fuckin’ nasty.” He could feel his stomach lurch a bit at the idea of the feeling of the slime that would pool between his teeth. The taste of it....

He had to force himself to shake it all away and look to his friend. “Of course. I’d hate every damned second of it, but I’d do it. The man’s a monster. A nasty slimy monster with the consistency of runny snot. It would give me great pleasure to give him even a little bit of the pain he’s given out. Even more I’d love to rid you of him.”  Would it lead to some shitty repercussions? Probably, but he would absolutely savage the oozing bastard. 

He would then proceed to relieve the contents of his gut repeatedly. 

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Hey, you. Yes, you. Send me anons. Make it about whatever you want. Just send one.

No really. Send one. Or two. Or three. Whatever.

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“Tch. When I said thanks for makin’ me who I was, I didn’t mean the bad stuff. I was trying to be genuine.”  Shachi shook his head, loose strands of red falling over his forehead. Despite thinking his captain was an idiot sometimes, he can’t help but chuckle. 

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👩‍🦱: grab my muse’s hair (I'm not sure if you're still taking these so totally feel free to disregard but- violence!!!! Penguin-of-the-heart)

Shachi had only been walking through, oblivious to anything brewing or going on. Not till suddenly fingers were shoving through his hair and yanking hard enough to jolt him out of his stride and causing his hat to fall to the ground. 

Pain shot through his scalp causing him to yelp. It was short lived before the anger immediately spiked, he swung around and grabbed the culprit’s ear with a hard pull to rival the one Penguin had given him. Now they stood, each with a  handful of the other, with curses falling from their lips. 

“Dammit Pen! You better let go before I kick your damn ass! The hell is this even about?!” Apparently either this was some kind of dumb joke or he’d done something to offend the other without even realizing it and the anger had bubbled a bit too long. 

He gave another short yank, grimacing all the while. Penguin was lucky it was his fingers grabbing onto that lobe.