#mini scenario

doing it with a friend would be even worse, you’re complaining about how you have to go but “i’m almost done just let it dry.” or them making fun of you for having such a weak bladder

So in this scenario-

I know everybody already played Amnesia card a million times!

But hear me out, MK and Wukong going through his old stuff and he chooses to get into some old Journeys clothes just two check whether they fit or not and mk bumps into an artifact and thinking quickly he unintentionally kicks it to Monkey king but obviously Monkey King was distracted by his old clothes and afterward bam! Amnesia time! several days past whatever blah he's still " cursed" but in reality he's Faking It. he was restored a month ago, he definitely does feels bad for stressing the youngster his friends but he believes this is his only opportunity to be this near to macaque again, without yelling or fighting. and the only other person who knows he's Faking It is Sandy, yeah, he doesn't say anything until he and Monkey King are alone.

Cute/ sad /head Cannon/ scenario

What do you think? something he totally would do right?! LMAO😆✨

I have no doubts that there will be crewmates who are afraid of needles, *cough* shachi and penguin *cough*. And with a doctor like Law thats gonna be a scary day 😆

Hi pumpkin !! I hope youre having a great day so far 🤭🤭💖💖💖

Mm I absolutely love this ask - picture this ! 😈

Formaggio * is holding an enemy's head underwater with a serious face in complete silence *

Risotto " Look at Maggio! The face, the attitude, THE STRENGHT! He is really taking this mission seriously " * sh**ts an enemy in the eye *

Prosciutto " i agree Capo, and i never thought i would live enough to witness this " * is aging their target slowly, with a sadistic smirk on his face *

Illuso " the eyes are so empty, ruthless killer mode~ "

Ghiaccio " Diocan it almost gives me chills...i wonder what he's thinking.." * is sitting on a enemy's body st*bbing them repeatedly *

Melone " maybe is personal, like me when i k*ll a Livornese "

Pesci " Does that mean you are from Pis-"

Melone " NON OSARE MAURIZIO COSTANZO WANNABE!! "

*La squadra keeps arguing and looking at Formaggio, they are really trying to understand why the usually laid back and " cazzone " of the group is so serious *

Formaggio's mind " Quiero pescar un tronco, lanzarlo y irme a la c*nche tu madre...Como tao pai pai, tao pai pai, tao pai pai..."

It would be a lie to say that Erec's heart was beating serenely. Childbirth in the Key family was always risky, and the trepassers always awoke more ferociously during these.

Like sharks drawn to blood.

He should have been on the front line, that was his role as 1st sword, but faced with Percival's distress, he had chosen to stay back. It was his role as a brother.

His eyes slid back to his older brother. It had been two months since he'd returned from Albion.

Haggard, empty and terrified of being approached. Like a wounded animal. Not the kind of man to be a father, not now. He'd left unaware of the pregnancy and returned with the obligation to confront it. One more battle for this broken soldier.

You and Michael got into an argument and he literally almost kills you inside

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You first fought over the bringing up of each other’s past.

It was a stupid argument, you thought.

However it wasn’t so stupid when Michael actually- genuinely- rose his voice. He doesn’t even compliment you that much, so it practically made your heart slip a beat when you heard him yell

“I thought you supported me!”

You didn’t know how to comprehend it, so you yelled back

“I do support you, Michael- why wouldn’t I ever support you?”

Michael ripped off his mask, and his brown curls were extremely messy. He glared into your soul, sending you shivers

“You don’t support me,” he spat. “you’re just like the rest of them.”

That genuinely broke your heart.

You stormed upstairs and slammed the door behind you, the rope that was holding your tears back snapping as soon as you heard the “clu-clunk”

After minutes of sobbing and thinking, Michael had slowly walked into your room.

You don’t look at him.

Michael stalked over you, his warm aura eventually emasculating you. He gently placed his rough, big hardened hand onto your shoulder with a regretful look underneath his damaged mask

“I didn’t mean it.”

You looked at him, and your eyes slowly closed and opened. You wondered if he was crying like you were.

“I know you didn’t.”

Michael had sighed a bit underneath his mask, as he fixed his t-shirt, climbing into the small bed with you. He took over it all.

The boogeyman had enveloped you in his broad arms, every part of you melting into his touch.

He could kill you right now if he wanted to, but he didn’t

He loved you

Waittt i read the one with Marco and Shanks being jealus/protective and lmao I literally SAW Shanks picking up his s/o and dropping them into a random barell and going to deal with whatever danger is on...

To only come back after a victory.. and forgotting in which barell is his s/o😂😂

Well shit.

Shanks wasn't freaking out perse, but not finding his partner was starting to get concerning. Obviously, wandering around the ship knocking on barrels like a moron wasn't working.

"(Name)!" Shanks called, "Hey! Knock your barrel over if you can hear me!" he weaved past a few barrels full of... well, he didn't know really know what. Though it was likely that they were full of beer.

(Name) is gonna be so mad at me if I don't find them soon.

Running his fingers through his hair, Shanks went to the last place he hadn't checked. There were tons of barrels in the galley. He swore he had dumped them in a barrel on the top deck. Gods, he really did have to get a handle on his temper.

He walked into the galley, and low and behold, Benn is sitting right next to (Name). Of course.

"Hi Shanks," (Name) waved at him from across the room, "Benn let me out."