Random Thoughts -that No One Wants To Know- While Watching Impel Down/Marine Ford For The First Time.

Random thoughts -that no one wants to know- while watching Impel down/Marine Ford for the first time.

ep 467 Buggy shying away from the fight, that's how we know him. Buggys followers giving every little thing he says some epic and noble meaning, always putting him on a pedestal, he just can't do wrong (I feel called out. I would be one of them. Why am I so weak for this clown?) Jango having the same VA as Franky and Bon chan, love the voice. He's doing a great job. Buggys face as he finds out Dragon is Luffys father is priceless

ep 468 Whitebeard recognizing Buggy and Buggy just biting back without realising it's Whitebeard he's talking to because he just can't keep his mouth shut :D You can't tell me Whitebeard didn't know that Buggy was weak and that Buggy was just talking out of his ass, when he offered Buggy to form an alliance Mr 3s face in combination with the music after Buggy told him that he could take on the Marines if he got all out made me laugh so hard I cried Wait what?! Now Whitebeard acknowledges the strength of Buggy and the prisoners?! What is happening?? I for sure thought he was looking right through Buggy. Smoker, you are hot and so far you are my favorite Marine, but you won't be much of use Boa Hancock is delusional, but on the other hand quite cute when she gushes over Luffy

ep 469 Highlight: Luffy hugging Boa Hancock. And she's so overwhelmed, she can't take it. Buggy and his daggers are such a cool combo.

ep 470 Crocodile not accepting Doflamingos offer to join forces is refreshing one of my favorite scenes in the anime: Luffy getting Buggy out of Crocodiles sandstorm just to use him as a shield against Mihawks attack, and Buggy just being his usual self getting mad with Mihawk and gloriously failing his Muggy ball attack, resulting in one of the funniest scenes

ep 471 a whole army out of pacifistas... that's so cruel Buggy going live, he's so precious. In the german dub he says "My name is legend and I am a Buggy." and I can never forget about that such a rat... stabbing Whitebeard!

ep 472 I know what's bound to happen, but I still don't like it Aokiji freezing Buggy... I mean I know Buggy survives this, but if I didn't already I would be seriously worried for him now Whitebeard being the forgiving father, that's why his people love him, isn't it?

ep 473 Whitebeard enters the fight. That's got to be epic. Shit's about to go down. I know this story is about Luffy on his way to become King of the Pirates but holy moly, I want to watch Whitebeard in his prime. His df looks so incredibly epic and strong So out of the three admirals I liked Aokiji, I didn't like Kizaru and I had no opinion on Akainu because we didn't see him until now. I didn't think Akainu could be worse than Kizaru but here we are. I really don't like that man.

Random thoughts -that no one wants to know- while watching Impel down/Marine Ford for the first time.

ep 474 Oz is still alive? How? Ugh I know he'll probably die and stay dead, but for now it's a small relief. I also don't know yet what Luffys plan is, but at least he got behind the wall. That's a win in my book.

ep 475 Crocodile saving Ace last second!? What!? Why?! He's so cool rn! Crocodile stonks went up! Doflamingo and Crocodile talking like a couple who recently broke up, nice. I feel so sorry for Garp, ughh.

ep 476 Whitebeard casually catching Luffy. An episode that tugs on your heartstrings. Poor Garp.

ep 477 I'm glad Buggy is fine. I really need him because this war is so dark and I want to keep myself from crying. We've established that Luffy shortened his life, should be around 30 years, yea? If I recall is correctly he should have gotten the hormones to keep going three times. I don't know, these episodes are just getting to me. It's depressing.

ep 478 Coby against Luffy. Outcome was obvious from the start. But at least he tried. Luffy getting saved by Hancock again. She's such a simp :) Whitebeard is such a beast. I really want to see him in his prime. I can't wait to see Luffy being able to control his Haki.

ep 479 Everyone being impressed with Luffys Haki and Whitebeard ordering his men to help Luffy in any possible way. Lovely. Crocodile getting in between Mihawk and Luffy, saving Luffy, makes me feel things I didn't think I would be feeling. ;) Buggy saying "Buggy" as he connects his upper body with his lower body again is so darn precious.

ep 480 Garp looks quite hot in the flashbacks with Luffy. See? This is why I currently prefer Kizaru over Akainu. Kizaru fights Whitebeard, Luffy is running towards Ace, Whitebeards like "Just watch" and Kizaru stops fighting for a moment and watches and they talk like an old couple watching TV until they resume their fight. Wonderful. Mr 3 being one of the guards to kill Ace was lucky. But also my dude was comitted to killing Ace there... Then again Mr 3 being touched by Bon chans last words and his last wish is melting my heart and even though he was swinging that sword at Aces neck a few minutes ago I can't keep myself from thinking that he is a hero.

ep 481 I know the outcome of this arc, yet I still feel happy for at least this moment that Ace is free. Epic fight where Luffy and Ace fight together like they never did anything else. Buggy is scheming again. Whitebeard declaring the new era with the flashback of old foes and allies with his flag waving in the background made me cry a little.

A few hours ago, I sat down to write down some simple thoughts about Mihawk and a Reader. I'm currently trying to get myself into writing again by writing about people with different personalities. Cross guild is just perfect for that one. It was supposed to be something short, a few hundred words... yea. That worked (not)

So: Enjoy my spontaneous, not planned, thing I just wrote.

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Mihawk hated how you invaded his space. He was hardly ever able to deal with Buggy, but another colourful, cheerful and lively person was too much for him. Whenever you were around he couldn't concentrate on any task he was doing. Your happy laugh that would light up your whole face was the worst. Mihawk couldn't look away. You were going on his nerves. 

Mihawk wasn't able to grasp why everyone you interacted with seemed to instantly like you. You were just insufferable. The way you could entertain a whole room when telling a story, the way your face was so expressive when you talked or intently listened to the people around you, the way you seemed to always remember what everyone liked or didn't like, just unlikeable. It seemed like he was the only one around who could see clearly.

Mihawk did his best to dodge you, he really didn't want to interact with you, because everytime he did you smiled so sweetly at him that his head started to hurt. He watched you the whole time anytime you were in a room together under the pretence that he had to keep an eye on you in case you tried something funny. He also wanted to understand you, how you could infatuate so many people at once, not him though. Mihawk would never notice the wrinkles around your eyes whenever you laughed, or how happy you were for the whole day after someone had put your favorite snacks down outside of your room. How would he know, because it was definitely not him putting the snacks there and hiding in the shadows watching your face go from confusion to delight upon looking down and finding the food. 

If someone would ask him if he liked you, Mihawk would scoff, not even giving an answer before just leaving the room. 

Mihawk didn't like anything about you. Not how your hair sparkled in the sunlight, not the colour of your eyes, not your smile or the way you danced when the band played their music. He didn't like how you didn't seem to care what the world around thought about you when you did something crazy.

And yet... the moment he heard your scream echoing through the halls his body was the first to move. Hand on his sword he busted through the door of the bathroom to find you standing on a small stool, only wrapped in a small towel. A mouse... you were not in danger, it was just a mouse. Mihawk huffed in annoyance as he went to put an end to the little creature. "No! Don't hurt him!" he heard your voice. His eyes met yours. In the background he vaguely noted the arrival of Buggy and some of his crewmates. Mihawk just turned to leave, leaving Buggy in charge of catching the mouse. After he stepped out into the hall, he turned one last time. You were still wrapped in the towel, illuminated by the sunlight coming through the window behind you, looking like a goddess, while ordering Buggy and the white haired man with animal ears that was part of Buggy's former crew around to catch the mouse alive. He hadn't bothered to remember the man's name.

Mihawk once asked Crocodile what he thought about you joining Cross Guild. Crocodile barely had looked up from his paperwork "I don't have a strong opinion on that woman, but she's not unpleasant to be around." 

Mihawk found another thing he hated about you as he was lying awake at night. You wouldn't leave his thoughts. For the last few months every night he would have trouble falling asleep because he disliked you so much. Tonight it was that mental picture of you in the towel. He couldn't stop thinking about you. A scar on your right knee, he wondered what happened. Painted toe nails, why would you paint your toenails if you always had shoes on? Was there someone in your life that you painted them for? The thought had Mihawk sit up in his bed, clearly frustrated. He had never bothered to find out if you were dating anyone. Why would he care?

The thought of you in someone's arms, someone that was not him made him angry. But why? He couldn't stand you.

Mihawk got up, it was clear to him, that he wasn't getting any sleep tonight. 

Mihawk walked towards the kitchen. It wasn't like he didn't have any wine in his room, but tonight he didn't feel like drinking a fancy and expensive wine. Tonight he needed something else. He didn't bother turning on the lights as he blindly rummaged through the cabinets to find some cheap booze, stuff that Shanks would drink on occasion. Mihawk needed this to numb his thoughts. He whipped around when he felt a presence entering the kitchen. The light was turned on and you let out a surprised scream, dropping the empty plate you had in your hands. You flinched as the plate hit the ground and sprang into a million pieces. You jumped again as you noticed Mihawk was suddenly standing right by your side. "Sheesh! What are you doing here in the dark?! You scared me!", heart still beating hard in your chest. "You should clean that up, so no one steps in it" Mihawk sad with a cold tone, before walking past you out of the kitchen. 

Somehow this irked you more than it should. You turned to face his back, yelling "Not even a 'Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you'!? You know what you are? You are an asshole, Mihawk!" The swordsman stopped in his tracks, your words had hurt and surprised him. He had never seen you get angry. He turned his head to see you get a broom to sweep up the mess with a sour look on your face. 

He sighed as he walked towards you and took the broom out of your hands. "What are you doing?" - "I apologize for scaring you and for handling this as badly as I did. It is only fair that I clean up the mess, since you wouldn't be in that situation if it weren't for me", he simply replied. "Oh, so you CAN be nice", you said quietly, but with a sharp undertone. Mihawk furrowed his brows, still collecting random pieces of the smashed plate. "What does that mean?" - "That means that I try my best to be nice to you, but you're always so cold. I feel like you hate me. I always wonder what I did to make you dislike me like that. Is it something I can change?", you wondered. "No." Mihawk had finished picking up the shards and there was no trace of the accident left. "No?", you looked at him puzzled. 

He forced himself to say the words "I don't hate you, neither do I dislike you." - "You have a weird way of showing that."

You stood right in front of Mihawk looking up at him into his yellow eyes. He held your gaze seemingly with ease, but his heart betrayed him as it started to beat faster. "Very well... I wish you a good night." He left, leaving you standing alone and confused in the kitchen. "What the hell was that about...?"

The next day you found your favorite snacks lying in front of your door, but this time there were also a few flowers. "Huh, weird timing", you thought, but still smiled at the sight. You paused as you picked up the flowers, you could have sworn you had already seen them somewhere. As you went about your day you didn't think too much about it. You were busy trying out a new makeup style on Buggy, playing with Richie, listening to Galdino talking about his candle devil fruit and dancing and singing along to the songs the band was playing. As always you felt eyes on you, but you had never found out if it was your imagination or if someone in the room was just quick to avert his gaze whenever you looked around.

This time was different, though. And you could already feel it. As you turned around you spotted him almost immediately. This time he didn't look away, his yellow eyes meeting yours.

You shot him a smile yet his stoic expression never changed. Although you could swear he was blushing ever so slightly. You continued what you were doing and after a while you noticed Mihawk had left the room. 

It was already late, so you wished everyone who was still up a good night and went back to your room. A breeze made you pause. Some fresh air before bed would certainly be nice, so you followed the breeze beckoning you outside.

The night air was cool but it was not cold. You took a few deep breaths enjoying the silence and the wind in your hair. As you turned to get back inside something in the corner of your eyes caught your attention. Mihawk had made himself a little flower bed on a small patch of grass and earth. It was his little retreat that was off limits to anyone. You had marveled at the colourful flowers he had managed to grow recently and now you noticed some of them missing.

Suddenly it hit you, Mihawk was your secret admirer. And now you felt like an ass. Sure, you didn't know back then that it was him to cheer you up with your favorite snacks every time you had a hard day, but still... now that you knew you felt bad calling him out in the kitchen the night before. You had to make things right. For tonight you had a mission and you knew exactly how to do it.

Another sleepless night. Mihawk was slowly losing his mind. Not many things could rile him up that much. That smile you had graced him with that day was embedded into his head. He had slowly come to the realisation that lying to himself wouldn't make the feelings he had for you go away. It only made them worse. He sighed heavily. Suddenly there was a knock on his door. Who would knock at this hour? Usually he'd be mad at the interruption, but tonight he was glad he could take his mind off his problem.

Mihawk didn't bother to put on his jacket, he opened the door shirtless only in his pants. The hall was seemingly empty, but he could feel a presence looming in the shadows where the small ray of light coming from his room didn't reach. He took a step forward only to stop and look at the thing he had just bumped into. On the ground in front of his room was a bottle of red wine and an arrangement of snacks and foods he liked, like crackers with grapes and a special type of cheese.

His eyebrows rose at the sight of it. "I figured it out. It was you who surprised me with my favorite snacks and the flowers, wasn't it?" you asked, a smile audible in your voice. Mihawk just nodded, watching you as you stepped out of the shadows. "And here I was thinking you didn't like me. I'm sorry for my outburst in the kitchen", you apologized. "It's nothing, don't worry about such things." As he said this, your smile widened and made his heart skip a beat. 

"I would like to get to know you better, Mihawk", you spoke softly, "but only if you're interested, of course." 

Mihawk picked up the tray with food and the bottle of red wine. “By the looks of this, you already know me quite well." 

"Pfff, that was easy. That's not what I was thinking about." - "I know, come in", he simply replied and it sounded more like a statement than an invitation. Mihawk went back into his room, setting the food and wine on the table. You shyly followed him, closing the door behind you. Mihawk set two wine glasses on the table and got another chair for you to sit on. You were a bit unsure of what this was supposed to be, but you just went with the flow. 

After he had made sure you were sitting comfortably and after he had poured some wine for the both of you he looked at you "So, what do you want to know?"

Time was flying by as you talked. You noticed how Mihawk tried to talk a bit more than usual. He wouldn't answer all your questions, but most of them. You tried to tell yourself the warmth you felt in your chest was from the alcohol, but deep down you knew better. Sadly the night was coming to an end, when you couldn't keep yourself from yawning every few minutes. "It's really late, we should head to bed", Mihawk said. Only listening to what he was saying with half an ear, you simply nodded "Yea".

Mihawk helped you get up from the chair, he paused for a moment, looking between you and his bed. Now, as you still held his arm from when he helped you up, the words slowly seeped into your consciousness 'we should head to bed'. 'We'... 'We'? Oh. The realisation made you blush.

You looked up at him, noticing a conflicted look on his face. 

You tried to defuse the situation "I mean... I could if you insisted, NO, no... that's not what I wanted to say,.. I mean I would if you want me to... I..." you were stumbling over your words not knowing how to bring your point across, but you were silenced by a pair of lips softly pressed on yours. It was like a lightning striking your body. For a brief moment your body tensed up only to relax into the kiss. When Mihawk broke the kiss, you had found the words "I will stay the night."

As the both of you settled into his bed, your heart was racing. This was NOT how you expected the night to go, but this outcome wasn't unpleasant. Mihawk had been awfully quiet since the kiss, and yet you didn't think about it as something bad. He seemed strangely content and he openly showed this. 

He was lying on his back, his left arm pulling you close to him, as you snuggled up against him. Your hand tracing circles and shapes on his bare chest as you listened to his heartbeat. Even though you were still excited and nervous, you noticed your eyelids getting heavier by every passing second. "Good night, Mihawk", you mumbled. "Good night", he answered.

Mihawk had never felt so relaxed and content before. You - snuggled up so tightly against him - made him feel safe. It took him a little longer to fall asleep, but the sleep that followed was the best he ever had.

To Buggy it didn't matter that she had lost her strong arm. To him she looked as beautiful as the day he met her.

Buggy didn't mind, that she had to relearn everything, he'd always lend her a hand if she'd let him.

The only thing that truly mattered to him was that she was still alive. That he could still touch her, hug her, love her.

He didn't mind her angry outbursts, when she would swing her remaining fist at him, when she would scream and then break down crying.

Buggy would always help her up, tell her how beautiful she was, hold her and tell her how much he loved her.

He would find ways to show her, that the only place on earth where he truly wanted to be, was by her side. That her losing an arm would not change that. That to him she was not "broken" or "worth less than before". It was quite the opposite.

Buggy would do anything for her. She had always been perfect to him, even though he didn't tell her, but now he was telling her everyday. After almost losing her he didn't want to regret not telling her how much she meant to him.

I have a question to all the writers out there: How do you personally write and post your multiple chapter stories?

Do you write one chapter at a time, look it over and instantly post it? If yes, how do you deal with it if you suddenly suffer from writer's block? Do you just pause the story for the time being? Do you write a few chapters in advance before posting one so you can edit the chapters before if you need (e.g. for foreshadowing)? If yes, approximately how many chapters in advance do you prefer as a "safe option"? Or do you write the whole story first and then edit it into little chapters, which you post then on a schedule? If yes, how do you manage to keep motivated to finish the whole story first?

I really need some insight how different people do it. Thank you.

Her: "Can I stay with you tonight?"

Buggy: "What?! Why!?"

Her: "I can't sleep. I'm not feeling well... please?"

Buggy: "I mean... I could think about it... even though I don't understand why you'd want to stay with m-"

Her: "Buggy!"

Buggy: "Okay, okay, fine! You can sleep on the bed, I'll go sleep on the floor." *annoyed*

Her: "That's not what I had in mind..."

Buggy: "Oh, so you'd like to sleep on the floor?!"

Her: "Your bed is big enough for two."

Buggy: "But why would y-"

Her: "Shut up and move over! I'm too tired for this!" *gets into bed*

Buggy: "I don't understand ... "

Her: "At that rate you won't understand any time soon. Good night, Buggy." *snuggles up to Buggy*

Buggy: "... ... ... 'night."