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camels-pen · 3 months

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the difference between zosopp and sanuso (romantic OR platonic) is that Usopp is Zoro's specialest little guy and Zoro is someone Usopp hangs out with and looks up to and hides behind when things get scary, but Sanji and Usopp are best friends. They horse around, they beat each other up, they confide their worst fears trying to one up each other. Usopp hides behind Sanji sometimes, sure, but idk, Sanji's weaknesses are more obvious (bugs, fighting women, etc) so there are times when Usopp has to stand in front of Sanji too, yknow?

Like, how do I say this, all the crewmates are equal- Usopp and Zoro are equals- but with Sanji it feels like more... comradery? Zoro's a rock in a terrible storm- even rocks tend to get weathered and chipped and worn down, but they overall stay strong and steady. He has trouble being vulnerable and there are times when the burden he's placed on himself to keep the crew safe is crushing his chest. Usopp would help with that and be very understanding, but the point I'm trying to get with that is that those moments are few and far between. So I feel like Usopp, especially after Water 7, would take Zoro's lead on something like that, and keep most of his worries to himself or only talk about them sparingly unless they're really bad and/or he can't hide them.

Sanji is like a tree in a storm; he can be strong, yes, but it feels like he bends and sways with the storm, and has more obvious breaking points. He can relate more to Usopp's struggles rather than resorting to blunt honesty that might border on callous like Zoro. And while, with Zosopp, I tend to think of scenarios with Zoro being blunt like that as a good thing- because sometimes when you're spiraling, it's nice to have someone say exactly what's great about you and shoot down all your worries with straight facts that you can't argue with- I can also see this as being a bad thing. Anxiety can really twist up your brain sometimes, you know? And despite the words, the tone could still mess someone up if they're already feeling like a burden on others in some way.

With Sanuso it's a lot more understanding and thoughtful words. It's distractions and comfort food and patience- the kind reserved for Usopp- until Usopp talks about whatever's troubling him. Compared to Zosopp, it doesn't take as long for Usopp to open up, since he's done the same thing to Sanji at times and it's more familiar to him to talk and commiserate with Sanji about his worries and doubts and such. However, there are times stuff like this has absolutely no effect and Sanji will end up at a loss, no idea what to do or how to help over the course of several days with Usopp being quiet and keeping his distance, and he'll end up working himself up about it which will only serve to make Usopp feel worse and. yeah. bit of a vicious cycle with them.

So it's like. Usopp can be weak with both of them, but since I see Sanji as the type of guy who'd be more open with his worries (at least compared to Zoro), there's less of a need to 'perform' and be his best self around him. He's comfortable around Zoro, yes, but he is constantly wanting to show that he won't be a problem to him. On the other hand, while he's more open with Sanji, and Sanji with him, they tend to relate a bit too much with each other and they both have issues with causing trouble for others and being 'deserving of love' so failed attempts at consoling one hurts the other and creates an unpleasant cycle of misery and avoidance before some other crewmate (Zoro) tells them to quit being stupid and just fucking talk to each other.

#one piece #sanuso #zosopp #long post #nemotime #does this make sense or is this the ramblings of a person who's only got 3 hrs sleep #bc thats me. 3 hrs sleep. ugh #listen okay its like. zosopp has their own growing pains to get through yknow? zoro will eventually get the whole #'oh usopp isnt as open with me bc he wants to seem tough and is also kind of doing the same thing i do. thats bad for him'#and it'll be a whole thing about making a promise between the two of them to try and be more honest with their fears and seeking help #when they need it #the sanuso thing is like. i hope i didnt mean to make it seem like sanuso is 'better' or w/e bc its just a different thing #sanuso got their own problems to sort out. 1. Sanji's everything 2. boundaries on special treatment-#i'm not gonna go seriously into this but both relationships start out not the best and get better over time yknow #also i know usopp's afraid and freaking out a lot but for this post i meant his deeper fears and insecurities #not 'i've got can't-go-on-this-island disease' lmao #the tl;dr of this post is: Usopp is more closed off with Zosopp. Usopp and Sanji have similar issues that cause problems with Sanuso.#also the way i see these ships will probably change at some point. who knows #there was a post i saw recently that was like 'hey sanuso bc romance trio were already chill with each other so sanuso became chill with #each other in an 'alone together' type of way and also they have the same issues' and i thought 'wow so true bestie' and here we are #also. man. usopp taking on / copying the behaviours of his loved ones regardless of his age is just. my jam. in a positive or negative way #maybe i'll make a post about that explaining it more. maybe

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significant-ace-nnoyance · 4 months

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who proposed this in the writers room and how can i send them a thank you gift basket

#this is the best thing that ever happened to me #what are they doing?????????#this is so 12 yr old behavior #the way they kept popping up and down like that was gonna do ltierally anything LMAOOO #adorable cutie patooties #percy jackson #pjo <3 #annabeth chase #grover underwood #pjo trio

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ninja-knox-ur-sox-off · 2 years

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APPARENTLY IT’S INTERNATIONAL FRIENDS DAY AND I JUST HAPPENED TO WRITE A LITTLE FICLET ABOUT MEI AND MK OFF OF AN IDEA I HAD ABOUT THEIR FRIENDSHIP there was more i kinda wanted to add cause it felt slightly off to me and I wasn’t going to post it, BUT HECK IT HAVE SOME BEST FRIENDS CONTENT HAPPY INTERNATIONAL FRIENDS DAY

Hype Man

Mei didn’t think all that highly of herself for a dragon.

Her parents had tried to instill some of that pride in her, a dragon descendant of oceans, she had a tall standing heritage to be proud of, but it mainly just resulted in her feeling inadequate. Like she could never quite reach as amazing as every other one of her ancestors, all dragons. Something about her felt different, felt wrong. Her family came from the ocean, but Mei felt like she was burning from the inside out some days.

She couldn’t seem to connect with her family the way her parents did, some sort of disconnect there that led her to seek connection elsewhere. She started a bit of a gaming channel, didn’t ever show her face, just mostly chatted, looking for some form of connection. She bought bikes, dismantled them, built new bikes with the parts, she stared at her creations and couldn’t bring herself to show her parents, instead keeping them hidden away, because something so important to her couldn’t possibly be important to the family.

They left her alone for the most part. They were more involved when she was younger, but once she became a legal adult, they did seem to withdraw a bit. She figured they just didn’t want to seem overbearing, but their absences just seemed to make things seem more impossible.

Mei would show them things, talk about her accomplishments quietly at dinner, voice getting meeker and milder once she said them out loud. A couple thousand followers compared to a couple thousand dedicated warriors didn’t seem like much. A few races won compared to hundreds of battles won didn’t feel worth sharing, so she mostly let them talk. If they asked she would just say she was filling her time. Sometimes it felt better to say nothing at all than to mention gaming or racing.

Compared to all of her family, sometimes Mei felt like nothing at all.

Then she met Mk.

He was… silly. A little odd at first. Nothing at all like the tall white and jade pillars of home, or the endless empty hallways. Mk was loud. He was animated. He was waving his hands about and filled every second like a firework, like he could like he didn’t have a moment left to lose.

It was a contagious sort of energy. Mei had always felt a little too energetic herself compared to her composed, poised parents, still and calm in their movements; hopping from foot to foot in place when she was excited compared to their subtle nods of their heads. But next to Mk it felt natural to bounce around a bit, talk loud, laugh louder.

He was a little jumpy at first. Something she wasn’t sure she wanted to look too far into considering what it might’ve been, but after an initial stiffness Mk relaxed into contact like a cat soaking up the warmth of the sun. Throwing an arm over his shoulder became almost as easily as breathing.

If Mei didn’t know any better, she’d say he was a little touch starved, leaning into every shoulder bump after he was more comfortable around her, seeking her out for a hug even when he wouldn’t outright hug her first until later.

She made sure to maybe hug a little more than she usually would, just because it seemed to make him smile and a little giddy, and soon that too felt just as natural, and she couldn’t help the breathless grin when he slammed into her to initiate a hug for the first time. And from then on, hugging him, holding his hand, bumping into him, felt natural.

As comfortable as she was around Mk, Mei still didn’t talk about herself all that much. After all, what was a new drifting turn trick in a race compared to turning into an actual dragon?

She did eventually let something slip.

“Wait, you're a gamer?”

Mei halted and stared at him like a deer in headlights.

Mk backtracked immediately. “I mean--I know you, like, game, like pshh, yeah obviously, we’re literally in the arcade right now. But I meant more like, gaming like, consols, VR, all that fancy stuff, and like, streaming it, you said you had a livestream--I mean you might not even be a gamer, that could have been a different kind of livestream, which in that case, this is kinda awkward and now I’m going to apologize for assuming--”

“No no,” she waved her hands a bit, then stopped and let them drop. “It’s… uh… yeah it’s a gaming channel.”

Then the enormously unexpected. “That’s so cool.”

It was?

Mei blinked. He knew she was a dragon and thought… gaming was still cool?

“How many followers do you have?” He was looking at her so excitedly, she couldn’t exactly not tell him, but it still felt weird to say it aloud.

“Uh, I dunno, like… 80k… I think? Last time I checked?”

Mk gaped at her.

“I mean it’s a big city,” she felt the need to add. She knew so many channels with millions of followers, her’s honestly wasn’t that big in comparison. “Lots of people watch streamers, so it’s not… like a super high number but--”

Then he was shaking her, hands on her shoulders and pulling her back and forth. “80k? Mei that’s so freaking cool, that’s so many followers--ohmegosh wait, what if I follow you already?”

“Cool?” Mei stammered out.

“Um yeah!” He said it like the most obvious thing in the world. He was pulling out his phone that had a Monkey King charm hanging from it and an art piece decorating the back of the case. “What’s your channel? I wanna see if I’ve watched you before.”

He had, as it turned out, been subscribed to her channel for around two years.

“Mei,” he whined, clinging to her arm.

“What,” she laughed for the twelfth time.

“Mei you don’t understand, you’re so good at video games. You’re so funny and clever, you’re so cool, how do I know such a cool person. How is this legal? How am I meant to survive?”

It made her laugh hard enough her face turned a little red.

“I’m not that cool,” she told him fondly as she got on her bike.

“YOU DRIVE A MOTORCYCLE?”

“Um…” she glanced down at her helmet, then back up at him. “Yes?”

He grabbed her face and bonked their foreheads together, squishing her cheeks. “Mei, I need you to be real with me for a second.”

“O-okay?” she managed to say, voice a little muffled by the way her face was being squished.

“I need you to tell me you didn’t build this.”

She blinked.

He stared directly into her eyes.

“Um…”

Then he was back to shaking her. “Mei. Mei you don’t understand, how are you this cool?”

“It’s just a bike--” she tried to say.

“Just the coolest looking bike I’ve ever seen,” Mk said, even louder.

“Okay, okay,” she laughed, pulling her face out of his hands. There was a heat to her cheeks and a warmth to core of her chest. She looked away. “Okay, so it’s kinda cool.”

“Extremely cool,” he corrected.

“Extremely cool,” Mei amended. “I actually did some repairs this morning after yesterday’s race--”

She stopped short at the look on his face.

“What?”

Mk put his hands together in a praying motion, pressed them against his mouth, crouched down next to her bike, one leg stretched out, leaning back on the other and looked up at her.

Mei leaned away from him a little, nervously laughing. “What?”

He inhaled.

“BOI--”

“So, let me see if I got this all right,” he said after the bike ride to Pigsy’s noodles. His hair was a mess after wearing her helmet all the way there, sticking up in every direction, some of it smooshed against his head in odd shapes, and his cheeks still flushed from whooping so loudly and screaming at sharp turns. Mei nodded along, stirring the ice in her soda bought from the vending machine down the street with her straw. “You’re a dragon.”

“Correct.”

“Like a literal descendant of the Dragon of the West, a direct descendant of the White Horse Dragon in Journey to the West…”

“Yup,” Mei said, ending the word with a pop and then leaning down a bit to sip from her soda.

“You have a million subscribers--”

“Not a million yet.”

“A million subscribers,” he said again, stressing the words and widening his eyes, as though daring her to argue, then sat back in his seat, waving his hand and gesturing to himself. “Of which, yours truly is proud to be one.” He slammed his hands down on the table. “Which is for good reason since you’re one of the best gamers out there--”

“I’m not even in the top hundred, Mk.”

“Only because every other streamer shows their face which adds to the experience of watching them game.” He aggressively slurped up some noodles before continuing.

“Not only that but you’re a freaking racer. You race a bike which you built yourself.”

Mei hummed around her straw, looking away tapping her fingers on her phone lightly, a heat to her face.

“And on top of all that you destroy arcade games like you’re going for a walk in the park.” He finally slumped back in his seat. “Did I get all that?”

Mei tapped her staw against the edge of her cup and slurped up the bits of soda from the bottom of the straw. “Yup.”

He went limp as a noodle and slumped all the way down, sliding until she could only see his hair, his knees bumping into hers.

“You’re so cool, Mei,” he whined. “Why are you so cool? I’m like… I deliver noodles.”

She laughed and lightly bumped her leg against his. “Hey, delivering noodles is cool.”

“You built yourself a motorcycle,” he hissed back.

She found herself grinning. “Okay, so it is… pretty cool.”

He popped back up just so he could slam his hands down on the table again. “Extremely cool.”

“Extremely cool,” she grinned wider.

And that… was kinda how things went.

Mei did a new trick on her bike? Mk was there across the street in the empty stands yelling about how cool it looked.

Mei beat own high score on an arcade game? He was right there jumping up and down.

When Mei hit a million subscribers she was racing to Mk’s apartment above the noodle shop in the middle of the night to tell him about it before she could even think about how a million subscribers was nothing next to a million subjects in a kingdom, and Mk opened the window with his Monkey King themed pajamas and was awake in seconds to squeal with her.

Her ancestry was still a massive thing to try and live up to, and something that was still immensely important to her. And although her accomplishments now seemed like nothing compared to their great feats… every dragon started somewhere. And right now, winning that race was a big feat, because it was her feat. Something she did.

Even if she wasn’t a full fledged dragon, Mk was right there next to her to remind her of just how amazing she was.

#KNOX WRITES (me)#jUST A LITTLE SILLY SOMETHING I HAD WHILE THINKING ABOUT HOW THEIR FRIENDSHIP WROKS #Monkie Kid #LEGO Monkie kid #Mei #Mk #I LOVE THEM A LOT OKAY #THEY'RE JUST #BEST FRIENDS AND LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH AND LIKE #WOW MK THINKS MEI IS SO COOL AND HYPES UP EVERUYTHIGN SHE DOES #AND MEI IS JUST ALWAYS THERE FOR MK WHEN HE NEEDS HER IN ALL THIS CRAZY MONKIE WORLD AND THEY TRUST EACH OTHER SO IMPLICITLY #WAILS #really if i knew it was international friends day this morning i might've tried to write something for the traffic light trio and how #red son becomes part of the group i'm |;A;/#i love them sm i swear #ANYWAY I GOT SOMEHWERE TO BE SO ENJOY THIS SILLY LI'LL THING WITH A BUNCHA MY HC'S CRAMMED IN I ADORE THIS SHOW #one of these days i'll finish my actual Mei fic #which is really freaking cool already #gosh kay i'm scatterbrained today so this fic is gonna have some holes ut i'm okay with that GOTTA SPEED CYA

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offorestsongs · 28 days

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OC INTRODUCTION ➸ LYSANDER

Diversity win! The Ramshackle Prefect is a sad gay! For someone whose sudden arrival caused so much ruckus and who always seems to be where trouble is, Lysander is a very unassuming person. He usually stays on the sidelines and doesn't talk much unless spoken to. While he may seem quite cold and distanced at first, in reality he's desperately lonely and lacks confidence. Growing up isolated and without much contact with people his age left him without the necessery social skills; he doesn't know how to start conversations or make friends and second-guesses his every word. In turn, he laches onto every person who is willing to spend time with him. Kind, soft-hearted, always willing to believe in the goodness of others and also, sadly, a pathological people pleaser and a bit of a pushover. Wants to make everyone feel good and help them in any way he can while going to great lenghts to avoid asking others for help. Tries to be as independent as possible as he doesn't think his accomplishments are worth anything if he can't do it himself. A stressed overthinker who often lets anxiety get the best of him. Mostly hangs out with the third years, as they're the closest to him in age and treats the first years like the younger brothers he never had. Part-time waits tables at Mostro Lounge.

BACKSTORY

Getting isekai-ed gave him partial-amnesia; he doesn't remember much of his life before coming to Twisted Wonderland, but the flashes he sometimes gets don't make him hurry to find his way back. He remembers living in a big old house somewhere on the countryside, similar to Ramshackle if a less run down. It had a big garden and Lysander remembers keeping chickens there and leaving out food for the local stray cats. He doesn't remember his parents, so he thinks they may have died while he was still very young. He knows he lived with his grandma, though he can't say when or for how long - he just knows that it was her who taught him how to sew and cook.

OTHER FACTS/TRIVIA

⚜ he not only loves gardening and keeping plants, but he's also prone to keeping A LOT of useless trinkets, which means he made Ramshackle look almost like Howl's room ⚜ actually loved doing all the renovations at Ramshackle since he doesn't like being bored and always finds himself this or that project to be busy with (that's also how he ended up working at Mostro Lounge) ⚜ is also very good at cooking and happily cooks for all of his friends ⚜ he's a trans man - he knew that from a pretty young age, but was never out, as he didn't want to upset his grandma, so you can imagine how excited he was, finding himself at an all-boys school ⚜ doesn't remember his last name or his birthday ⚜ his memory is just pretty bad over-all, and he actually keeps a little notebook that he brings everywhere so he can note down the important things people tell him ⚜ a BIG animal lover, especially when it comes to cats, he tries to befriend every stray cat he sees ⚜ always feels cold, which is why he tends to wear big, soft sweaters all the time

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scarlettcryptid · 10 months

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i know there’s some issues but i feel like the people who complain specifically about the villain trio and redemption are lacking reading comprehension since these topics/themes of corruption and hero society’s failings have been a part of the story since the beginning. they’re completely missing the point. what does it mean to be a hero? sure as heck not mercilessly killing villains, even if they are guilty of murder.

i always found uraraka’s “who saves the heroes?” thing interesting because this series has shown the ugly and the good sides of heroes and villains, right? and then the togachako events of the 290s was frustrating to see because of uraraka’s response, but it still felt like there was still more that needed to happen for her to truly understand. the things toga was saying before she hopped off of gigantomachia made it feel like it would also swing in the other direction, a direction where villains could be seen in a human way.

ALSO do the people complaining not realize that the villain trio were literally affected by the quirk singularity. lmao?

#bnha #scarlett.txt #bnha 394 #i don't think i have any active followers so tagging for spoilers feels kind of #pointless? but just in case #i'm not gonna act like i got the best reading comprehension either i have a hard time staying focused so ik i miss things but #c'mon now #do you even care about this story or do you just want another shounen that easily kills off characters #no disrespect to the dark trio i like csm and jjks but hero academia isn't like that #these people act like they've never read a shounen before in their life #OF COURSE THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP SAVES THE DAY!!!!!!!!! SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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trinitea-fics · 2 months

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I hate when you're very sure you're over something, but then you're awake at 4am and clearly Not Over it yet :/

#something something thinking about how my childhood ex-best friend is the reason i think everyone is gonna leave me eventuality lol #and i havent thought about them in YEARS #but the past 8 months it's been bad again #like. it could justify going back to therapy bad #and its gotten better. at least i dont hate my birthday anymore like i did though all of high school #and like. okay it basically stems from how i was the only one who put in effort into maintaining our friendship after #we went to different high school #and they would hang out with the other memeber of our friend trio but NEVER would ask me #and things then slowly fell apart #and that period of my life was when i was the most depressed and heartbroken #it's so much better now #cuz i realized #“well. i cant stop people from leaving me. the only thing i can do is be a good friend and trust them not to break my heart like ***** did”#cuz like. im still best friends with my kindergarten bestie. so like #***** is an outlier and should not be counted #and most of my friends are extremely introverted or on anti-depressants. so i dont mind being the one who makes plans #but sometimes its 4am and the thoughts GET TO ME #sigh sigh sigh #“***** is an outlier and should not be counted” damn. that actually does help.#thanks 4am brain <3 #unfortunately its 5am and im too awake now rip #ive had friends comment over the last year about how much they appreciate the effort i put in #why can't i just cling onto THAT #sigh sigh #it'll get better

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fierykitten2 · 11 months

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So I just discovered Quaquaval’s Dream World artwork and it is absolutely fabulous! More fabulous than it normally looks, and it’s extremely fabulous anyway. This artwork almost makes me wish I chose Quaxly but I prefer Meowscarada so I guess I’ll just have to leave the fabulous gay duck in Nemona’s care. Also that means I only have to see Skeledirge in one battle because if I chose Quaquaval Nemona would’ve chosen the ugly croc. On the plus side, you know how much I love F-Zero? Well I may or may not have decided that Falcon’s starter would be the Quaxly line

#I just had to bring F-Zero into this didn’t I?#quaquaval #i swear any complement I can use towards Meowscarada I can also use towards Quaquaval and it would work considerably better on the gay duck #I’d say that’s sad because I prefer Meowscarada (best Pokémon alongside Ceruledge)#but I also love Quaquaval #if it weren’t for Skeledirge this otherwise-fabulous trio would be the best starter trio #but the ugly croc exists so it’s between Kalos Alola and Galar for me #things have changed since the last time I updated about my favourite starter trios (most notably Cinderace overthrowing Delphox)#honestly I think the Paldean trio doesn’t work that well as a trio #I’ve accidentally made Meowscarada work better as a pair with Ceruledge (trio if including Iron Valiant)#I hate Skeledirge it’s only there for the anti-furries and I wouldn’t have a problem w/that if it weren’t ugly af #Quaquaval just feels like it would work better on its own #or in a duo with another (Water-type) Pokémon #(I want to say Armarouge but I can’t see people choosing Scarlet and Quaquaval)#theming-wise the trio works but idk for some reason I just don’t think they do #unless I’m comparing them to the Kalos trio #but it doesn’t seem like that’s gonna be a likely situation with how much the Galar trio has grown on me recently #I love how Meowscarada (yes even my modest Meowscarada Spriggie) and Quaquaval are attention-whores #Skeledirge seems like it would become a smug attention-whore after discovering it’s the most popular of the trio #maybe that’s why Meowscarada and Quaquaval are attention-whores #maybe Meowscarada and Quaquaval would be better off as a duo #I have seen artwork of the two of them (I think they’re playing card games) without Skeledirge #and as much as I hate removing one member of a starter trio without also removing a second member to leave only one #it actually works

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barredandromeda · 6 months

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i love my feiends i love my friends i love my friends i love my friends i lo

#romeo and evan are <3 LOVE THEM fr #gotta look at evans thing tmrw IM SO EXITED !!!#excited*#tsa with romeo and sidthepug tmrw AAH we'll do fine tho WOO !!!#probs gonna have eric and rei come and help me cause rei knows the best and im good at speakin and erics good at coherent thoughts !!!#the public speaking trio #im funny #post #summer solace #also still sick #:(</3

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inkstaindusk · 2 years

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Man. This story would be so good if I could just throw the whole romance out

#ok so im SURE at this point that mc's best friend is also a transmigrator #but they havent met yet and they look different in this life so they wouldnt recognize each other even if they did #but both of them are doing this for the express purpose of getting to see each other again #as well as their other best friend who died right before the transmigration #and i have to say that is so much more interesting than the dumb romance #which isnt even much of a romance tbh #it's not the WORST ive ever seen these but it's not as interesting as the other thing going on #just throw the whole romance away let's kill the system and reunite this trio #dusk liveblogs #not gonna say what im reading btw so dont ask

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dwarvencraftsdirectfromorzammar · 2 years

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man aew had a chance to shake it up and do something unpredictable and new with the vacated titles but of course death triangle won

#Like what is the point of watching it anymore because like you can predict any match with 99% success #Every time you only have to think what is the most logical thing to happen and it does #Like i would like to go into watching a match and be in the Engel if my seat because i don't know what's gonna happen #Best friends #Death triangle #chuck taylor #trios championship #orange cassidy #trent beretta

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maldito-arbol · 2 years

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Admittedly have only read the Three Gems part one but :O

while the themes/heavy topics aren't for me I cannot deny how good the writing is. Great at captivating and setting the scene. Genuinely amazing. I drew something to show appreciation and I hope it's alright

(also used your art as a reference hope it's ok/gen)

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HOLY SHIT THANK YOU

ALSO THAT IS THE WORST CHAPTER TO START ON ARE YOU OKAY

#ask mal #yes my fanfic is absolutely Not for everyone but also I PROMISE the entire thing is not like that. WHEEZE holy shit.#a Heart POV chapter without ANY of the previous context is bound to be truly horrifying I applaud you for getting through it #most of the rest of my fic is sashannarcy fluff and angst and there actually IS comfort to the hurt but but but NOT THE HEART CHAP #and of course I LOVE this chap—it’s one of my favorite things I’ve ever written—but also. it makes me want to throw up #i am legally obligated to apologize to everyone who has ever read it #i am so sorry here are some cookies 🍪 and milk 🥛#but yeah clearly my fic’s ancestor trio is a lot;; Different from canon #WJH Barrel my beloved… he’s evil but he’s also my skrunkly #in about a thousand years he’s gonna possess a child and take over the world #Andrias is Currently rotting in a cell good for him #and the fun fact is that Leif went to the human world with the box and never came back. she is also dead however #i enjoy canon’s portrayal of The Core as all the Leviathan ancestors sure but think about the DRAMA if it was your best friend/first love #and you’re both evil but you both want to destroy each other #Leif didn’t need this toxicity in her life that’s why she left #but ANYWAY thank you for trying my fic it makes me happy :)#i can’t believe you didn’t run away screaming when you saw all the TWs #i need to not ramble in the tags every post #CMTO #art for me #(also using my art as reference is totally fine I know my designs are diff from canon)#(plus the blue lighting is great for portraying how much influence Andrias still has over Barrel)

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astranauticus · 1 year

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anyway can we talk about how almost every upcoming liu yuning character is a tragic figure. cuz if im thinking about bai choufei for months after finishing heroes idk how many more of those my mental health can take tbh

#liu yuning #oh so that's what it takes for me to finally make a tag for him #like of his 5(?) upcoming shows 3 of them are adaptations so we know exactly how things end for all his characters #and the answer is 'not good' for all of them! delightful #like spoilers obviously but as far as i can tell #di lin (from zi chuan) has a very similar character trajectory to bai choufei #starts out in the protagonist trio slowly gets pushed onto a path that eventually leads to him betraying his brothers #and thats the one thats projected to air this year so. delightful #as a side note the zi chuan animation is on myanimelist?? wild #zhuo bufan from floating world is the worlds best swordsman in the era when guns are just starting to get popularised #you can probably already see how that's gonna go for him #completely unrelated side note but the story of zhuo bufan and his love interest is so fucking weird #like this is all from that one floating world bts live lyn did but #she is somehow simultaneously his 师妹 (younger girl taught by the same master) and 师娘 (wife of his master) ??#no idea how that works dying to find out #and best for last! luo mingxi from legend of anle #just like. classic pathetic love triangle victim male second lead stubbornly in unrequited love with the female lead #also his health is terrible like hes constantly ill or something #like you can just tell hes gonna be one of those. pathetic meow meow wet paper bag men and im so here for it #hilariously after heroes came out a lot of lyn fans who read the book the legend of anle is based on were talking about how like #luo mingxi has this. super likeable characterisation #like you can kinda tell the entire fanbase is just really sick of the bai choufei discourse #and like desperately hoping that his next character is gonna be just. wholesome and unproblematic #well with the way the chronologies worked out in the end we're sure as hell not getting that if zi chuan airs first but oh well #the writer and director on zi chuan are from the writing/directing team of ultimate note actually so i have a lot of hope #cuz ultimate note was a really good adaptation so clearly this team knows what they're doing #actually ultimate note has 3 credited directors and of those 1 of them is a director on both zi chuan and floating world #another is directing a journey to love #c ents a small world i guess ???

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obiwan-mybeloved · 2 years

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hey this idea popped into my head and it made me laugh so uh here's a little snippet of a modern au disaster trio:

“Hah, at least it wasn’t me who lost my charger this time,” Anakin said with a mostly straight face, trademark smirk betraying his levity.

“A charger wouldn’t help that pile of glass you continue referring to as a phone,” Obi Wan replied quickly, with significantly less levity. “It would, however, help prevent my phone from dying since it is currently at 3% and I am waiting on a phone call.”

“Chill, dude, I’m going to the Apple store before dinner tonight and I can even pick up a charger for you while I’m there.” Anakin’s smirk stayed firmly in place. By now he was used to the way Obi Wan’s stress and snark correlated, and he knew he could get away with being perfectly unbothered by whatever snippy comments were thrown his way.

“How much of your salary do you spend at that wretched place in a month anyway?” On any other day, Obi Wan’s comment might have been a joke, but today it certainly required an answer. Of course, Ahsoka chose that moment to emerge from the bathroom. She pushed a handful of wet curls back from her face and answered for her brother.

“He’s not the one spending it. You really should be asking how much money Padme spends on iPhones in a month.”

Ahsoka would have liked to freeze the look on Obi Wan’s face long enough to take a picture, but she had to settle for simply enjoying it for the brief moment it lasted before he composed himself enough to respond. “Why is Padme paying for Anakin’s phone?” He turned to the man in question. “Anakin. Why is Padme paying for all your phone mishaps?”

Ahsoka broke into a fit that could have been a cough or could have been a laugh, but sounded suspiciously like “Sugar baby!” Anakin laughed, but did flip her off and throw one of the hotel room pillows at her.

“It’s not like that!”

Ahsoka just laughed harder. Obi Wan’s expression went through the five stages of grief.

“C’mon ‘soka, me and Padme haven’t even dated since, like, two years ago when she got a crush on–”

“But she’s still paying your phone bill.”

“Well, yeah, but what does that have to do with–”

#star wars #my writing #star wars disaster trio #modern au #this came about bc of a joke about lightsabers needing chargers and the whole your lightsaber is your life thing #obi wan #anakin #ahsoka #it made me laugh idk if anyone else will think its funny but i do have more an au built for this #okay so no one asked but #the trio are like airline pilots or something n they travel a lot #anakin and padme used to date and are now bitchy best friends basically #but also padme is like Wealthy wealthy and keeps paying for anakin #bc she knows his mom doesnt have much and anakin is as accident prone as they come and he's not gonna remember to take care of stuff himsel #ahsoka is anakin's adopted little sister who idolizes him but wont admit it shes too busy roasting him

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sunlight-witch · 2 years

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amphibia 🤝 gravity falls 🤝 the owl house

bringing me to tears at (and approaching) the end

#THE HARDEST THING #I CRIED #SO HARD #AND THE OWL HOUSE????#TODAY'S EPISODE????#FUCKING #AAAAAAAA #these really are the pinnacles of cartoons right here #the oh-my-god-im-gonna-cry trio #the.. calamity trio meets the hexsquad meets the mystery twins #i feel like that would be the next marvel movie #endgame but its the three fucking best disney channel cartoons ever #maybe add molly mcgee and big city green for support #i need an alternate universe where they all meet #and perform CHAOS #please #ill write it my fucking self if i have to

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sttoru · 9 days

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𝝑𝑒 synopsis. tired of the continuous bullying you’re receiving from the other concubines, you finally decide to stand up for yourself. the tension dulls when lord sukuna breaks the fight up.

tags. true form!ryomen sukuna x concubine!reader. sfw - angst kinda, little suggestive. mentions of bullying. violence. fighting. vile language. reader gets referred to as a ‘bitch, slut, whore’ by the concubines. reader gets referred to as ‘brat, woman’ by sukuna. not beta read bcs im sleepy. @ohimsummer, thank you for the idea LOL

you’re tired. tired of being treated like less by the others in sukuna’s harem. they’re salty—jealous—because of the shameless favoritism sukuna shows. you’re his favorite, the one he can’t seem to get enough of.

that’s exactly why you’re on the floor right now. you’ve fallen to your knees after tripping over a concubine’s foot. you were passing by to go to your headquarters, though apparently such a mundane thing can’t happen in this place without some woman interfering in the worst way possible.

“oops,” the blonde one laughs as she sees you on the wooden floor. you’re covered in food and some. . . gooey beverage. you don’t know what it is, but it’s making everything feel uncomfortably sticky. your clothes, your fingers, your skin. it’s starting to itch.

“should’ve looked where you were going,” another girl chimes in. the brunette. she feigns pity and throws a handkerchief in your face, causing the other concubines to giggle. there are three of them in total. they always stick together to bully you.

the one with green eyes speaks up as well, “now now, don’t be so harsh to the poor slut! she’s got no brain to use after all.”

the other two laugh as you try your best to stay calm. you’re always telling yourself to be the bigger person in difficult situations. you’re clenching your hands into fists, your body basically trembling in anger. you want to swing. to show them that you’re worthy of respect.

“aww, she’s gonna cry,” the blonde one pouts—a mocking pout that gets on your nerves. the laughs sounding from the trio are like nails on a chalkboard. you want to make it stop. you’re tired of keeping it civil, when they have never tried doing the same.

your eyes land on the serving tray next to your hands. the one they emptied on your head ‘by accident’. you take a deep breath and try to remind yourself that it’s probably best to go wash up. they desperately want a reaction out of you and you refuse to give it to them.

despite it all, you’re mad. you’ve gone through enough of this. all because of sukuna’s favoritsm. all because you’re you.

they’re salty that they can never be you. you’ve seen their pathetic attempts to put you down yet simultaneously try and copy your entire existence. thinking that would somehow get them in your position as sukuna’s favorite.

you’re sick and tired of it. today’s the day you show them exactly that. you’re going to show those women that you can and will beat some sense into them.

“oy, dumb slut, answ—” the blonde is interupted before she could finish her sentence. a loud bang reverberates through the hallway and everyone falls silent.

she’s the one on the floor now instead of you. you’re up, the wooden tray in your hands, the one you just used to smack the life out of her. she’s whimpering and holding her red cheek. a nasty bruise is sure to form on her skin; deserved.

“i’ll answer you, alright,” you mumble under your breath. you’re panting as the adrenaline keeps pumping. you stand over her and lift up the serving platter in the air once more—bringing it down over and over against her head, which she’s trying to shield with her hands.

the other two concubines are frozen in pure shock. you’re not thinking anymore. you’re on autopilot. the woman’s yelps and screeches are music to your ears. “hah. you sound as ugly as you look,” you spit on her, watching the blood trickle down the corner of her mouth. you lift your arms up to bring the wooden platter down on her body again, but you’re stopped.

the green eyed concubine had moved first. she grabs your wrists with one hand and smacks you across the face with the other. “have you lost your mind?!” she yells and raises her hand to slap you again. the disrespect you’re showing clearly was not expected nor is it welcomed.

“don’t you fucking touch me,” you kiss your teeth. you’re glaring at her with pure hatred. you push and slap her right back. you’re sure the blonde won’t be up for a while now—she’s done for.

you don’t know if you went a bit overboard with it, considering she’s barely conscious anymore, but you couldn’t care less at the moment.

you’re surprised when the third concubine yanks your hair. “oh, you little bitch!” the brunette grabs a bunch of your hair with both hands and tugs at it to drag you down on the floor. you wince in pain but quickly pull at her own brown locks. you struggle to keep your balance and your scalp aches.

you hate it when women go for your hair when fighting, though luckily you know your way out of it. you take a deep breath and bring her head down, lifting your left leg up at the same time. her forehead comes crashing down on your knee and she loosens her grip on your hair.

“disgusting,” you huff and take the opportunity to push her fragile body aside, making her trip over the blonde girl on the floor. you can’t help but think that your current state is quite similar to a certain someone.

the violence. the seething anger. you’ve seen this scene way too many times before. you’ve learnt it from him.

your thoughts are interrupted by someone pulling the back of your hair, causing you to stumble backwards. “a whore like you needs to be taught some manners,” the green eyed concubine sniffs and keeps a tight grip on your hair. she delivers a few punches to your face, which you actually struggle to block for a second.

the force hitting your nose makes it bleed. that only angers you further. you gather some saliva in your mouth before spitting it out right in the girl’s eyes. you take your chance and grab her hair, smashing her head against the nearby fusuma. the thin plaster the sliding doors are made out of breaks, and she falls right through into the other room.

“i think you all need to be taught how to act,” you pant and wipe the blood dripping down your chin with the back of your hand. you walk through the opening you made in the frail door, kicking the concubine right in the face as revenge for the nosebleed she gave you.

you crouch down, your fingers tangling into her hair. you yank her head up and stare her right in the eyes. there’s an eerie, dark look in yours. “why can’t you just accept that you’re nothing but trash in your lord’s eyes?” you sneer. you are pitying them instead of the other way around, like how it usually would be.

and they despise it.

“you fucking—” “bitch? slut? whore?” you finish her sentence for her with an exasperated sigh. you’ve heard those insults a thousand times before. it’s nothing new. it’s always the same nasty and repetitive comments. you slap the concubine in front of you again for good measure before standing up, “you should come up with something new. it’s getting boring.”

you walk over to the other two, who are still recovering. you add to your last comment with a shrug, trying to hit them where it hurts, “your repetitiveness explains why lord sukuna rarely calls for you at night. i bet your severe lack of creativity shows even in bed.”

“you’re just a boring and hopeless bunch,” you’re out for blood. the blonde and brunette are looking up at you with fear and the sight excites you for some reason. they’re crawling away, trying to go find someone who would save them. the servants are nowhere to be found. nor is uraume, who usually stops the petty arguments.

they’re terrified by how you’re acting right now. they’re clearly seeing sukuna in you. in your eyes and the aura you’re emitting.

you’re mirroring him, his merciless personality and all included. he’s subconsciously taking over your mind and it’s terrifying them.

your steps are heavy as you walk towards the concubines. you don’t pay attention to the blood trickling down your chin, nor do you care about the ache in your scalp from the earlier hair pulling. all you care about is getting revenge for yourself.

you could complain to sukuna and have him punish them in your place, but that wouldn’t be enough. you’re going to make sure that they don’t try you again any time soon. you grab the blonde by her arm, lifting your fist to punch her—

“oi, brat.”

your eyes widen and you snap out of your mad daze. sukuna’s voice shakes the floors with how loud it is. you whip your head to the side and see his tall figure standing at the end of the hallway—uraume being right behind him. it looks like they were the one that rushed to inform sukuna of the ruckus.

you drop the other concubine and look at the mess. the broken fusuma. the blood splatter on the wooden flooring. your disheveled hair and clothes. your bleeding nose. the crimson stained plate and spilt food that got everywhere.

it’s a complete mess.

sukuna doesn’t utter a word. he just glares right at you. you’re not sure if it’s because of your irresponsible behaviour or the mess you created. or both. he marches over to you and grabs you by the back of your collar with one big hand.

“m-my lord,” you whimper, nearly choking as you’re held up in the air like you weigh nothing, like one would do to a cat’s nape. one of sukuna’s hands keeps you up whilst the others hang limply by his side. his red eyes scan your body, moving up and then back down.

you don’t know what to say. you surely have overstepped a boundary - or multiple - with what you’ve done today. you’ve disturbed the peace in the estate and have caused damage to sukuna’s property. both to his women and the interior of his palace.

you cough up a bit of blood that was stuck in the back of your throat. you’re uncertain of how you should explain yourself. “i’m sorry, my lord. i didn’t know what came over me,” you apologise and look down at the floor below your feet. you’re too embarrassed to look the king of curses in the eyes.

sukuna stays silent. it’s nerve wracking since you have no idea what he’ll do in response to your outburst. his facial expression is blank, so you aren’t able to guess what’s going on in his head. it’s a complete mystery.

however, the tall man is secretly more amused than anything. what you’ve just done, is one of the most interesting things he has seen a human do. sukuna witnessed everything from the beginning to the end and thoroughly enjoyed it. from the way you used that serving plate as a weapon to the way you managed to get out of those concubines’ grasps each time.

it’s strange to sukuna; he felt something when he saw you in action like that.

pride? perhaps that’s it. sukuna can’t pinpoint the exact emotion, though if he were to describe it, the closest word would be indeed pride. he is proud to have discovered and witnessed that untamed side of yours. you’re always full of pleasant surprises that keep even a dangerous curse like him on his toes.

it’s why he will never get bored of you. he wishes to unleash your full potential one day.

sukuna finally breaks the silence with an amused snicker. one of his hands move to wipe the blood from your nose. you cringe when he slowly licks the red liquid from his fingers afterwards—clearly ravishing the metallic taste.

“y’ finally did something, huh?” sukuna grins wickedly. he knows of the harassment you’ve been going through and he couldn’t wait to see you snap like this one day.

it’s sickening that he allows the bullying to continue just for the sake of creating drama, but it’s also worth it to him, since he’s got to unlock a side of you he knew you had buried deep inside. sukuna is a selfish bastard. you know that much, yet you like it when he looks at you with a prideful gaze and grin.

it’s so obvious that sukuna took pleasure in what he’s witnessed. he couldn’t believe how much you actually resembled him in a way.

if he were to be honest: it turned him on like crazy. seeing how you fought back against those women and how nearly deranged you became. the degrading words you spewed. . . sukuna cannot get enough of it. if it were up to him, he’d have let you continue. but for your own sake, he decided against it.

as much as he loves that untamed side of yours, sukuna knew that he couldn’t let you go too far. not because he wants to defend those other women, but because he still needs you to stay sane. going down that path of violence surely will do you more damage than good.

he’ll fully corrupt you - your body and mind - one day. just not today.

sukuna lets you back on your feet after you nearly fail to breathe. he cocks his head to the side, still having a menacing smirk on his face. he roughly pinches your cheek, “it was entertaining, i’ll give you that, woman.”

you wince as sukuna pinches the exact cheek you had a bruise on. he’s never done so before, therefore you don’t have a clue about the meaning behind that gesture. though the compliment told you that he was pleased by the ruckus more than he was annoyed by it.

sukuna still hasn’t bat an eye to the other concubines. they are waiting for their lord to punish you for hurting them, but it all seems to be in vain. they know better than to speak up about that to him. they’re easily replaceable. they know that by now. it’s as clear as day.

you’ve drilled that into their head today.

the king of curses pushes your small body towards uraume and you nearly bump against their chest with how easily he moved you around. uraume catches you in time and helps you stand straight, awaiting their master’s orders.

sukuna checks you out one more time in that disheveled state, before you go back to your formal and reserved self. his interest in you has been piqued by today’s events and he wonders when he can experience that side of yours again. he nods at uraume, “make sure she’s properly taken care of.”

uraume doesn’t waste a single second after being given an order. “understood,” they reply curtly and keep you steady so you could walk with them towards the physician’s quarters.

you look up at sukuna, trying to catch a glimpse of him before you’re taken away. he’s staring right back at you, the corners of his lips twitching into another subtle grin. he’s surprisingly pleased and content with your actions.

however it’s also not so surprising, considering that he loves it when you show any hint of resistance or stubbornness. whether it’d be to him or to his concubines.

sukuna’s facial expression turns cold the moment you’re gone and he’s left with the mess. “she took the words right out of my mouth,” he stares down at the three women on the floor who’re still unable to stand. he’s not helping them up—that’s their own problem, “y’re a pathetic bunch.”

the concubines flinch as they hear the inevitable from their own lord. hearing it from you was frustrating, but hearing it directly from the man that’s taken them in is heartbreaking. they don’t dare look up at him in such pitiful states.

“all three of you,” sukuna addresses them sharply. his arms cross over his chest, a ruthless tone to his voice. the concubines tremble in his presence, though it’s partially still because of the fear you’ve implemented in their systems.

he would’ve killed them off right then and there, though you’ve done enough damage to them both physically and mentally for now.

sukuna however, still couldn’t care less about their wellbeing. their wounds and bruises are something they’ll need to fix on their own.

he points at the floor and broken door with his head before turning around to leave the miserable trio. sukuna leaves them with an order that’s usually left to the servants;

“clean up the damn mess you caused. it better be taken care of before i return. ‘nd i don’t wanna hear a single squeak from any of you about this.”

#sttoru writes.#jjk x reader #sukuna x reader #jjk x you #sukuna x you #jjk x y/n #sukuna x y/n #ryomen sukuna x reader #jjk angst #sukuna angst #bye this is also a crack fic to me

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