#funky little monkey man

[that0nebird]

I would let this man do horrendous things to me

[cupiidzbow]

everyone on donkey kong island: hello lgbt community

[neonisradioactive]

“Your turn.”

[ikebanaka]

He's like everything Americans love in one package. An animal doing people shit, a snarky overpowered badass, some guy who spends most of his time evading the cops for having a damn good time and thinks the powers that be should get on his fucking level, absolutely batshit, an alcoholic who will horf down an entire buffet's worth of food in one sitting, a little man in fancy clothes, a guy who is responsible for several very pointed pieces of legislation, and a (sorta) good man making amends for his shithead past

We need to make absolute certain that Sun Wukong becomes a huge fucking deal in America , within the next millennium

[thatgenericwriter]

Concert Headcanons || House MD Characters

Paring: House MD characters x gn! reader

Summary: how House MD characters would act if you asked them to go to a concert with you

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 1k

p.s. based on a request by anonymous

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~Cameron~

Cameron is a little reluctant at first. She is worried that House will do something stupid and she will have to tend to him. This leads you to begging Wilson to babysit House that night. He is reluctant at first but understands your love for Mitski and agrees.

"Are you sure that Wilson will make sure House is okay?" She asks you for the fifth time that night.

You stop curling her hair before looking at her through the mirror. The worried look on her face makes you sigh. Spinning the chair around you stare into her eyes only seeing pure worry in them.

"For the last time Allison. House. Is. Fine. Wilson is there to ensure nothing will happen, but if you are still worried, you can go to his rescue and I'll take Chase instead."

This makes Cameron spin around in her chair to face the mirror again. "No, you're right. House will be okay, but I'll be damned if you take that Australian prick to Mitski and not me."

You smile at her in the mirror before happily continuing to curl her hair.

~Foreman~

He hates going to concerts. He used to go all the time as a teenager, probably by jumping fences or sneaking into the venues. That is until he got caught breaking into houses and decided to change his life.

He wants to forget about that time in his life, which leads him to immediately say no when you tell him about an Artic Monkeys concert that you really want to go to with him. You are discouraged at first until you remember that you are his soft spot.

"Will you pretty, pretty please go to this concert with me?" You pout your lips and bat your eyelashes at him, trying to pull off the desperate partner look.

You see his eyes soften for a moment before he goes back to reading his medical journal.

"Not going to happen."

On your next attempt a few days later you are determined to get him to say yes. Wearing your most form flattering outfit, doing your hair the way he likes it, even going as far as strutting and swaying your hips as you walk up to him.

"Hey babe?"

He looks up from his book and starts to say something before he stops and looks at you, mouth agape and eyes practically popping out of their sockets. You walk closer to him, sitting on the armrest of his chair and leaning into him.

"So...about that concert."

~Chase~

Chase is down immediately. This man is totally whipped for you. You could ask him to help you kill someone and he would ask no questions. He's like a little Australian puppy, constantly following you around and begging for your attention.

He would try to act nonchalant around everyone else and pretend like you didn't have him wrapped around your finger, but then you would ask him to get you a coffee and it would be in your hands within the next minute.

"Hey, Chase.... Would you maybe want to go to this conc..."

"Yes."

"You didn't even let me finish."

When you get to the concert he's buying you everything your eyes linger on. That cool T-shirt you saw? Purchased. Those funky light up glasses? Bought and on your head before you can blink.

And when The Weekend finally comes on stage but you can't quite see over the crowd in front of you? You are on his shoulders before you can even process it.

The next day when your retelling your amazing night to your coworkers, Chase has a burning blush on his cheeks that won't fade. He will be teased for the next few weeks, but it is all worth it for the huge smile that won't leave your face.

~Remy (13)~

There are only a few artists that thirteen will see live, it's a good thing that you both have a love for Chappel Roan. You corner her at work and jokingly drop down on one knee before presenting the tickets to her.

"Remy, would you make me the happiest person in the world and come with me to see Chappel Roan?"

"Oh my god! Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!"

You both laugh before she helps you up off the ground and grabs the tickets from you. You both agree to get ready at her apartment when the time comes.

Let's just say it's a good thing you got there extra early, otherwise, your activities would have made you miss the concert altogether.

~House~

Getting House to go to a concert with you requires a week's worth of planning. You really have to butter him up before asking him, otherwise you would be shot down immediately.

It starts out simple with you agreeing with everything he says and praising every word that comes out of his mouth.

"Wow Chase! You really are fucking stupid!"

"House is right Chase, you are really dumb."

Then you go into gift giving. Just simple little things like a snack on his desk, or a new bottle of Vicoden.

"Here you go House! One KitKat for you and one for me!"

Then you bring it home with some physical touch. A touch of his hand, lightly bumping your hip with his, running your hand through his hair. simple things.

"House there's something on your face. Here let me get it"

"You do know you are just caressing my face at this point, right?"

Finally, you pop the question.

"House will you pretty pretty pretty please go to this Taylor Swift connect with me?"

There is a look of disgust that crosses his face before a look of realization replaces it.

"Is this why you've been sucking up to me?"

He takes a little more convincing and some threatening before he finally agrees. He will say that he had a horrible time, but you saw him lip singing and tapping his foot to the rhythm the entire time. He even "accidentally" bought two of the same shirt and "reluctantly" took one from you.

Safe to say you will be teasing him about this for a while.

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Author's Note: this is my first time writing headcanons so if its shit don't tell me also I'm slowly getting through requests so be patient plz

[lunar-wandering]

very soft giggle glow resurrection by throwing this out-

You know how when the cast try and make the monkeys laugh, it's usually a verbal attempt? Yeah, I just had an idea-

So picture this; They'r chillin, mac and wukong, having a noice time and shit, but unknown to the two monkies, Mei and Mk are planning some weird shit. So those are somewhere else for a while, and it's very quiet, but nothin' suspicious right now.

Until MK creeps behind the couch Wukong's sitting on, and just kinda rises very fucking quietly. He KNOWS Macaque is watching him, he knows damn well Wukong hasn't noticed him-

And then he just starts quietly dancing there. Just-just flailing his arms and wiggling his eyebrows in this VERY SPECIFIC WAY that's so fucking weird but so fucking hilarious. And Macaque is just staring at him like he's grown two heads, but he's trying so hard not to laugh bc 'wtf Mk you look like a high OCTOPUS-'

And then Mei slowly rises into view next to him, and now they're both doing a silly little dance with silly stupid faces and shit. Macaque is on the edge of BREAKING my guy-

And then-and then the KILLER-

Mk says "Mmmmm, yes, flufflebutter-" in the poshest, most suspicious, most downright HILARIOUS and very concerning tone of voice and Macaque just loses his MIND-

Breaks down in laughter and glowing while Wukong chokes on his own spit because my man just heard 'flufflebutter' out of nowhere, what did you expect from him?-

And then he turns around.

Fuckin' Monkey King practically jumped out of his skin to see these two pieces of shits doing this funky ass motherfucking dance behind him and that only makes Macaque laugh MORE, poor monkey starts snortin' up a storm and his light is fucking blinding-

But now both monkeys are laughing at the top of their lungs, and MK's just drawing closer to Wukong, doin' his silly dance all the while and strokin' his chin like "MMMMMM YES I SEE ALL THE FLUFFLEBUTTERS-" And Mei is dancing behind him nodding fervently like he's speaking the word of Buddha himself, gettin' down on her knees and putting her hands up in PRAYER-

Those two monkeys never saw the light of day again-or well, they saw light, just not the one from the sun XD

practically dead in the living room when the others came to check in on them because of all that loud laughter and glowing, and MK and Mei are there looking oh-so-innocent even while Mei is in the middle of taking pictures of their glows at the brightest they've ever witnessed.

Thank you for listening to my ted talk uwu

this has been in my askbox for months and anon, i don't know who you are, but i owe you my LIFE because this is so silly, this is so them, and i ADORE this-

[rosemaryblossoms]

Monster Call of Duty Men with a dread ducky demon reader

Author’s Note: characters may be out of character, Dread Ducky is one of my favorite characters in dark deception and I’m also getting into call of duty so I made this, cod monster types are based off of the designs of @bluegiragi , I hope you enjoy it. I also might make a gold watcher and doom ducky one, hell I might make a murder monkey one. I apologize if I get some stuff wrong about call of duty. Let me know if you want more.

You were a Dread Ducky, a demon who was made of flesh and robotics, wearing your traffic cone hat and doing the dance of your people with pride, not afraid to bust some ass either if they say otherwise. Just like your mama who was a Doom Ducky demon, you wanted to join the military and wallop those asses in battle and have justice served. When you first got there, you already felt eyes on you by others soldiers. Some were curious stares and some were “what the hell is that” stares but you pushed them away because there was no way you were going to let them ruin your day. Price had read your files and he was both impressed in your skills and is interested in you, he was the first one to welcome you to the team when you got there. Price always gives a listening ear even if you can’t really speak and you mostly communicate through quacks and movement. Your silly duck dance manages to make him crack a smile. In battle, the dragon hybrid man is impressed by your strength and moves, especially when you open your mouth real wide only to reveal another head coming out with a swift movement to bite and drag your opponent back to your mouth like a cuckoo clock. In the background of the battle field fighting and watching you kick ass like “that’s my boy/girl/Ducky”.

Ghost was suspicious of you when he first met you, he observes you from a far, when he finally opens up to you more he will tell the most cheesy dad jokes. “Hey what do you call a bear that has no teeth?”. . . . . “A gummy bear” (sorry I had too, my bad 😂💀) “what did the duck say to the bar tender?”. . . . . “Put it on my bill.” (Ok fine I’ll stop)

He enjoys just sitting down with you, there’s a smile behind his mask when you do your ducky dance, he doesn’t know why but he manages to crack a smile and let out a snort when you do it. He also can’t help but to crack a smile behind his mask when you make quacks to say “hey ghost how are you doing?” And “what up Lt.” as for Soap, he loves you, Johnny loves you, from your traffic cone hat to your ducky dance and to your cute little waddles when you walk or run. He was always curious about your monster type and he finds you both cool and adorable. He hypes you up when you ducky dance, he will also make an attempt to try to do your ducky dance as well with a funky beat in the background. It always blows a circuit in his mind when you sit down because it looks like your legs completely disappeared without a trace. He also asks if he can ride you (Ayo? Not like that, he means like a piggy or more like ducky back ride) Gaz like soap, loves you, he also hypes up your sweet dance moves. he might attempt on trying to do your ducky dance. He runs around with you on free time. He in enjoys roof top talks with you and goofing off with you.

You and Alejandro get along, you two are dance buddies, you two joke around and laugh a lot. You love helping Rudy, Soap, and Gaz play pranks then act a fool when you are questioned by it.

In the end they love you, you are their chaotic ball of sunshine.

[pennyserenade]

ONLY BACKWARDS

pairing: dieter bravo x you, dieter bravo x reader rating: explicit (oral sex (female receiving), pinv, references to unprotected sex, hate sex, light dirty talk (not degrading) tags: angst, age gap (reader is 34 and bravo is 48), hurt/comfort  word count: 2.8k+ summary: it has been 6 months since you last heard from dieter bravo. this time he comes back to you with a black eye and he asks for too much. it is just like always.  a/n: i wrote this in about a day so if its a little funky, that’s probably why. unbeta’d. songs i recommend you listen to while you read (if that’s something you enjoy): american dream by lcd soundsystem, sculptures of anything goes by arctic monkeys, californication by red hot chili peppers, and conversation 16 by the national 

Fourteen years and two days. Depending on the way you look at it, that’s either a long time or too little of it. 

As you take a good look at the man who you share this age gap with, you aren’t sure where you fall on the spectrum. 

Dieter looks like shit. Beneath his right eye is purplish yellow, no doubt the reward he got for committing one of his heavily repeated mistakes. His eyes are reddish, bloodshot and he looks like he made some attempt at looking nice a day or two ago, but what he’s left with is stubble on his cheeks and hair gone greasy from too much product. You used to want to nurse him in these states, to hold his head between your hands and speak to him tenderly. 

“Why don’t you pick on someone your own age for once?” you say to him, pushing your sunglasses up the bridge of your nose. Your voice doesn’t possess the vitriol a sentence like that needs to really land. He squints against the sun, waiting. Your fingers press into the steering wheel. Be good, do good, you tell yourself. You can’t pick up a grown man’s baggage for the rest of your life. You don’t want to. 

He doesn’t attempt to charm you. “I just want to take a shower and a nap and then I’ll never bother you again.”

“Why can’t you do that at your own house?”

Dieter pouts out his lips, looking above the hood of the car. In the other corner of the studio lot, there are people making a ruckus, laughing, talking too loudly. He looks back at you, brown eyes devoid of any real emotion. “I don’t like my own home.”

You think of all you’ve got to do. A script to write, a meeting in the morning, a date at 9. You really think you could like the guy too—a salaried television writer who lives in a sizable house and graduated from somewhere like Princeton. Your friend who set you up says he’s the perfect match for you: handsome, sweet, smart. Reliable. 

“One shower and a hour nap, Bravo, and then you’re out.” He nods his head gratefully. “I mean it,” you say, voice serious. “No silly business this time. I’m doing this because I’m feeling charitable today.”

He makes his way to the passenger side and you take the time to glance down at the car clock. It’s two o’clock.A familiar pang of regret hits you. Seven hours seems like an eternity to you now. 

You decide it then: fourteen years is too much, even if you are thirty-four and he is forty-eight. It matters to you today, because you know if you don’t let it, you will be picking up his baggage forever. It is an entire ocean separating the both of you today, because it has to be. 

———

Dieter’s hair is still soaking wet, the towel you set out for him abandoned at the head of your bed. It hasn’t even touched him, didn’t get the chance before he settled between your legs. As he presses his warm tongue to your cunt, cold droplets fall from his head onto your thighs. You are keenly aware of the way they make their slow descent down, onto your freshly washed bed spread. 

You don't know why you let these things happen. It’s as if something takes hold of you when he’s around, makes you foolish.

The worst part is that you know it’s your fault. For once in his goddamn life, Dieter was being good. He didn’t make any passes, didn’t even say much aside from a few pleasant “Thank you”s. You couldn’t stand it, which makes you on par with him, foolish and reckless and self absorbed—and oh God, his tongue feels good. 

Your legs are draped over his shoulders and his fingers grip into your hips, pinning them down before they even get the chance to lift. Because he knows they will, knows because he’s made them do that before, many times. As he parts you with his tongue, lapping up your juices and making more of them, you watch him. His long nose barely grazes your sensitive clit and you moan openly siri want—too giving for so little effort. 

Dieter works with patience. You will give him this: he is a good pussy eater. He licks you open and leaves you wanting, pressing into every part of you except the parts you desperately need him to. He works you for so long, his warm tongue pressing hard against your lips, the place above your entrance, the place just below your clit. You are so sensitive beneath him that you feel like you might explode from the anticipation. You feel everything: the coldness of his wet hair as it presses against your thighs, your lower stomach, where he’s moved one of his hands, the fabric of the bra on top of your pebbled nipples. 

Dieter knows how to overwhelm you so well that it’s the center of most of your fantasies when you’re alone. You’d never tell him that, God forbid the ego it’d give him, but you relish the fact now. You’ve touched yourself so many times thinking about his tongue, the way it drinks you up and splits you apart, and here is he, doing it better than you remember. It’s like hearing a favorite song live after only listening to it on a scratched, over-loved vinyl for too long: exactly how intended, and better than it should be. Your toes curl and he doesn’t even come close to what aches the most.

You’re not going to make your date. It’s the fate he writes out with his precise tongue. He watches you as he spears the tip of it inside of you and he draws out the show he wants: that open mouthed, silent moaning that comes from feeling too much pleasure all at once. It’s the type that makes you tip your head back, flooded with a pulsing desire that causes your knees to try to draw together. He does it again and again, swirling around inside of one. You clench around nothing when he abandons it to run his tongue through your lips again, with no real destination. 

“Don’t make me beg,” you whine, voice low, tugging at his hair. Water drips out into your hands but you don’t care. He listens, attaching his mouth to your sensitive clit and he presses his tongue down, making you struggle, trying to lift the hips he’s got pinned. He takes it into his mouth, sucking at the tender flesh. You feel split open all the sudden, not vulnerable - not really - but laid out just for him, your body craving only what he can give. It is an embarrassing amount of desire that covers the entirety of you, and yet you aren’t embarrassed by it at all. 

For a moment, it is better than all the love in the world, which is exactly why you end up like this. You know that. You shouldn’t lie to yourself about it. That one second where he is enough - more than enough - can sustain you until the next time he will inevitably fail you. 

He draws the orgasm out of you quickly this way. The heels of your feet dig into his back, unable to stop the way you grow stiff with ecstasy of it coursing through you. He doesn’t stop when it hits, his tongue lapping up all your juices until you’re tugging at his hair, almost raw with oversensitivity. 

His lips glisten with your slick. You urge him forward, tugging at his forearm, letting him kiss you on the mouth before he has the chance to wipe you off of himself. He likes that, you know. You’re so blissed out for a moment, you forget the seas that part the two of you. Suddenly he is not Dieter Bravo, the man you have to rescue every six months, but Dieter, the one who knows you better than you do yourself sometimes. 

As his eager tongue meets yours, you allow him to position his hips between your legs, opening them up wide to fit his body. 

His weeping cock presses against you as he kisses you, hard and desperate to be touched. As his fingers gently skim over your jaw, down your neck, you think about how easy it would be for him to slip inside of you. How in one fluid motion, he and you could be so close, the thickness of him satisfying a greedy desire you have to take all of him. Fucking him all of the sudden seems like the very simplest solution to all your problems. It’s a primal thing that he inspires in you. His soft tongue drew out desires hidden in you and now that they’re out, you can’t put them back. 

You wrap your legs around him, pressing him closer. You want him to flirt with the idea in the same way you do, to crave it so badly he stutters asking for it. He freezes against your lips, overcome with the way you press against one another. Everything, everywhere, is warm. Tense. Taut. 

He kisses down your neck but is careful not to move his body, perceptive of the fact he is pressed to your cunt and with one accidental motion, will rub against it. He is wanting, sensitive. You want him to beg. 

“You’re so good, Dieter,” you tell him, hands intertwining in his drying overgrown locks. “I’ve missed this. Missed you,” you add, your breath against his ear. 

He pants against your neck, unwillingly pressing himself into you, rubbing slightly. He stops kissing you, focuses fully on not doing what he shouldn’t. He is being good, telling you to take the parts of him you want, saying sorry in the only way he really knows how: by clumsily handing himself over to you. 

You lift your hips into his, forgoing your need to hear him beg. His eagerness is akin to soft pleas. It is enough just to be wanted, and you know he does: he can hardly contain himself, pressing down when you finally press up. You wet his cock this way, letting him rub up and down, up and down, gathering you up and relishing what warmth of you you’ll give him as the mattress groans beneath you. 

“I could cum like this,” he pants, bringing his lips back to yours. He kisses you hard, enough to make your lips swollen, red. 

You shake your head. “Don’t cum,” you tell him, panicked. You stop moving and he stops too, eyebrows knitting together. “Fuck me, Dieter. I need you to fuck me.”

There is a vulnerability in his gaze as he takes those words in. You are pinned between his arms, beneath his solid body, surrounded entirely by him, and yet it is this look that makes you feel the closest to him. You share a feeling, not an agreement but an understanding: this is it. It is everything you are to each other, and perhaps all you ever will be. 

You hate him for that. You need him to tear you up, split you in half, make you feel the residuals of his affection through the quick snap of his hips and guttural moans you will feel in your bones. You don’t want understanding. 

Because you are angry or perhaps because you’ve gotten a little wiser since you last saw him, you tell him, “Condom,” evenly. It’s a barrier, some precaution you don’t usually make him take. He had told you once that he had never fucked anyone without one, that in all of his recklessness, he had never failed to do that. So of course you gave it to him, let yourself be his first. Now you’re taking it away. 

The purplish yellow of his under eye reassures you that this is right. He didn’t get that being good, being kind. Probably, he fucked someone’s wife, someone’s husband. He hadn’t called you for two months before today. He isn’t kind. Not always. The bruise is the violence he tears through life with. A marking of his wreckage. 

Dieter doesn’t protest about the condom, but you can tell he is wounded. He moves almost dutifully as he opens your bedside table and takes one out. 

You don’t watch him put it on. You look up at the dark of your ceiling, your heart in your stomach. 

“Okay,” he says with finality, wrapping a hand around your ankle. Your eyes soften as you look at him; he is blotted with desire, patchy with remorse. When his dark eyes gaze upon you with open tenderness, you feel your anger dissipate. 

When you open your legs wider for him, he crawls back on the bed, nestles between your thighs. His hands slide beneath you, groping your ass, lifting you to himself. When your bodies connect, his cock sliding into you, you feel all of it. The thickness of his head, the shake of his body as he eases in slowly, the way he settles in you as he bottoms out, trying not to lose control. It is tender, soft. It curls up in your chest and softens a resolve you need to survive on scraps. You don’t want it. 

You dig crescent-shaped moons in his ass, urge his hips forward as they begin to find a rhythm that is quick, angry. Your lips find each other clumsily, teeth clacking against teeth like inexperienced  teenagers. When you move your head away, he kisses the side of your mouth by accident, and then stops trying altogether, burying himself in your neck. He’s never faulted you for not wanting his affection and won’t now. Calloused fingers continue to grip at your ass, pushing you up to meet his hips; it is hip to hip, his cock pushing into the deepest part of yourself, filling you to the hilt with a shared frustration. 

You moan his name, a quick succession of Dieter, Dieter, Dieter, and he grunts helplessly, his body no longer his own, overtaken by desire and anger and disappointment. You are angry with yourself, angry you told him to put on the condom. You want him to fill you with it now—want the sticky substance of his desire to run down your legs and outlast the bitterness. 

He eases you into the mattress, fucks into you with the slow, lazy roll of his hips again. His hands slip away from your ass, travel up to your hands. He interwines your fingers together, pins them above your head. 

You whine, ache. “Harder,” you urge, your hips rising to make up for the lack of speed. You expected him to speed back up once he repositioned and the idea that he won’t fills you with dread. Fuck me, you echo again, hoping he understands. 

He pushes into you, more focused, like that is what you mean when you say harder: more focused. It isn’t. You mean harder. You paw at his hips, shake your head. “Dieter,” you plead. 

He draws back, snaps his hips into you. You gasp. Yes. You whisper it against his hot skin, and he does it again and again and again. Does it even when you sputter, voice straining, hips rising, rubbing against the patch of his body that meets your clit. He fucks you as you cum around his cock, lets your sensitive body feel the fury with which he takes you. With which you asked him to. 

He continues this pace even after he fills the condom, lingers over this spot in time and allows your cunt to suck him dry, to take pieces of him until he is gripping tightly to your hands and overdone with pleasure. He exits you quick, draws back like he’s going to snap forth but doesn’t. You miss the feel of him immediately and you understand the craving you’ve got has to do with far more than sex. 

Your eyes roll back, look at the clock on your nightstand. 3:30. You have time, but you won’t take it. 

Dieter discards the condom in the bathroom and comes back out wearing his underwear and a t-shirt. He offers you a towel and you take it, wiping your connection away. 

He helps you put your underwear back on and you let him climb back into your bed, lay yourself on top of him. He rubs your back as you listen to his heart thud in his chest. 

“Dieter?” you say, voice quiet. 

“Hm?”

“What happened to your eye?”

When he doesn’t respond, you tilt your head up. His eyes are closed but he’s not pretending to sleep. 

“Oh, you know,” he shrugs, not opening them. 

“It’ll make me mad to know?”

He nods, wrapping his arms around you. 

“Why can’t you just be good?” Your voice is so quiet - timid - nearly inaudible. But he hears it, winces. 

“I don’t know,” he tells you honestly. You’ve touched upon an open wound; he shifts beneath you, moving you to his side. But he still wraps himself around you, holds you close. “Let’s sleep.”

“Are you going to be here when I wake up?” 

He holds your head to his chest. “If you want me to be.” 

“Please,” you manage, before closing your eyes. 

[skygemspeaks]

opla episode 6 is definitely my favourite so far. here are some thoughts:

the music in this is so good! i'm the kind of person who doesn't often notice the soundtrack unless it's a song i know well (like binks' sake or we are, both of which we've heard snippets of so far), but i did really like the funky beat we got in the luffy vs arlong fight

the character work in this was well done, specifically when it comes to luffy and sanji! one really good way to have emotional impact is to establish a certain aspect of a character's personality, and then subvert it to make a point. like we all know that luffy loves to eat, but then at the beginning of the episode when nami tells him to go to the baratie and he replies that he's not hungry right now? that's really cute. but later on in the episode, when sanji is preparing food for them, and luffy doesn't even notice it, because he needs to properly care for "wada itchy monkey" (ASKDLJASDJK) for zoro, that made my heart melt. he loves his crew SO much

and i really like that sanji was there to see it! it really gives more credence to his decision to leave his father and his whole life behind to sail off with a crew he's known for like two days. he sees luffy struggling with making the tough decisions, he hears luffy say that he would eat both arms and legs to save zoro's life, and he sees potential in him as a captain. he trusts luffy with his dream

also, the relationship between zeff and sanji was subtle but very sweet. sanji says "oregano is for savages" and you kinda laugh, but then you see in the flashback that it's a callback to the very first interaction he ever had with zeff, and it takes on new meaning. you hear them calling each other "shitty old man" and "little eggplant" and at the end of the episode when zeff finally calls sanji by name, it hits you like a punch in the heart. and sanji immediately picks up on that and calls zeff by name too! their love for each other is so obvious, and i really appreciate it.

it was really cool to see nami reading the story of noland to zoro! what a fun little thing, and again, i would love it if we ever got to see the payoff for this!

the live action really benefited from having the context of worldbuilding that's established later on in the series, namely what we learn about fishmen in the sabaody arc. i like that they included those scenes of arlong interacting with the humans, and it was especially cool to see the interplay between him and the fishman that works as the maitre d' for the baratie. it's playing on this whole feeling where when you're a person of colour who takes pride in your heritage, it can feel almost like a betrayal when you see another person from your culture just throwing it all away and adapting to the culture that they live in. there's nothing wrong with either of those choices, but for the person who takes pride in their culture, it feels almost like losing to the racists who want you to "just be normal" (ie assimilate). it's a very complicated and nuanced topic, and i like how they addressed it in the show.

garp's conversation with mihawk was another point of interest for me! i've been joking about it all this time, but i really do think that he's clinging to this idea that if he just manages to apprehend luffy before he reaches the grand line, before any OTHER marines take notice of him, he can still get through to luffy. maybe he can keep his grandson safe. because he knows that luffy already has the odds stacked against him, what with his father being the leader of the revolutionary army, and he doesn't want his grandson to die. then mihawk refuses to bring luffy in, and all garp can do is laugh in despair, and tear his office apart because it feels like everyone in the world is trying to stop him from keeping his grandson safe, and he's running out of TIME as luffy gets embroiled in more and more pirate bullshit and gets closer to the grand line, and he just needs to bring his grandson back. and then koby just pops that bubble by telling garp that luffy would rather die than take orders from anyone else. he'd rather die than be a marine. and garp can't deny it anymore, so he just gives up. and who knows what koby was thinking here. maybe he's still a bit naive. he loves his friend, and he thinks. what. maybe garp will just let luffy go? ignore him because he's not a threat? he's not like OTHER pirates after all. but garp has been a marine for 50 years, and he knows that's not how any of this works. he knows that he did everything he could to stop luffy from being a pirate, and maybe he's feeling a little bitter that luffy never listened to him, maybe he thinks it's what luffy deserves. if luffy wants to be a pirate, then garp will do his fucking damnedest to treat him like a fucking pirate. and later on, you can see koby's despair, because this is not what he wanted, not at all. but what did he want then? this is what i mean when i say i don't know how they're planning on resolving his character arc. because the way things are going now, it would seem to make the most sense for him to become disillusioned with the marines as he realizes they're not what he's been glorifying and idolizing all his life, right? so what happens? maybe it IS a set-up for that kind of story arc, the way it is in the manga. maybe this, plus later during marineford when he stands up to akainu is the setup for the long game. maybe koby's going to become a revolutionary in the endgame of the manga. i think he'd get along well with sabo.

in the aftermath of the arlong fight, when sanji is helping clean up the dining area and he has that conversation with zeff, it becomes obvious that all along, zeff has been trying to push sanji away. zeff demoted him to a waiter because he knows that sanji loves cooking, and zeff wanted him to LEAVE. zeff called his cooking shitty, said it wasn't good enough to serve to guests even though sanji is his sous chef, he was trained by zeff and you know zeff would never accept anything but the best. because zeff is proud of his restaurant, he really is, but he also doesn't want sanji to waste away his life in this little restaurant in the east blue. that's not the future zeff gave up his leg for. and it hurts, but he needs to push sanji out of the nest so that he can fly

the vow that zoro makes to luffy when he wakes up is really nice! i love that zoro seems to have finally accepted that these are his people, these are his family, and he's not trying to hide it anymore. that soft, indulgent little laugh he does when usopp is recounting the fight he totally had with the fishmen is that much sweeter after he's been so aloof and stoic all season. i like seeing him finally loosen up, and it feels so much more deserved now

[mightbesmall]

Funky Little Guy

Summary: In which you are gatekept by a tsum...

Additional Note: I'm just gonna write some lil scenarios about tsums as I cry into my pillow about my monkey brain.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You woke up to a weight on your chest. With how much this happens you aren’t alarmed, though you thought it was either Grim or Ace. Looking down however you saw that it was in fact Sebek taking a nap on your chest. The little guy was just snoozing away, a little twitch in his legs every so often.

You were surprised honestly, Sebek never lets you get anywhere near him let alone abandon his duty, so for him to not be around Malleus and passed out on you was enough to wake you up completely. Though you were glad, he doesn’t rest as much as he should. Such a dutiful little man.

You started stroking his back, watching how his face showed a look of content. So cute, what little lad.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Angry squeaks could be heard as Sebek aggressively yelled at Ace and Deuce. He didn’t leave even when he woke up, no he instead perched on your shoulder and huffed in pride as if it was an accomplishment. From there he warded of any tsums that got too close, he even yelled at Crowley. Of course, Malleus and Lilia were exceptions and sometimes Silver.

You sighed heavily before removing Sebek from your shoulder making him stop squeaking instantly. You held him up to the sky, watching him deflate in shame.

“Sque-kekekkek. (Oh looks like Sebek is in sky jail, fufufufu.)” Lilia squeaked to Malleus who only solemnly nodded.

"You are not escaping mister. Don't even try it." You muttered as you held him up. Sebek squeaked angrily.

[cupiidzbow]

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[dettan-arts]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONKEY D. LUFFY ! ! !

Love following this funky little stretch man

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Oh gosh how am i gonna survive all this that last ep TOOK ME OUT and now THERE’S STILL AZURE TO TAKE CARE OF ITS INSANE HOW WELL THE CREW UTILIZES TEN MINUTE EPISODES I FEEL LIKE I WATCHED A WHOLE HALF SEASON SCREAMS

OKAYOKAY

PT 2 OF THE SPECIAL CALLED THE PLAN MAN OH THAT SOUNDS FUN AND CHILL LETS GO (lmk s4 special spoilers ahead)

OKAY HERE WE GO

SOBS LOUDLY LISTENING TO THE THEME SONG

I AM MENTALLY ILL Y’ALL

OKAY

OH HEY

OH HECK ANOTHER

ANOTHER FLASHBACK

OH MY GODS I WASN’T EXPECTING A WHOLE OTHER FLASHBACK

I THOUGHT IT WAS BROS SPARRING IN THE PRESENT BUT NO THIS IS

HECK OH MY GOSH

AZURE

YOU N ME

THE WAY

AZURE LOOKS

AT MONKEY KING

SUS PIECE OF CRAP

LOOKS AT HIM LIKE HE’S HIS HOPE FOR THE WORLD

HE IS JUST A TINY MONKEY AND HE’S USING HIM LIKE THAT

THAT’S INSANE

WUKONG REALLY SEEMS TO WANT TO IMPRESS AZURE AND BE A PART OF THAT AND AZURE FR SEES THAT AS A TOOL BUT THAT ITS OKAY THAT IT A TOOL WHAT AN INTERESTING AWFUL FELLA I HATE HIS BLUE FURRY FACE

ALL OF US :D

immediately looks for macaque THERE HE IS :D

NEW OUTFIT

HELP

HE SOUNDS LIKE AN ANGSTY TEENAGER

OKAY

THAT’S GREAT VIBES I’M WHEEZINGN;SLDFMAWOEF

WUKONG FR THE MOM FRIEND CONFIRMED? /J /J /J /J/ JJ

MACAQUE’S EXPRESSION PLEASE I’M CRYINGBDSF;LMW;EF

WOW HE’S

HE WASNT’ ALL FOR IT HUH

LOOK AT HIM

HECK DUDE

HECK DUDE

WHEN HE STARTS TO MAYBE SLOW DOWN A BIT

AZURE HYPES HIM RIGHT BACK UP

ALL BECAUSE OF YOU

PEOPLE WILL NEVER LIVE IN FEAR

AND THAT SOUNDS PRETTY GOOD

YOU KNOW THAT’S ROUGH

THIS VERSION OF MONKEY KING WAS MANIPULATED INTO THE DOING WHAT GOT HIM UNDER THE MOUNTAIN HUH, BUT WHILE THE OTHER PERSON NEVER ACTED LIEK THEY DID ANYTHIGN WRONG SO ALL HE COULD DO WAS BLAME HIMSELF MY GOSH

HOW DID THE CELESTIALS LET AZURE LIVE DUDE, HE LITERALLY IS AN EX CELESTIAL THAT MUTINIED AGAINST HEAVEN AND PUSHED PEOPLE INTO DOING SO, BUT BECAUSE MONKEY KING WAS AT THE HEAD HE GOT OFF WITH JUST THE SCROLL OR SOMETHING? THAT’S WILD

YA BIG SWEETIE

YOU ME AND THE BOYS

OH

OH WOW HELLO

THAT WAS HIS FLASHBACK

YOU KNOW ITS ACTUALLY SO INTERESTING HOW AZURE DOESN’T THINK HE’S DOING ANYTHING WRONG

THAT’S WILD

ITS

ITS SO INTERESTING

THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HIM  

ITS

ITS SO WHACK

WHAT IS THIS

I’M SO FASCINATED BY THE HECKING

SEEMS TO CARE SO MUCH??

BUT??

HE SUCKS??

SHAKES THIS BURNT PIECE OF MOLDY TOAST

FUNNY WHEN HE HAS EVERYHTING HE JUST KEEPS THINKING BACK TO WHEN  HE JUST HAD THE BROTHERHOOD AND WUKONG

WHAT A FUNKY CHARACTER THEY’VE MADE HERE HE’S SO WEIRD

I WANT TO PUT HIM UNDER A MICROSCOPE

OHHHHOHO WHATS THAT

GOT DISTRACTED AND THINGS STARTED TO FALL APPART AGAIN

YELLOW-TUSK FR LIKE BRO SO MAYBE WE SHOULD TAKE A STEP BACK

WOW I FORGOT ABOTU THAT CLEVAGE

WOW WHO DREW THAT LAST FRAME

THE DETAIL

DANG

ALSO WOW I’M WHEEZINGNLS;DMASDF

THEY FR

I’M FULLY PREPARED FOR THE BROTHERHOOD TO TURN AGAINST AZURE BECAUSE THEY SEE HIM TEARING HIMSELF APART Y’KNOW?

MAN

M A N

AZURE FEELS LIKE WHAT HAPPENED WITH WUKONG WAS A BIG OL SACRIFICE HUH

SO INTERESTING

OWA

THEY BACK ON MOUNTAIN

SCREAAAMS

LOOOOOK

I’M WILL CRY

HELPGMLSDM

CHECKING OT MAKE SURE NO ONES THERE

THAT’S SO SILLY

HE’S BACK

WE GOT OUR MONKEY BACK

HELPGNLSKMDS

THE PENG STINKY LINES

EVERYBOIDY JUST HATES THAT GUY HUH THAT’S SO FUNNYGSDNFLWEMF

MONKEY CLASS IS IN SESSION I’M SMILING SO MUCH

SANDY

MY ABSOLUTELY BELOVED

AND PIGSY SO HECK

TANGS SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS HELPGN;LSDKFMD

HE’S STILL HASNT’ CHANGEED

NEZHA SITTING LIKE THAT IS SO FUNNY

Its actually so good to have monkey king back fr i’m in tears

smARTIE KID IS IN ATTENDENCE

SOBS

LITTLE LOTUS PRINCE

WHEEZING;SFAEW

“I’m… I’m not gonna do that” no yeah Zuko vibes i’m just gonna say it i’m sure someone else already has but i’m HGL;SDFJA;OIWEFMAFD

he’s gotta be like a teenager in this

he just has the vibes

I adore them all so much you don’t understand

MK’S FFACE WHEN SANDY INVITES NEZHA OVER

WISE MASTERS I’M BEING TRAINED BY THIS SEAOSNHGLKSDJSD TANG BREAKING THE FORTH WALL PLEASELGMS;DOFWE

WISE MASTER

LET ME KNOW WHEN HE GETS HEREEBGL;DSFMABG;OAIWF

I

THE CRAYON

THE

HELPGMNLSDKMAWE

“I think you burst a stitch” whoever drew Nezha looks like they’re having so much fun

YOU’LL BE FINEBG;LSMAOWEF

You know they’re really leaning into making Nezha seem more like a teen in this ep actually his energy is just off the charts amazing

BIG IMORTAL BABYGL;SDFJASDF

DO YOU WANT ME TO THROW CRAYONS AT YOU

IS THIS THE BREAK FILLER EPISDOE? BECAUE I’M LAUGHING SM AND ENJOYING THIS LIKE CRAZY ITS WONDERFUL

ALL THE PICTURES IN THE BACKGROUND ARE SO GODO

THE BOX OF CRAYONS PLS

“THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT”

WHEEZING;LSDKFM

I LOVE HIM SM

OH RIGHT MONKEY MK

WE HAVEN’T REVISTED THAT HECK I WONDER IF HE’LL GO APE AGAIN

THEY?

PENG THEY/THEM PRONOUNS FR OH MY GODS HELLO?? OKAY THAT WAS DONE RIGHT I LOVE HOW CAUSAL IT WAS AND NOT A BIG DEAL BLESS YOU MONKIEI KID I’M ACTUALLY SO TIRED OF MEDIA MAKING IT A BIG INTRODUCTION DEAL EVERY TIME SOMEONE SAYS THEY’RE THEY/TEHM OR SOMEONE INTRODUCES THEM AS THEY THEM SO THIS IS SO FREAKING NICE BLESSSSS YOUUUU ALSO BEIGN THEY BUT BEING PART OF A BROTHER HOOD IT NTO BEING A BIG DEAL OR ANYTHING? AMAZING, 10/10 WE LOVE TO SEE IT I DON’T KNOW I JUST LOVE THAT SM

PENGS SUPER POWERFUL HELLO? COOL

HELPGN;LSDMA;OWEF

EVERYONE JUST

HATING ON PENG

I THOUGHT THEY WERE INTERESTING

CREW REALLY WENT

OH YEAH

THEY’LL HATE THIS ONE

AND DIDN’T WAIT FOR AN ANSWERGLKSMFAOWE

TOUGH SMART FASTER THAN HE LOOKS YELLOW-TUSK

OHHHH

I LOVE THAT ACTUALLY

WE’VE ALREADY GOT HINTS OF YELLOW-TUSK RECONSIDERING IT MIGHT TAKE LESS THAN YOU THINK

MAN ITS NICE

BUT HE’S NOT A MONSTER

WHY DID THAT GET OT ME

HELPGSL;KAEF

I

KAY

THIS

I NEED TO PROCESS LIEK THREE THINGS

NOTHING GETS UNDER HIS SKIN LIKE A MONKEY

HE BASICALLY JSUT “WE’RE GONNA ANNOY THE CRAP OUTTA THIS GUY MK AND ME”

ALSO WHATS WITH MACAQUE AND SMELLS THIS SEASON

LAST TIME IT WAS “interesting” AND NOW ITS “smells” I’MGBS;LDFKMWE

GONNA BE ON WUKONG LIKE A BAD SMELL

IS IT REVENGE HE WANTS? IS IT? I might be disappointed if its just revenge cause he doesn’t’ seem like he wants revenge so much as feels he needs Wukong out of the way and must  make that sacrifice yada yada, revenge feels basic for what seems like a complex character rn y’know? bUT HEY LIKE EITHER WAY THEY DO IT I’M GONNA END UP LOVING IT CAUSE THEY DO IT SO WELL SO HECK IT MY GUYS

FR CALLING HIM A STINKY MONKY EVERY FIVE SECONDS I’M CRYIMNGNSD;FLKMWE

HEY

I GOT THE CRAYON I DO THE SAYIN

THAT’S SO FUNNY PLS GJLKSDJFL;WA;F

I LOVE HIM

I ADORE HIM

HE’S EVERYUTHING TO ME

once again Nezha is so good he’s just sitting there grumpy like

ALSO THE VOICE OF REASON HE REALLY IS

I actually

You know what

getting emotional over how they’re all on board with whatever plan monkey king comes up with this time

like season 3 they had nothing but doubts but now they’re all ready to hear him out and listen and OH MY GODS GUY’S HE’S ACTUALLY TELILNG THEM THE PLAN

THEY’RE KEEPIGN CAHRACTER GROWTH I’M IN TEARS

THIS IS ACTUALLY SO GOOD? BLESS YOU MONKIE KID CREW ILY

THE BRAINSTORMING TOGETHER

OH BOY HERE COMES TEENAGE SARCASM

Y’all if Mk’s older than Nezha- CAUSE I CONSIDER MK TO BE LIKE 20 OR SOMETHING AND IF NEZHA’S A TEEN THAT WOULD MAKE ALL OF THIS OS FREAKING FUNNY

THAT

WHAT A CRAYON

WHAT A HIT

THERE’S THAT POSE AGAIN

I’M CRYINGBSD;FAMWE

THIS IS EBAUTIFUL

THE CRAYONS

NO SARCASM ALLOWED IN MONKEY KINGS CLASSROOM

ON TRAINING TIME?

LETS GOOOOOOO

WAIT THIS IS SO FUN??

HELLO???

PIGSY JUST YOINKED THAT MAN

HUG

OH WOW THEY’RE ACTUALLY

OH THAT’S BEAUTIFUL

LOOK AT THIS HYPE BATTLE

THIS IS SO NICE

OH ARMOR???

POWER UP

LOOK AT HIS PROUD EXPRESSION

FREE POWER UPS WITH ARMOR FOR FREE

LETS GOOOO

WHERE’S OUR COOL BATTLE ARMOR

AWW WHEN YOU’VE EARNED IT

WHEEZINGS;AFMAWEO

HELPGMNLSKFMEW

ITS THEIR WEAPONS

THATS SO FREAKIGN FUNNY

WHAT A NICE MONTOGUE

“so we all know i’m the greatest teacher in history”

“ughhhhh this guy” MACAQUE’S QUIET COMEMNTARY PLEASE;GSMKF

HEY

OKAY HURTFUL

PLEASEL;KMGSDF

HE’S NOT THAT BAD

LIKE HE SAYS JUST NEEDS SOME WORK

HE’S ACTUALLY PRETTY DECENT HIS EXPLAINING JUST NEEDS A LOT OF WORK

BUT ALSO ITS?? SO NICE?? HE’S COMFORTABLE SAYING HE’S GOTTA WORK ON THAT NOW?? ITS GORGEOUS I’M CRYING I LOVE HIM

MK TIMEEEE

I LOVE THAT

SHOWING HIM HE TRUSTS HIM AND LETTING HIM BE INVOLVED

NGL MONKEY KING AS A MENTOR REALLY IS SO GOOD

MEI LOOKS SO HAPPY FO RHIM LIKE YUP

CAUSE YOUR’E THE PLAN MAN MAN

AW

SUPPORTIVE DADSY

MK’S LITTLE BASHFUL SMILE

I ADORE

“I mean one of us could beat him, one of us specifically”

“NOPE NONE OF US AT ALL.” HELPT THAT’S SO FUNNYGHDSNFASMF

GET SCROLL

OH

SLAP EM BACK IN

HELPNL;SKMASDF

SO

JUST

SLAP EM BACK IN WHERE THEY GOT OUT OF

AND EVERYHTING WILL BE BACK TO NORMAL

.

Y’KNOW ASIDE FROM

NO JADE EMPEROR

HOW’S THAT GONNA WORK

HELPGLSDF

THE WAY MK DRAWS THEM ALL

MONKEY KING LIKE THAT

NEZHA LIKE AN OLD MAN

TANG GETTING A PIGGY BACK RIDE ON PIGSY G ET IT? CAUSE PIG?

SANDY CARRYING MACAQUE AND MACAQUE’S BLANK EXPRESSION I LOVE THIS

HELPGNSDF

MACAQUE ON TOP OF THE BLIMP

Mk’s doodles for how they win is actually

so good

always

they make me so happy

Nezha still looking like half deadNG;LAKWMFE

SOUNDS LIKE YOU’RE ALL OVER IT SANDY

WELP LOOKS LIKE HE’S BUILDING ANOTHER BLIMP  HUH

THE WAY HE DRAWS AZURE

OH MY GODS WHO DREW THESE

I NEED TO HAND THEM ALL MY MORTAL POSSESSIONS FOR HOW THEY’RE DRAWING MACAQUE AND NEZHA I’M CRYING;DSAWE

HE’S FACEDOWN ON THE FLOOR

MACAQUE IS JUST STANDING THERE I’MGNMSLDFMD

LOOK AT HIM DRAW

“If you have to ask… you’re probably on team be”

HE’S SO ANNOYED ABOUT HTAT PLEASE;LKMGSF

PLS MONKEY KINGS’ APPLAUDING IN THE DOODLE, THINKS MK’S SO COOL AND EPIC, HE DOES MK I PROMISE YOU HE THINKS YOU[‘RE COOL YOU ARE COOL

THE DBK FAM ARE FRIENDS

I LOVE THAT SO MUCH

I LOVE THIS SHOW

WHOEVER DREW DBK I NEED THAT AS KEYCHAIN OR STICKER OR ANYTHING

SHHHLURP UP THE BAD GUYS

SO THEY CAN NEVER MAKE US FACE THEIR NIGHTMARES AGAIN

WHY DO THEY KEEP DRAWING HIM LIKE THAT’ PLEASE ITS SO CREEPYGSLF;

WE;’RE ALL GONAN DIENG;LSMF

THANKS TANG

AGAIN

NEZHA IS JUST

SITTING THER I’M WHEEZING

LOOK AT THE ROOM

I LOVE HOW MESSY IT IS ITS SO NICE

I LOVE THAT PIGSY’S ON THE FLOR HE LOOKS COMFY

THIS IS A SILLY PLANNING EPISODE I LOVE IT SM

Okay y’all can trash talk Peng all you want I actually adore them, they’re so dramatic, Macaque has chilled out and now we have this guy and i love them

I LOVE HOW THEY’RE

ITS JUST THE TWO OF THEM

AT A BIG OL BANQUET TABLE

PENG ILY

YOU’RE SO FUNKY

a little chaos might be good for the world

WHY DO I FEEL LIKE AZURE’S GONNA WALK IN AND BEAT UP YELLOW TUSK OR SOEMTHING

OR GO BACK INTO THE SHADOWS ANGRY

I DON’T KONW

I LOVE THAT YELLOW-TUSK KNOWS ITS NOT SUSTAINABLE

HECK DUDE

HE’S ACTUALLY HORRIFYING

HOLD UP THAT WAS CHILLING

COMES TO FIND THEM ALL HAPPY AND JUST

WOW HE’S NOT DOING SO HOT

also wow yeah that’s a lot of cleavage monkie kid why you’re killing me here i can’t take him seirouslyGN;LAMFAWE;NF

YEAH THOSE DUDES LOOK TERRIFIED

HE’S

STILL SMILING

PENG’S SWEATING

HE’S TRYING TO HYPE THEM

AND HE’S

NOT LOOKING GOOD

PENG TRYING TO

YELLOW TUSK IN TROUBLE

LETS GOOOOOOOOOO

THREAT TIME

OH

OHHO

NOT THREAT

PENG

PENG HOW DID YOU KNOW THIS??

HOW OD YOU KNOW THIS??

OHHHHHH

OHHHHHHO

WAIT THIS IS LIKE

POWERFUL PERSON

IS DISTRACTED BY ONE PERSON

SO ITS NOT LIKE REVENGE ITS LIKE

NEED THEM GONE SO I CAN FOCUS

CAUSE IF NOT THEY’RE ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT

HOW INTERESTING

THEY’RE SO WEIRD

AZURE IS SO WEIRD

CACKLES

OKAY

WELL NOW I’M A LITTLE WORRIED FOR WUKONG

BUT

ITS NICE THEY CAN REALLY DISTRACT HIM NOW

ITS INTERESTING HOW YELLOW-TUSK WANTS TO CONFRONT IT AND PENG WANTS TO IGNROE IT, THIS IS LIKE DYSFUNCTIONAL TOXIC FMAILY ALMOST

(i’ve been watching too many therapy videos)

AHEM

ANYWAY

AZURE SURE IS A GUY

I HOPE WUKONG IS GONNA BE OKAY

HELPGPGLKSDMF

THEY GOT AMROUR FOR HTE LITTLE MONKEGSDNBF;ANFA;AWE

OH MY GODS

PIGSY

HE MADE THEM A SILLY LITTLE APRON

AND CARVED THE LITTLE MONKEY A WOODEN SPOON THATS SO HECKING CUTE YOU GUYS

ONE MONKEY APPRANTLY JUST LIKES HANGING WITH PIGSY IG

THAT’S SO NCIE

actually whoever drew pigsy there i would like to high five you you drew him so nice and shaped i adore

DRAMATIC MACAQUE

OH SANDY YOU’RE GONNA PASS OUT BLOWING THAT UP

s

scary? ;-;

nooooo

buddyyyyyy

YUP HE STILL HASNT’ ACCEPTED THAT PART OF HIMSELF THAT’S

YEAH

HECK DUDE

WHO DREW THAT

WHO DREW THE “IT’LL BE FINE” WHO MADE HIM SHAPED LIKE THAT I’M CRYNIGBDSF;LKMAO;EF WELL DONE IM CHOKIGNSD;FM

WHEN WE LOOK THIS GOOD AIN’T NOTHIGN GONNA BEAT US

HE IS

TRYING SO HARD

COME ON WUKONG U GOTTA TALK TO HIM

PLS DONT’ CALL UR MONKEY FROM SCARY MKKKKKKK WUKONG IS A MONKEEEYYY

;-;

u cant just

ignore this whole part of ur power cause it scares you |;A;/

PLSSSS

UH OH

LOOKS LIKE HE CAME TO THEM

MACAQUE INSTANTLY SHADOW TRAVELING EVERYBODY TO THEM

HOT DANG HE IS ON THE BALL

PIGSY AND DANG FALT ON THE GROUNDMGDFSFD

OH MY GOODNESS THAT IS GONNA MAKE SUCH A TRANSITION FOR AMVS HOLY CRAP I’M EYEING UP THAT BIT

OH BOY

MK BUDDY YOU MIGHT HAVE TO MONKEY UP TO SAVE YOUR MENTOR U H

WHAT A LINE ACTUALLY

I WILL TEST THE LIMITS OF SUN WUKONGS IMMORTALITY

THAT WAS

WHAT A LINE

HECKING

SCREAMS

OKAY

THAT WAS PRETTY CHILL ALL THINGS CONSIDERED

NOW WE GET TO THE AMV RICH ANIAMTION HUH?

THERE’S TWO MORE EPISODES AND THAT’S IT

THERE’S TWO MORE FULL EPISODES THAT MAKES ME SO WORRIED FOR WUKONG

I LOVE HOW THIS EPISODE ILLISTRAITED SO MUCH CHRACTER GROWTH AND POINTED OUT WHERE MK NEEDS MORE OF IT

SCREAMS

OKAY

I NEED TO GET MOVING TO THE NEXT ONE PEACE

KNOX OUT

[infectedhau]

Thinking about that one post that was like "in a world with no consequences, why are you still playing the good guy?" "Because being mean makes me feel bad" and how it applies to Warhammer

Like yeah the whole point of 40k's universe is that everyone sucks and you get the catharsis of getting to be an asshole without actually being an asshole but also man there's some cool shit hidden behind the "but what if they were nice" wall

Imagine the Necron Phaeron that loves these funky little monkeys that have set up shop in her garden, of course she's going to protect them look at them they're adorable. The Sororitas order that helps everyone, including the mutant and the heretic, because everyone can find redemption in the Emperor's light. The chaos cult that worships the gods for justice, progress, rebirth, and joy. The Knight household that rides into battle alongside the uprisings and rebellions, because a noble's first duty is to their subjects, and those that abuse their power must be cast down

Like yeah it's fun to shout made-up slurs at the other guy but also I feel there's a lot of untapped potential in someone trying to be a good person in a world where that's borderline impossible

[pompomqt]

Journey to the West Chapter 29

So, no Sun Wukong?

I miss that Funky Little Monkey Man already :(

In this chapter of Journey to the West with @journeythroughjourneytothewest we continue to see how the pilgrimage is fairing with Sun Wukong absent. So let's get into it shall we?

So we begin this chapter where we left off last time, with Sandy and Pigsy battling it out with the Yellow Robe Demon. Unfortunately Sandy and Pigsy are no match for this demon, but fortunately they have the help of all the deities who are on ' Tang Monk Protection Duty' helping them out, so they are able to fight the demon to a standstill.

Meanwhile said Tang Monk is having a good cry and wondering what his to disciples are doing and if they are going to be able to rescue him soon. Before to long however a young woman walks in and asks him why he's here. At first Tripitaka is rather worried the woman plans to eat him, but luckily the girl isn't a demon like the last girl he talked to. Instead it turns out she's a kidnapped princess from a nearby kingdom, who was brought here and forced to be the demon's wife. In exchange for this information, Tripitaka tells the girl his own tragic backstory, about how he is on a mission to get scriptures from the west, but was kidnapped by this demon to be eaten.

Fortunately the girl is willing to talk her husband into letting him go free in exchange for Tripitaka delivering a letter to her family when he passes through her old kingdom on his journey. Tripitaka of course agrees to this deal, so the girl writes a letter and then unties Tripitaka and gives it to him. That done, the girl tells him to leave out the back door so that he doesn't run into all the little demon minions who would probably just kill him on the spot. So while Tripitaka leaves out the back and then proceeds to hide in a bush, the Princess goes out front to talk her husband into letting the three of them go.

In order to convince her demon husband to let the monks go, she tells him a story about how when she was young she made a vow that if she found a good husband she would feed the monks. And how she had a dream just now where a deity demanded that she fulfill that vow. And when she woke up with a start she saw the monk tied to the pillar, she realized this must be how she is meant to fulfill her vow. So will he pretty please let them all go for her sake?

Thankfully the Demon is willing to agree to this, he can eat any old human whenever he wants to, so it's not that big of a deal to let these ones go. He then tells Sandy and Pigsy to take their master and scram and that he'll spare them this time for his wife's sake but warns them not to trespass on his property ever again. Sand and Pigsy are more then happy to heed the demon's words, so they out the back to look for Tripitaka and find him in a bush. Then the party wisely high tails it out of there.

A while later they finally make it to the Princess's kingdom. While there Tripitaka asks for an audience with the throne in order to get his travel papers certified. When the King hears that there is an illustrious monk from the great Tang Kingdom he is more then happy to meet with him. After Tripitaka tells him his story and shows him his papers, the King stamps them with his approval. With that taken care of, Tripitaka also says he has a family letter for the king, from his third daughter who was kidnapped by the Yellow Robe Demon.

The King is happy to finally know what happened to his daughter, pity he couldn't have learned that before he put all those ladies in waiting and eunuchs to death though. Before now he sort of just assumed she'd left on her own and gotten lost or something, not that she was kidnapped. Anyways the court reads the letter, and by the end of it the king is crying. Unfortunately none of his men are willing to go on a suicide mission to try and rescue her from the demon. Eventually one of them thinks to ask if Tripitaka can do it, after all he made it all the way here safely, so surely he has some method for subduing demons?

So the King asks if Tripitaka is capable of fighting the monster and saving the princess. And even says he's willing to become bond brothers with Tripitaka if he succeeds. Tripitaka admits that while he's a good monk, he doesn't really know how to fight monsters. And when the King asks how he got all the way here then, Tripitaka tells him he has two disciples two help him on his difficult journey.

The King asks why he didn't bring his two disciples in with him, and Tripitaka says it's because they are so frighteningly ugly that he didn't want to bring them in without permission in case it offended or frightened them. The King isn't to worried, because he's probably under the impression that they are just talking about normal human ugliness. And even when Tripitaka describes what they look like, the king still feels well equipped to handle them with that description in hand, and insists that Tripitaka summon them in. So Sand and Pigsy come in and give the king a single bow, which is pretty rude of them to act that way towards a king, but the king is so frightened of them he even falls off his couch lol. So much for the warning from Tripitaka.

Tripitaka is of course mortified by all this and prostates himself before the king and apologizes, saying he knew something like this would happen. The King is pretty understanding though, after all Tripitaka did warn him, so soon enough they are all able to move past this. After the King recovers from his fright he asks Sandy and Pigsy which one of them knows how to subdue monsters. Pigsy of course takes the opportunity to brag about how great he is and even shows off his thirty six transformation magic and rake. This thoroughly convinces the king that Pigsy is well equipped to handle the yellow robed demon!

So the king offers Pigsy some wine and says they will throw a banquet when Pigsy returns with the demon defeated and the princess in hand. Pigsy is at least polite enough to offer Tripitaka some wine first, but Tripitaka doesn't drink so he lets Pigsy and Sandy have it all. With that Pigsy uses his cloud soaring to be on his way.

After Pigsy leaves, Sandy clues Tripitaka in on the fact that when they fought the demon before they were only able to battle him to a draw with both of them together, so he fears Pigsy alone won't be able to win. Hearing this, Tripitaka gives Sandy permission to go after Pigsy and assist him. So with that Sandy also cloud soars away. Seeing this the King becomes alarmed and begs Tripitaka to not also go flying away, and Tripitaka assures him he couldn't even if he wanted to. Tripitaka is more then happy to stay behind on this adventure and just chat with the king for a while.

Meanwhile Sandy catches up with Pigsy and tells him that Tripitaka told him to assist him and Pigsy is more then happy to accept his help. Together the two of them break down the demon's front door. The little minion demons of course go and report this to their boss that the two ugly monks are back. The Demon is surprised and wonders what they are doing here since he already released their master. A minion demon suggests that maybe they forgot something? The Big Boss Demon points out that you don't break down someones door just because you left something at their house. So the demon gets dressed in his armor and goes out to asks them why they are here.

Pigsy meanwhile shouts that they are here because they abducted a princess and forced her to be his wife (similar to how Pigsy got his own wife....) Anyways Pigsy tells him to tie himself up and surrender. The Demon of course doesn't do that, and instead goes on the offensive and the battle begins. However the battle is going even worse then last time, after all the deities that were helping them previously are currently staying in the kingdom with Tripitaka, so it's just the two of them this time, and Pigsy is rapidly losing stamina.

So Pigsy passes the buck to Sandy and bails. So with Pigsy now fleeing like a coward, Sandy is of course immediately overwhelmed and captured by the demon.

Current Sun Wukong Stats: Names/Titles: Monkey, The Stone Monkey, The Handsome Monkey King, Sun Wukong (Monkey awakened to the void), Bimawen (Banhorseplague), The Great Sage Equal To Heaven and Pilgrim Sun. Immortality: 5 + 94,000 years. Weapon: The Compliant Golden Hooped Rod Abilities: 72 Transformations, Cloud-Somersault, Ability to transform his individual hairs, super strength, Ability to Summon Wind, Water restriction charm, and the ability to change into a huge war form, ability to duplicate his staff, ability to immobilize others, the ability to put others to sleep, and the Fiery eyes and Diamond Pupils, intimidating horses, churning large bodies of water, sleeplessness, seizing the wind, enhanced smell, discerning good and evil within a thousand miles, Spirit Summoning, lock picking, and object transformation. Demon Kill Count: 5+ Unknown Number of Minions Human Kill Count: 1006 God's Defeated: 19 + Unknown number Defeats: 3 Crime List: Robbery, Murder, Mass Murder, Arson, Theft, Coercion, Threatening a Government Official, Resisting Arrest, Assault, Forgery, Employee Theft, False Imprisonment, Impersonating a Government Official, Treason, attempted murder, failure to control or report a dangerous fire, desecrating a corpse, breaking and entering, trespassing, violating Tree Law and looting corpses. Cry Count: 4 Mountains Trapped Under: 1

Current Tang Sanzang stats: Names/Titles: River Float, Xuanzang, Tang Sanzang, Tripitaka Abilities: Curing Blindness, making branches point a certain direction (allegedly), reciting sutras, pretty privilege, memorization and Heart Sutra. Cry Count: 16 Tight Fillet Spell Uses: 27 Paralyzed by fear: 5 Bandit Problems: 2 Kidnapped by demons: 3 Falling Off Horses: 6

Current Bai Long Ma Stats: Names/Titles: Bai Long Ma (White Dragon Horse), Prince of the Western Ocean, and third prince jade dragon of the dragon king Aorun Abilities: Transforming into a human, a water snake, and a horse, eating a horse in one bite, and flight. Crime List: Arson, and Grave Disobedience. Contributions to the plot: 1

Current Zhu Wuneng Stats: Names/Titles: The Marshal of the Heavenly Reeds, Zhu Wuneng (Pig who is aware of ability), Zhu Ganglie, Pigsy, Idiot and Eight Rules. Weapon: Rake Abilities: 36 Transformations, parting water, fighting underwater, cloud soaring and size enhancement Demon Kill Count/Kill steals: 1 Failed Flirtation/romances Attempts: 3 Cry Count: 1 Crime List: Sexual Harassment, Murder, Kidnapping and arson.

Current Sha Wujing Stats: Names/Titles: The Curtain-Raising General, Sha Wujing (Sand Aware of Purity), Sandy and Sha Monk Weapon: Monster Taming Staff Abilities: Fighting underwater and Cloud soaring. Kidnapped by Demons: 1 Crime List: Breaking a Crystal Cup, murder, and desecration of a human corpse.

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Last song: “April Sky” by Ten Towers. a good reminder that there’s no need to rush

Favourite colour: a warm muted purple or mauve. second favorite is sunny yellow!

Currently watching: fantasy high: junior year and dungeon meshi. a little bit of leverage and rewatching the untamed when i want something familiar.

Sweet/savory/spicy: sweet first and foremost, but savory is also very good.

Relationship status: single and content (much happier since figuring out that I’m aro.)

Current obsession: Baldur's Gate 3, the Strixhaven 5e game I play in, and naddpod (my beloved evergreen obsession.)

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