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poetry-protest-pornography · 8 months ago

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Okay, MSI episode 3 ramblings, mostly copypastaed from me yelling at @hotasfahrenheit while I watched:

MING STOP BEING MEAN ON PURPOSE CHALLENGE

Let Joe buy cute mugs ffs you jackass

"if we keep living together, you wouldn't want me to be your boyfriend"

AT LEAST HE'S HONEST AND A LITTLE SELF AWARE

If these couple mugs were accurate, the one that isn't a black cat would be a big puppy.

Mia: Ming is mean when his emotions get too big and he doesn't know what to do with them. Like a little kid.

Me: I know, but it makes me want to punch him

AND THEN he has the audacity to be sad about it five seconds later. My dude, you were the one being a dick.

You emotionally bereft idiot

Mia: No one ever taught him emotional regulation. They taught him feelings were bad so that when he has them and gets called out on them he gets snippy

Mia: I really wonder what his dad is like

Me: I am actively afraid of what his Dad might be like

Mia: We've only met his mom briefly and she was trying to control his life

Me: And unaware he's gay. Or actively ignoring it

Mia: Staying with Joe isn't just about their relationship, it's also about getting away from his family.

Me: oh 199%

Mia: Even if he doesn't know how to process them or express them, when he's with Joe he's allowed to have emotions

Me: Oh, for sure. You can see him start to allow himself to feel things in teeny tiny doses, and then he panics and lashes out, and then he feels bad. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Oh gosh

This reaction to the real estate brochure

Like, Joe brought a reminder of the life he's actively running away from Indy the little bubble of self determination and someone who actually likes him, and he got so smad

And then cute-manipulates Joe into forgetting about it

Joe: what do you think about crypto?

Yin: buddy you are too stupid to even try that, please do not

Mia: I feel like..... I feel like part of why he's latched on to the being in love with Tong for so long thing is because while it hurts that he can't have Tong because Tong is with May, that also makes it safe to have those emotions because he doesn't have to fully deal with what they would mean in a relationship

Me: Oh, 10000%! He doesn't know how to feelings, so he puts all his positive ones into his relationship with Tong, because they're safe there, where they are frozen and useless and can't go anywhere, so he didn't have to worry about dealing with them

Mia: He's never been in a relationship, he doesn't have friends, he doesn't know how to deal with another human's thoughts/feelings/interests/tastes/preferences/emotions/anything in conjunction with his own, and being attached to Tong means he doesn't have to

(I fixed a very funny typo for clarity lol)

Me: Oh, the foreshadowing about the production where Joe dies. Oh no

Does he take that job to make money to get away from Ming? Or to try to win him over (not that that's necessary, but drama logic is "I need to be more successful to earn love")

I think Joe starts to break this down really early, the things where Ming is like, disconnected from how other people feel/think) etc. Where Ming recognizes what Joe feels, and he latches onto him initially because Joe clearly likes him (and a little because he can be a huge dick to Joe and Joe will allow it), and he is just reveling in being so openly adored.

But then he notices little details about Joe, and sees when he's upset him, and sometimes makes an effort to fix it, and he starts to care about the little details, and he's already holding onto Joe *so tightly*, even before it goes to the inevitable cuckoo-bananas level of possessive that I know is coming

Ugh, Tong is SUCH A FUCK NUGGET

I want him to die painfully

I want everyone to take turns hitting him with a car

And then spitting on him and lighting him on fire

I love Mek, I want Tong dead

Oh no.

More foreshadowing and I want to throw myself into traffic

THEY'RE IN A BOX AND THERE ARE HORIZONTAL LINES CONNECTING THEM

I AM NOT OKAY. NARRATIVE BOXES ARE HAPPENING.

Joe's little taps on his chest 🥰

Wut: oooh, is he your booooy-friend? He looks faaaancy

I keep remembering the wet sheets and screaming internally

Aw, Wut really cares about Joe (she said, in episode 3, before she understood how right she was, and now she cries)

SHRIMP PEELING IS A LOVE CONFESSION, MING! DON'T YOU WATCH DRAMAS?!

(Ming would 100% percent be like "what do you mean I never say I love you? I peel your shrimp?!?)

Look at Ming, showing interest in another person! And smiling not like a serial killer!

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(there was a small discussion on the luckiness of shrimp and the too many leg-ness of those giant prawns)

"these are yummy, I want more"

"Fine, but this is a one time only offer, from now on, you're the shrimp peeler"

"Okay then, for today I will enjoy the endless shrimp for no.99"

Oh shut up, Ming, you love how cute Joe is being right now. It's okay, you're both the princess, it's fine

The crew: it's too bad we never got to see the director kick Tong's ass. Hashtag RELATABLE

Everyone fleeing when Tong shows up when they were trying to shit talk him 🤣

Ming, get your shit together

I'm trying to process Ming's face when he sees Tong at the table with Joe

He is definitely not happy to see him? Almost nervous for the two of them to be in the same place?

He's obviously confused

But it feels a little like he's partly confused about why he isn't happy about Tong being there

He kind of smiles, but it's delayed?

It's after he says hello, not when he sees him, and it's really small and reflexive

Mia: He also doesn't want Joe to figure out that Tong is the reason he was into Joe to begin with and I think he knows Joe might start connecting dots if he's not careful

Like I think by this point he's genuinely into Joe for real real

Me: oh, absolutely

But he isn't really sure what to do with that, the emotionally repressed idiot

Mia: But as with LITERALLY ANY DRAMA where someone gets interested in someone else for the wrong reason, he knows it was the wrong reason even if it's real feelings now

Me: yeppp

Oh good, Sol and Joe are hugging, so Ming can come and be jealous and mean

Yep, there it is

Joe is trying to set a boundary, good job, baby

Ming is absolutely ignoring it, and he kinda gives up, but like, the effort was there

Oh Ming, you stupid little hypocrite

"let everyone see and know you're mine... Oh no, not him though"

"only I'm allowed to be in the same place as another man"

Joe, close and lock your door, I'm so serious

Ugh, too late

Mia: I feel like Ming's possessiveness is understandable (NOT excusable) when you consider that he cannot be possessive of Tong because Tong is his sister's boyfriend? So he's like extra over the top with the "this one is MINE" because he couldn't have Tong

Like he finally has someone that's his and only his and he wants to keep it that way

But since he isn't good at relationships or emotions he just goes too far

Me: Absolutely this. He doesn't know how to not hold on too tight, because he's never had someone he can hold onto at all

Mia: He expects other people to try to take Joe from him because he wanted to take Tong from his sister (even tho he never really acted on that in any direct way)

But that was because he loves May, where people like Sol have no reason to not try to take Joe

Me: Exactly! And he knows for a fact that Sol wants Joe, and he also knows that he's not a good boyfriend

Mia: And sure yes theoretically he should trust Joe but Tong's interest in him was never deep enough to pull him away from May and make him go to or stay with Ming so why would Joe's interest hold either

Like Tong didn't choose him when he had another option so he thinks if Joe has other options he'll also choose someone else

Me: So it's a real threat, and that that is to the tiny bit of happiness that he's clawed out for himself, away from his family, with this man who thinks the world of him (and like, none of this is healthy or good, but when you get a little glimpse of what you could have if things were different, you tend to hold on as tightly as possible and see everything as a threat)

Mia: I KNEW YOU WOULD BE ON THE SIDE OF MING IS A PROBLEM BUT I LOVE AND UNDERSTAND HIM

Me: He is absolutely the problem, but he is *my* problem and I will make excuses until he is either better or worse

-- you have no idea how on this side I am. I was ready to love him when he was just a straight up toxic ass red flag armada. Now that I know he's a sad, lonely man who didn't learn how to have feelings? That's my man, I love him and I will wrap him in a blanket and take him to do much therapy, and pat his head when he expresses an emotion --

Tong: hey, bestie!

Joe: who are you?

Mia: Ming is so so SAD of a character and I just wanna hug him and drop him off at his therapist appointments then pick him up and take him out for milkshakes

Me: Yes!

It really reminds me of everyone picking Ray apart, and we were like "oh, you don't know any alcoholics"

But it's "oh, you don't know anyone why was emotionally neglected and have a decent relationship with your parents"

Mia: Also they don't convey it well in the show but apparently Ming is supposed to have been only like 17ish when he met Tong, so he's like 21ish when the show starts

He's a BABY

Up is obviously older than that

But the characters are supposed to be fairly young

Me: All twenty somethings are stupid and bad at relationships, we need to give them a break

Oh Tong, you could not be more wrong about Joe, or more punchable

This is that thing where you accuse other people of doing the things you are doing, you gold digging piece of shit

Every time someone says the word "stand in" to Joe, it hurts my heart

They're snuggling and watching a movie and they're so cute 😭

And soon, Ming is going to kidnap Joe.

The duality of man 😆

Look at our boy, noticing how someone else is feeling!

"are you happy?"

"What's that?"

Oh, Ming...

The smiiile

I'm gonna cry

Careful Ming, you're starting to sound like a mildly competent boyfriend

The puppiest eyes a grumpy cat had ever made

Oh man, this is literally only like, half the episode.

To be continued, this is already so long

Continued here

#my stand in

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izupie · 6 years ago

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‘Beep Beep Beep’ - Chapter 9 - Tranquility

This is a different kind of chapter, but hopefully you all like the result. I was very pleased with it in the end (it went through many versions and rewrites aaa)

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A persistent buzzing sound woke Izuku up gently. He blinked in confusion and looked over to where it was coming from – a tiny blinking green light on his bedside table revealed his phone was the culprit. Oh, he’d got a message.

He’d turned his phone onto silent mode since the day he’d got it, so he didn’t even know what any of its tones sounded like. It wasn’t like anybody ever contacted him on it except his mom anyway, so he’d never had a problem with leaving it on his bedside table while he slept. He didn’t think it had ever gone off during the night before. It was odd for something like a phone vibration to wake him up though, since he slept so deeply.

Izuku pushed himself upright and reached for his phone.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Izuku jumped and slammed his hand onto his alarm. It had startled him so badly that his phone had slipped right out of his fingers and clattered to the floor between the bed and the table.

His heart was still pounding as he picked up the old clock and checked the cracked display; it read ‘5:00’ in softly glowing red. That explained why his phone had been able to wake him up – his body clock usually got him up around this time anyway, even if there was a rare occasion that he didn’t set an alarm. He let out a small huff as he tried in vain to turn down the volume, but the button for it had broken a long time ago. When it woke him up through sleep it seemed quieter somehow. He tapped the volume button harder, but it still did nothing, so Izuku placed the clock back onto his table in defeat. It had been stuck at maximum for quite a while but hearing its broken volume properly for the first time made him suddenly very conscious of his neighbours. The sound wouldn’t be able to travel that loudly through walls would it?

Izuku ruffled his hair and threw off his duvet.

He really needed a new alarm clock.

Izuku stretched his arms above his head, feeling the satisfying pop of sleep-settled bones in his back and elbows, and absentmindedly rubbed his scarred arm as he glanced guiltily over at his to-do list, catching sight of the reminder to ring his mom. Maybe he’d offer for her to have the clock back instead of throwing it away? She got overly emotionally attached to stuff like that. (Which was why she had a loft filled with an embarrassing amount of boxes of baby photos and old toys.) But that would kind of feel like he was returning her gift, despite it being years old… He supposed there was space on one of his comic book shelves in the living room… It could live there as a memory of moving out to university rather than as an actual functioning clock, since the display was cracked too.

Maybe he’d grown to become overly emotionally attached to stuff too and hadn’t even realised it. His mom had always joked that the only thing he’d inherited from her was her height, but he knew from the sad smile she gave the photo in her purse (when she thought he wasn’t looking) that deep down it didn’t really bother her to think that he was more of his father than her.

Not that he knew much about him.

Izuku splashed cold water onto his face and rubbed it dry vigorously with a towel. Yesterday had been a stressful day, so he was feeling a little more tired than usual. At least getting up on time meant he had plenty of time for his standard morning routine.

He was trying desperately not to think of Ochako, but in trying not to think of her it of course meant she was all he could think about.

He put on his gym clothes and tried to focus on the workout routine he was going to do; he’d read a great post on Instagram about a training set that would put more focus on his core muscles. It sounded like it was going to be tough, but he relished the challenge. Though he probably wasn’t going to be quite so enthusiastic about it when he was complaining about his aching body to Denki in the ambulance later.

Izuku checked his watch and grabbed a banana from the fruit bowl on his kitchen table while the kettle boiled. It was definitely a coffee morning. The banana was a little browner than he would have liked - since he hadn’t gone shopping in a while and he often neglected to eat the fruit he bought, despite insisting on always keeping the fruit bowl full - but it was the energy that he needed. Still waiting for his old and slow kettle to boil, Izuku opened his cupboard and winced at the baskets of pills and first aid kits he still had stashed away in there. He really needed to sort it all out. Some of that stuff was probably out of date. He picked up a box of vitamin supplements and swallowed a little vitamin tablet down dry. He’d been very prone to accidents and illnesses as a child, and he’d been so scared about dying and leaving his mom all alone that he’d developed anxiety towards his health. When he’d moved out of his mom’s house he’d taken all of his remedies with him, though he’d slowly started needing them less and less.

Nobody ever would have believed he would end up being a paramedic; meek little Izuku who visited the doctor’s every other week with his injuries and maladies. Toshinori was the only one who truly believed that he could do it. Even his own mom had been concerned about how he would deal with surrounding himself with the very thing he’d been falling into his whole life. But that had been part of the reason he’d wanted to do it. In the end it was his own experiences and hard work that had helped him to grow beyond his anxieties and his accident-prone nature, and now Ochako had opened a whole other world of life outside of his work that he was excited to explore too. Friendship and enjoying someone else’s company… preferably hers.

Izuku shook his head to stop that train of thought while he added a touch of cold water to his steaming mug of coffee and downed it all in one go.

He couldn’t wait for her to come back, but he hoped she was doing okay and getting some quality time to heal up, though he was sure her parents would be taking good care of her.

The door locked with a definitive click behind him as he turned the key to his apartment, then he took off at a brisk jog down the corridor.

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It was only when Izuku finally made it into the ambulance that he remembered his cell phone. Denki was lounging in the passenger seat, cursing and swiping his finger on his own phone.

“C’mon, be a shiny, be a shiny. Damn- it’s not shiny. Gonna catch you anyway for leading me on- Hey, you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost bro.” Denki continued to swipe virtual pokéballs across the screen on Pokémon Go, not even appearing to look up as Izuku settled into the driver’s seat. (It was his turn to drive.)

“Oh, yeah, I’m fine,” he sighed, “I just saw your phone and remembered that I got a message on mine this morning, but I dropped it before I could check it. So it’s currently still sandwiched somewhere between my bed and the bedside table.”

Denki hissed between his teeth. “Man, I’d be losing my mind if that was me. I didn’t think you’d be that bothered though, don’t you leave it in your locker while we’re on shift anyway?”

“Yeah, but what if someone needed me! And I’m sitting here with no idea. I should have checked it,” Izuku lamented, placing his forehead on the steering wheel. What if it had been Ochako?

“What if it was your girlfriend?” Denki finally looked up from his phone, somehow echoing Izuku’s thoughts.

“Sh-She’s not my-” Izuku jolted upright and waved his hands in a fluster but stopped as he saw the grin on his friend’s face. “Evil,” he mumbled with narrowed eyes.

Denki laughed. “Ah, you’re too easy, bro. I should feel bad ‘cause you’re such an easy target.”

Izuku put his forehead back onto the steering wheel with a tiny thud. “Thanks.”

Denki laughed louder and patted Izuku’s shoulder playfully, then leant back in his chair and folded his arms. His voice was uncharacteristically serious when he said, “Dude. Listen to me. I know all about relationships and-”

“I thought you’d never actually been in a relationship?” Izuku pointed out from the steering wheel.

“Fu- that’s- hey, that’s literally not even important to the point I’m making, okay. I could have had a relationship before now. I’m not afraid of flying solo, so I’m just biding my time until someone meets my crazy high standards.” Denki pouted. “Anyway, I’m trying to have like. A moment here. Bro to bro. So…”

“Oh, yeah, sorry. Go on, I’m listening.” Izuku could barely hide the amusement out of his voice. He smiled as he sat back up to give his friend his full attention.

Denki cleared his throat a little. “Look, it’s simple - you just need to ask her out.”

“I’ve been trying to,” Izuku groaned wearily. That’s his big advice?

“Well try harder!” Denki gripped a fist in front of him in a battle pose.

Izuku was about to protest that he’d been trying as hard as he could, but he blinked and thought about it instead. Had he been trying his hardest? At any point he could have asked her out if he’d really gone for it. The times they’d been interrupted, or something had disconnected their schedules… He could have forged ahead and found a way around any obstacle if he’d really put his mind to it. That’s what he was good at. He thought of the flowers currently sitting in a saucepan of water on his kitchen table (on account of him not owning any vases). Try harder… That had been a step in the right direction but… It was such simple advice, but maybe Denki was right…

Ochako could have died that day…

The realisation hit him; it was time to be bold.

Denki must have seen that he was seriously considering what he had said because he continued in a smug voice, “See? I know what I’m talking about. From what you’ve told me about her, it sounds like she’s totally into you. Next time you see her you’ve got to go for it man, seize the day, go big or go home!”

“That’s actually... Wow, um, thanks for the advice Denki.” Izuku scratched the back of his neck, affection lighting up his smile. He spent so much time working with Denki that he forgot that they’d already built up a strong bond, just from how much they had to rely on each other and work so closely together. He was a jokester and didn’t take himself or life too seriously, but he was a loyal friend. It made Izuku even more determined to invite his friends to do fun things outside of work.

“You two will be one of those really grossly adorable couples,” Denki added, pulling a face.

Izuku gasped and playfully tapped him on the arm, pretending it was a punch. “Hey!”

Denki grinned and swatted his hand away. “Too easy.”

Usually a call came in while they were taking over from the night shift crew and getting settled into the ambulance, but today the radio was silent. Between incidents they would drive around the local area, ready to attend anything if they were contacted, so Izuku put the vehicle into gear, pulled away from the hospital and followed a familiar route around the city. Denki occasionally got his phone out of his pocket and cursed and muttered about shiny Pokémon.

Izuku could feel the anticipation of getting to his own phone like a background buzz through his mind as he drove. It had been days since he’d been able to work without something on his mind. Ever since he’d met Ochako…

He guessed he needed to prepare for the next seven days being like this. Hopefully they’d be able to stay in touch and it wouldn’t seem that bad.

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By the time Izuku dragged himself back through his front door they’d attended a vast array of different calls and incidents. He shrugged off his coat and threw it onto the kitchen table, beside the saucepan holding the bouquet of flowers, ruminating on the most notable calls they’d attended as he shuffled into his shower. There was a young woman who’d broken her arm in a horse riding accident, an old couple with scrapes and bruises after a minor car crash, a lucky young boy with some bruises that had fallen out of a tree and terrified his parents, and a middle-aged man who’d had a cardiac arrest at work. Denki had successfully shocked the man’s heart back into a rhythm with the defibrillator, but it had been a stressful call, and had kept them busy long after their shift had supposed to end.

Attending patients like that made Izuku glad that he chose the career he did. Without the two of them that man would certainly have died – cardiac arrest was as bad as it got. But he was safely in the hospital and things were looking positive for him, so Izuku wanted to check on him tomorrow and see how he was doing. It felt good to be able to do that without fear of Kacchan catching him checking in on the patients and yelling at him. The air between them was clearer now, though he suspected Kacchan would never be friendly and pleasant, but that was okay – it’s just the way he is.

Izuku gratefully stood under the shower’s hot spray and sighed. His days were long and hard, but he couldn’t imagine doing anything else. The water soothed his tired muscles and washed away the sweat of a good day’s work, so for a little while he simply stood and let the water run in hot rivers over his skin. He rubbed his scarred arm gently and flexed it up and down, working out the stiffness and aches.

Once he’d rubbed his hair vigorously with a towel and put on a sleeping shirt and some sweatpants, he made his way back into the kitchen, flopped onto a chair, and laid his head on his arms. Not only had it been a busy day, but the new workout he’d tried meant that nearly every muscle was aching, so it would be amazing to eat some quick food and climb into bed-

My phone!

Izuku leaped up from his seat so fast that his chair screeched and fell backwards with a clatter, and he ran to the bedroom, almost sliding to his knees on the carpet in his haste to get down to the floor. His hand groped in the narrow gap between his bed and the small bedside table and he crinkled his nose a little at the feeling of all the dust on the carpet, knowing he hadn’t ever put the hoover down there the whole time he’d lived in the apartment. Finally, he felt his pulse quicken as his fingers closed on something solid.

Izuku pulled it out with a triumphant sound and unlocked the screen. His eyes widened. Eleven new messages. That was more messages than he got in a whole month.

They were all from Ochako.

<Mmmm, just had some home-made stew, and I couldn’t stop thinking about how much you would have loved it!! (>v<) I hope you’re not working too hard Deku! And please eat something filling and wholesome if you are! (I know I know it’s like the pot calling the kettle black) (omg my mom’s terrible small town phrases are rubbing off on me and I’ve only been here one day,,,) (I’ll come back into the city and you won’t be able to understand me!!) Also I finally convinced my mom to stop sending me into the garden now the sun’s going down. I told her I’m feeling better but if I stay out there in the cold too long I’ll just get dick again>

<*SICK>

Izuku hadn’t been able to stop smiling the whole time he’d read through her messages. He could almost hear her voice while he read them.

It made him sad to think that she hadn’t had a reply from him all day.

He looked at the timestamp on the last message and realised she’d sent it half an hour ago, so chances were she’d still be awake. She’d said she can only receive and send messages when she was in the bathroom, so it’s not like she’d get it until tomorrow anyway, but he’d still send it, he decided, tapping on the screen.

<P.S. excellent autocorrect fail!! X>

Izuku huffed out a little laugh as he tapped send on his final message and smiled tenderly at his phone. A knotted, concerned feeling lifted from him; knowing that she was going to be having a nice week away was both comforting and sad.

He missed her.

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<Ah! Sorry I just got your message, I was having lunch out with my parents! There’s this amaaazing little restaurant near the farm my mom works at, and they use all the produce from it. I swear you can taste the Freshness ! It’s literally a signal black zone though. Oh! There’s this really cute wishing well that they’ve built into the restaurant so I threw a coin in it and made a wish (can’t tell you what it was though or it won’t come true!!) but I did take a good selfie with it that I’ll probably make my profile picture as soon as I return to the land of reliable internet x>

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<Don’t worry! Hope you’re having fun looking at some old memories! We finished on time today so me and Denki are having an after work coffee at a café you might know well… Your friend Mina was there and she said to tell you that she’s having to cover some of your evening shifts so you owe her, but she also said to tell you that she loves you and misses you. She’s so funny – and so full of energy! Hopefully I’ll get to see you there too one day?? X>

<Aaaaa! I can’t believe you went to Uravity! Please tell me that Mina didn’t tell you all the embarrassing stories she has of me! (>A<;) If she did, they’re all lies!! (I’m glad you can’t see me now actually, I’m sitting on top of Iida’s shoulders in the parking lot of the town hall – it’s the only place signal gets through here!) (again, don’t ask how we found out.) x>

<I’m dying over that image, and I don’t even know what your friend looks like! I loved it at Uravity, the stars and planets and stuff are really pretty. I can see why you like it. I’ve never even seen you there, but just the aesthetic and being there reminded me so much of you :( xx>

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<Izuku? Are you free? Xx>

<??? Xx>

<Sorry, just saw your reply! Ah no don’t worry! It’s ok! Night shift sounds rough! Please get some good rest tomorrow! You’re so kind Izuku, ready to jump in at the last minute to help out a friend. It’s not long until I get to come home anyway, so we’ll see each other then for sure! Can’t wait xxx>

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<It’s been nice to be looked after by my parents again for a little while but I’m ready to come back home now. It’s been nice to have a bit of tranquillity, since I’m always so busy and I don’t really make enough time to enjoy the little things - but I’m working on it, something you inspired in me xxx>

<I’m missing friends and I actually really miss my job. Every morning my dad makes himself a coffee so by the time I get into the kitchen there’s this lingering coffee smell and it makes me nostalgic xxx>

<Ok. I told my parents I’m going home tomorrow. I’ve enjoyed it but I really want to get back - so I’m hopping on a train tomorrow afternoon. Should be back in the city about 7.30ish? I could get a taxi from the station, but they’re so overpriced, so I’ll get the bus to the apartment - which means I’ll be getting home about 8 ! (^o^) I know that your night shift starts around then so we won’t be able to see each other, but I’ve still got a few days off work for my sicknote, so I’ll be in all day the day after! Xxx>

<Xxx>

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<Wait,, omg are you there??? X>

<It’s so good to talk to you in real time! Xxx>

<I’m just getting ready for work, I’m having ‘breakfast’ haha x>

<I’m not going to encourage anything but you should totally get the coffee xxx>

<That’s completely encouraging me!! xxx>

<Man, it sucks that we’re going to just miss each other :( xxx>

<Oh, got to go! It’s pulling into the station! Xxx>

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charlienozaki · 7 years ago

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Hi May i ask for you to rank the strawhats in terms of intelligence and alcohol tolerance? Thank you

Anon, you sent this like last weekend—I’m sorry I’m just getting to it now! 💀

Intelligence is kind of difficult to rank tbh, because we know the Straw Hats are all smart in their own special ways and pretty much geniuses/prodigies in their various areas of expertise. So I feel bad ranking intelligence when it comes in so many different forms. But I guess, if we’re talking like…book smarts/test score-wise, then it would go like this…(I’m gonna tack alcohol tolerance on too)….

1 - Robin. I mean the girl is scary knowledgable (emphasis on scary 😂) about most things in the world, so she’s gotta be number one.

Alcohol tolerance ranking: 3 (out of 10 Straw Hats). I’m puttin’ her pretty high. I think alcohol would affect her. I can see her getting kind of giggly and cute after a few drinks. But I think she’s super self-aware, so she wouldn’t show the effects as outwardly as some of the other crazies on the crew. She is a dignified goddess of darkness at all times.

2 - Chopper. Also scary smart when it comes to medical things. I was tempted to rank him lower though, because otherwise, he can be pretty naive. But ultimately, I’m not sure I would equate his sometimes childish behavior with being unintelligent. He’s still our lovable little nerd.

Alcohol tolerance: 9. HORRIBLE. And he’s underage! Keep this boy away from the booze. Holy hell.

3 - Nami. Arguably the most all-around sensible member of the crew, until money comes into play, but even then, she’s budgeting and managing shit constantly. Honestly I think she could easily be equal to or even switched with Chopper. I’m only gonna put her lower simply out of respect for Chopper’s studying efforts and dedication. Nami’s put a lot of time into her craft, of course, but she seems to be more of a natural talent to me.

Alcohol tolerance: 4. I think she can handle her liquor, but when it gets to her, BOY it gets to her. But only after a lot.

4 - Jinbe. I mean, Uncle Jinbe’s older so he knows his shit about the world, and he’s proven to be very tactically proficient. I wanna see him interact with the crew more….like how will he fit in during day-to-day life or when they’re all just goofing off during their adventures? I still think he’s intelligent, but I really wonder what kind of personality he’ll display once he’s a fully integrated member. It’s still kind of hard for me to imagine at this point, tbh.

Alcohol tolerance: 2. He’s a fish, but he’s hUge so I think his tolerance would be pretty high. Second to ONLY ONE…. (o_+);;; (gee, I wonder who…)

5 - Sanji. He’s a smart dude when he’s not being an IDIOT. But no, he can be a crafty bastard when he wants to be or when he’s not distracted in various ways. He is very emotionally driven though, so sometimes I feel like he doesn’t always make the smartest decisions, but he’s definitely aware of what those decisions are.

Alcohol tolerance: 8. SHIT TOLERANCE, at least in my mind. But he just strikes me as the type to fall apart after one wine. Especially when ladies are involved. Get him some water and send him to bed. Or just knock him out. For his own safety. 👋

6 - Usopp. Ugh, I feel bad ranking his intelligence this low because he’s NOT DUMB. He’s really brilliant and he certainly has some of the best common sense and self-preservation skills on the crew. But I think his intelligence is a little quirky and unconventional, so by traditional standards, others on the crew would be higher.

Alcohol tolerance: 7. I don’t think he could handle too many drinks before it sets him into his ultra cool manly mode and puffs up his bravado in silly ways. Keep him away from tall cliffs and make sure he remembers he can’t fly.

7 - Franky. Again, technically brilliant at his craft. Of course you need intelligence to build fucking ships and all the weaponry and machinery he designs. I think he definitely sees the world through that one lens though. If there’s a problem, his mind isn’t necessarily going to jump to the most straightforward or streamlined method of dealing with it. Oh, the fridge is broken? I’ll fix it, but how ‘bout I also mod it into a fighter jet that can walk on water and serve you breakfast in bed?…. There’s a time and a place, Franky. 😉

Alcohol tolerance: 5. Pretty good. But is that really alcohol in his mug? Methinks it is cola. 🤔

8 - Brook. “He’s not unintelligent!” I continue to scream as I justify ranking these last few so low…. But for real. He’s obviously got the life experience to trump all of his crewmates. No one could survive as he has if they didn’t have something going on in their brain—-except he doesn’t have one. Yohoho. I think his loyalty and emotional attachment to the crew and the comedic extremes of those emotions sometimes hinder any outward displays of intelligence we could get from him. So, compared to others, here he is, at number 8.

Alcohol tolerance: 6. Just prop him up at the piano when he gets too loud and obnoxious. Let him channel that energy into song. 🎶

9 - Zoro. Now this child really is dumb. That’s all I have to say about that. 😘 (Kidding, of course. I love him……………..but come on…)

Alcohol tolerance: 1. Heyo though, he’s the world’s greatest boozeman, so congrats on that!!!!! 🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺🍺

10 - Luffy. And our captain comes in DEAD LAST. Loof, you’re the best, but if thinking hurts you this much, then you just keep doing you and burst into shit without a plan. 🤷 It literally works more often than not.

Alcohol tolerance: 10. Also sticking him at DEAD LAST for this. I actually think it’s a rarity that he drinks. Give him meat and he’s good. This boy though….he’s a wild child every second of every day. If he did drink, would there be much of a difference? I can see him becoming a lot more wiggly, just limbs everywhere. Like those tube man things they have outside of car dealerships. Now there’s something Japan should get on tbh. Give me all the Straw Hats wobbling around outside of Tokyo Tower. I digress.

Anyway, there you have it. 😎

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