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#monkey wisdom
contactlessdrivethru · 3 months
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there is something unique and deeply special about monkey d luffy as a protagonist. he’s overwhelmingly ADORED by the fandom. he’s consistently the most or at least top 3 most popular characters in the whole series. peoples takes about him are gushingly positive. and that’s… really uncommon.
a LOT of fandoms i’ve witnessed or been in have a tendency to favor characters other than the main character. especially in anime. the main characters are often written as a blank slate for readers/watchers to project onto, but that makes them not as interesting and so they don’t get the fan attention.
but luffy is so far from that. and he’s ALWAYS been this way. we love him so much. he’s the heart of the story and the heart of the fandom in every single way. and i think that speaks to how well-written he is as a character. he’s fun and charming and complex and interesting and he makes us laugh and cry and cheer and hope and love. he’s able to inspire so much joy in people, both in his world but also in this one. and i think that’s really special. i feel so grateful to have found this story that means so much to me, and i’m so grateful that luffy exists.
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brawnie · 5 months
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One Piece High Fashion part 2 by Wisdm on Instagram
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vulcanette · 5 months
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wisdom posted a ONE PIECE collection with over THIRTY looks. click here to see them all, I’ll post some favorites below:
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axoplasim · 9 months
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Hi I'm insane about them
When I found out their names I went insane and crashed into a pole "Wisdom", "Courage" IM GOING INSANE /POSITIVE @journey-to-the-au
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joyboyish · 8 months
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when the strawhats left thriller bark lola’s crew thanks luffy for giving them the sun… followed by the sunny sailing away in the fog with a large shadowy figure with glowing red eyes shaped like imu in the background…
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network-warrior-01 · 11 months
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Wukong: Come on,bud! Get down from there!
Peng *up in a tree*: I AM ONE WITH MY KIND NOW!
Azure: What are you doing?
Wukong: There were birds in the tree and I told Peng that he should go say hi to his brothers, so he climbed up the tree to spite me but now he won't get down.
Peng: I WILL NEVER COME DOWN! I'M WHERE I BELONG! CAW CAW B**CH!
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makiruz · 5 months
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Okay so in Journey to the West they mention 4 Celestial Monkeys: the Stone Monkey, that's Sun Wukong, the Six Eared Macaque, you know him; and there's 2 more: the Red Bottomed Horse Monkey and the Long Armed Ape Monkey.
So it suddenly hit me; Lego Monkie Kid revealed in season 4 that MK is also a mystic monkey, which makes 3 celestial monkeys in LMK canon, is the show bringing this element from the story? Are we getting a fourth monkey in the future?
Also, reference material:
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ma-aera · 7 months
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by @ma-aera on Tumblr
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as-i-watch · 1 year
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When i find myself in times of trouble 🎼
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redeadepression · 6 months
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John Marston is a little weanie crybaby pass it on
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wisdomshouts · 4 months
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Getting Through the Dark Night
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alexoreality · 2 years
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@charkyzombicorn @yuukioku77
Kozuki Luffy AU where Luffy is Oden and Toki's eldest child who wanted nothing to do with being an heir and wanted to become the Pirate KIng thanks to Oden telling stories about Roger and his crew.
Timeskip, Momo gets sent to the future. Hiyori stays in the past and Luffy is de-aged and is sent to the future as well.
Due to the trauma of witnessing his his home burned down, hearing his mother's last words were a prophecy of all things. Luffy's brain basically deletes his memories as Kozuki Luffy.
Dragon picks the baby up, he send he'd only care for it for a while 'til he found a suitable orphange but nope. He got attached, his name is Monkey D. Luffy now.
Ace lives. Cuz Izo recognized Luffy (even if Luffy didn't recognize him) and saved him himself, Seat stone bullets sure are handy.
WCI is different since Luffy felt something off about Big Mom using her kids as measly tools?? That wasn't how a mother should treat her kids! Wait, how the flip does he know that? He ends up taking Katakuri and Pudding with him. (Pudding gains a crush on him too lmao)
TO WANNNOOOOO!!! He gets his memories back thanks to Pudding and some help from Raizo.
"How do you feel?" His eyes were shadowed by his bangs, but he had lifted his chin up. The others wished he hadn't, the pure anger and sorrow didn't belong on their captain's face.
"Like a widow." Luffy muttered, standing up and walking out the remains of the small shack.
The eldest Kozuki found himself infront of his retainers' 'graves', Kin'emon's grave. It was an insult to him! His fist met the ground and all the stones trampled to the ground under his rage.
So? SSOOO???
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noodlesandhistory · 5 months
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Hey Tang, can gods like the Monkey King get sick?/genq
Ah! That's a good question!
Hmm... well, I must say there's not really research on this at the moment, but judging from my own observations with Monkey King... I think it's definitely possible!
Considering he's able to get pretty badly scratched up, I'm willing to believe he'd be able to get sick... Immortals don't really seem to be impervious to absolutely everything... I guess we'll just have to wait and see!
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get bathed loser
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onceuponanaromantic · 2 years
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the great sage (avoiding the horses’ plague)
(written for @flashfictionfridayofficial​‘s prompt: FFF167: Leap of Faith. Not related to anything else I’m working on, but a resurrection of a very old story idea I never finished! Title, quite literally, Sun Wukong’s. Enjoy!)
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While there is rather less green and quite a bit more grey, he could see why the humans called cities concrete jungles.
             He cackled, throwing himself into a backflip off the streetlamp steel to land on a windowsill. The lamps cast his shadow upon the pavement as he flew, the remaining leaves rustling off branches as he flew. Autumn had always been his favourite time of year, more so now that the Jade Court had bigger things to worry about than his eminent self.
             Wukong had thought they had forgotten him, to his indignation. What a horror, to be forgotten! Him, the great monkey god! He had angrily climbed a taller specimen of those buildings the humans had constructed in his absence, only to reach the garden to loud shrieks. It rather turned out that they hadn’t forgotten him, but rather were struggling with bigger issues. Such as getting humans to believe in them again.
             He hadn’t quite got their meaning, but apparently, in his absence, there had been a deep erasure of their existence in favour of some other god. He gathered it had been violent and rather miserable, judging by the exhaustion in the farmer’s eyes and the shudder in the tails of the animal spirits he had come across. The forests fluttered sadly to him, the great peach trees of his home mountain reaching joyfully, if fearfully towards him. He had searched, almost frantically, for his old compatriots, the great monkeys of the Mountain, the great rulers of the hill in his absence.
             He felt the fear grip his heart, and he understood why they no longer worried about him.
             He had found the daughter of a daughter of one of his old advisors. She looked upon his face, fingers reaching gingerly to his staff and the family marks upon his fur. He remembered the way her great-grandmother laughed arrogantly as she threw gods out from the mountain for daring to disturb her rest, and his voice shuddered as he asked her where the rest of them were.
             “They hide.”
             He had felt a surge of revulsion. What was there to hide from that the mountain could not protect his own? But she had only nodded solemnly, her fingers clenching the same way her ancestor’s had.
             “I stayed here to wait.”
             And so she told him the story of how the monkeys had gone out, mischief used to defend their forests using mist and the warm waters of streams flowing out from the rivers. But the rivers had dried and the forests burned, and one by one, they had stopped responding to her messages. The forest itself poisoned and the rivers stinging where they once soothed, she told him the story of how her family had been chosen to remain as the strongest and wisest.
             The waters of time had long since taught him not to rush off impulsively as the anger, fear, and grief warred in his heart. If he had been younger, he would have drawn his staff immediately, surged off in a burst of wind to the forests to seek out his monkeys. But age had told him to wait and research. To learn more about this new world, to listen to the spells the human now cast, the whispers of the forests until he learnt how best to help those he considered his.
             It hadn’t been all gloom. She told him proudly of her younger sister picking the freshest apples from the conqueror’s banquet, throwing them into the air and disappearing in a laugh. She told him of her partner’s twisting the river to throw the humans off balance as they tried to sail down it, calling the current to his will. She told him about her own visit, leaving her young daughter in charge, to the Dragon of the East River.
             “Does his palace still miss its pillar?” He asked, laughingly.
           “He remembers you. And so does his palace.” Hetao said, responding with a smile of her own.
             And he had talked the night away, staying and resting for weeks until he had been ready to reenter the city.
             It helped, of course, that he had always been drawn to mischief. He looked at the arching neon sprays of paint across school walls and added rude points of his own. He stole important documents from offices, folding them into flowers and scattering them in mounds across the ground. He threw himself into the air, again and again, seeking the same joy he had once felt in it. He shifted form, bird, fly, mosquito, lion, human, and then monkey again, tricking swans as he dove into lakes as a fish before taking flight.
             Wukong sought out the warriors of this time, his staff in hand as he kicked and slashed through fights. He bowed after, of course he did, and he always held back his strength, but it was always just a little bit not enough for him.
             He tricked other spirits and demons, but it was no fun.
             And all this, he did while he waited, while he learned how to craft an identity for himself to live in this world as he did his research. He learned the new mediums for trickery, shifting himself as easily as he did while alive. It was a fascinating experience, as he remembered fondly how he first learned to shift between forms, as he applied those same lessons to learning new things.
             No one believed in his name, but it was no bother. They invoked him casually, teenagers bored out of their minds while stuck in their homes. He deigned to respond sometimes, sparks of magic that shorted out the capillaries of electricity to their places, sudden colour changes to plain facades. But he had learned to listen, and so he did.
             What use is constantly leaping, after all, if you don’t know what you’re jumping into?
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claire-starsword · 1 year
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Only noticing now but there’s plenty of illustrations where Mars’ eyes show up brown instead of blue and that’s enough excuse for me to think of him as brown-eyed now. We don’t need any more heroes with blue eyes in this series. There has been Enough.
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