dirt bomb

One Piece Chapter 864


Just… Glorious.

I remember that when Katakuri was introduced, I was shitting myself because I thought he would be such a hard opponent. Turns out he is almost fucking useless lmao.


All the stuff he said made me smile though… He is furious that Big Mom curved him? Bitch you had the exact same plan, Big Mom was just better than you on this. You got what you deserved.

I’m getting more and more disappointed at the treatment Pudding is receiving. By the end of this arc, she’ll be a good girl I tell you. Oda’s attempt to make her look “bad” once again in this chapter was kinda awkward. It almost felt like he doesn’t know what to do with her anymore. And now that one of her brothers treated her like dirt, Sanji in his shiny armor will come and help.

Not that I don’t like Sanji, but was this really too hard to make a bad bitch out of Pudding, huh?

Brook’s head rolling on the floor and Luffy laughing at it omg cuteness!!!

Ichiji, Niji and Yonji made me LAUGH my ass of, but then I was so fucking shocked at what Reiju added: they are so emotionless that even the aspect of dying doen’t do much to them. Incredible.

But what really amused me is… The Vinsmoke spent one chapter sitting on chairs while everything was going wild around them.

They spent one chapter waiting like… Am I the only one shocked or what? xD

anonymous asked:

Rei-Rei likes bubble baths now... so much that they dive bomb the dirt in the flight room to get as much of it in their feathers as possible so I have to give them one. Digger even helps by digging up the muddiest bits for them to make a face mask out of (by both face planting in it and then hissing conspirators delight at each other)... why did I not go to a seal shelter or something?! Why???!? Welp bubble bath time /again/...

This is the best thing I’ve ever read and I’m not even fucking lying


anonymous asked:

I'd love to see more of Knight Qui-gon and his Master Obi-wan. Maybe something he fantasized doing with Obi-wan all throughout his apprenticeship and now has the opportunity to try?

“I’ll live my life knowing that I love you.” Qui-Gon swallowed but refused to look away from those deep deep pools of green that stared up at him. “I couldn’t tell you that before. I couldn’t tell you so many things because I knew you wouldn’t…that you couldn’t…” He reached out and slowly took the callused hands of the other Jedi. “And for a moment I feared I’d never get to tell you at all.”

Obi-Wan gave a slow blink before smiling softly at him from the medical bed, bandages peeking out of the pale blue medical gown covering his collarbone. “Did I scare you so badly Qui-Gon?” He whispered, voice faintly raspy.

“You have no idea.” Qui-Gon breathed out, bowing his head as he felt his hair tickle the nape of his own neck.

Obi-Wan, high on painkillers as he was, carefully squeezed the knights hands, the pressure faint but there. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, you were heroic and wonderful and all those Senators owe their lives to you.” Qui-Gon leaned in more, pressing a soft kiss to Obi-Wan’s forehead. “And because of the bombing they decided to work more closely to create peace between their warring factors.” He rested his forehead against the master’s.

Obi-Wan let out a soft noise and reached out, stroking the others temple and hair to tuck it behind a large ear. “I like your hair.” He smiled.

“Yeah?” Qui-Gon whispered.

“It suits you.” Obi-Wan hummed, letting his hand rest on Qui-Gon’s shoulder.

“I’ll grow it out some more then, we’ll see how long I can handle it.” Qui-Gon whispered some more before pressing his dry lips to Obi-Wan’s forehead, his own hand stroking over the bandaged chest.

He could still remember the shattered building, glass having exploded inward from the bomb, dirt and glass scattered all over the conference room.

And Obi-Wan.

Standing in the middle, arms spread wide, his ragged breathing so loud in the stunned painful silence after such a blast as shards and debris floated around him, the Jedi having taken the impact of the blast to protect the Senators.

Blood on the front of his tunic as he had not bothered to protect himself, shards of glass lodged in his own body.

So much blood as he had fallen to his knees.

Qui-Gon swallowed at the memory and pressed a soft kiss to the others brow again. “Don’t do that again.” He whispered.

“Mmmmn, Jedi. I’ll do my duty.” Obi-Wan hummed, drowsy as he slowly slid the arm around the others neck, resting his arm there as he slowly leaned up to press a soft kiss to Qui-Gon’s lips instead, beard tickling Qui-Gon’s stubbly face.

It was a gentle pressure.

Soft as Obi-Wan really didn’t have the energy for much more at the moment.

“When we get home.” Qui-Gon murmured as he pulled back enough to look at the others eyes. “I’m taking you out on a date. To one of the botanical gardens.” He murmured, smiling when Obi-Wan opened his eyes a bit more.

“Botanical gardens?” Obi-Wan laughed, his voice breathy. “The temple has gardens Qui.”

“Uhu.” Qui-Gon grinned back. “But not like this one. I got a particular one in mind with cherry trees, the flowers are almost about to fall. I want to take you to see it, have a picnic with you.” He shifted a bit on the others bedside.

“That…that sounds lovely Qui…I’d like that…” Obi-Wan got out, eyes threatening to shut.

“Once we’re back on Coruscant.” Qui-Gon promised before gently pulling the others hand of his shoulder and carefully tucking it under the blanket. “Once we’re home.”

“Mmmn.” Came the sleepy answer in return.

“Sleep well Obi-Wan.” Qui-Gon whispered.

junkenstien  asked:

jinx, junkrat and tiny tina are all trans and gay and id die for them,

trans + gay culture: ratty clothes, dirt, bombs
(also i didnt know who tiny tina was so i looked her up n found a cute pic of her styling junkrats hair shes already part of the trio..)

just a couple things i noticed about peridot in “catch and release” and writing them down in hopes that it’ll make me stop screaming internally like an angry desert rain frog

speech quirks

peri seems to have a tendency to get things slightly off in her expressions, namely in the two following cases:

  • “What’s your shirt?” (ironic response to steven’s earlier “what’s on your shirt?” prank)
  • “You may have won the war, but the battle isn’t over, crystal clods!” (”war” and “battle” are switched up, i.e. it should be “you may have won the battle, but the war isn’t over”)

then there’s several slurs/insults she throws at the CG

  • “pebble”
  • “filthy war machine”
  • “clods”
  • “insufferable half-form traitor mega-clods”
  • “dirt bombs”

homeworld perspective on crystal gems/rose’s rebellion

it’s probably stating the obvious to say that peridot’s dialogue is colored by her homeworld upbringing, but it still provides an interesting insight on a few things

“You smashed me into a limbless clod!” 

this seems to imply that “clod” might be a term for a gem without artificial enhancements, such as the limb enhancers.

“Oh my stars. You’re going to harvest me?” 

besides the cute af way her voice shrills and goes quiet here, it seems like she doesn’t quite understand what’s with all the bubbled gems until steven explain it for her. this makes me think either a) bubbling is just not a thing on homeworld or b) she genuinely thinks the CG are going to “harvest” her gem, whatever that may mean.

“Look, over there. Another planet to betray!”

canonically, not the first time the CG have been called traitors by a homeworld gem, but this makes peridot the third non-CG gem to acknowledge them as rebels. plus this implies a certain bitterness in peridot about the issue and subsequently a blind, most likely indoctrinated hatred of the traitors on earth.

“As if I’d negotiate with you, filthy war machine!”

a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it stab at the concept of fusion. the CG (and garnet especially) view fusion as something wonderful and positive, something that makes gems stronger. jasper - and now peridot - look upon it in a much more negative light. jasper sees fusion as a “shameless display” and a “cheap tactic to make weak gems stronger.” peridot sees fusion as a something that instigates conflict, unclean, and generally disturbing to the peace.

“Is that a weapon?”

not as deep as the previous lines, but it’s very telling of her fear of this strange planet she finds herself stranded on and her general doubts about steven’s good intentions.

stress & fear

as adorable and smol as peri is in this episode, her caginess, agitation, and mistrust, while completely justified in her case, absolutely break my heart. because in her position, let’s be real, we’d all be fucking scared as hell.

cute af expresions

if the average tumblr user and the tumblr community had a spirit animal, i’m pretty sure it would be peridot.

These are muffin-like donuts with buttery croissant bits folded into the batter, rolled in melted butter, cinnamon and sugar, filled with pastry creme and topped with a swirl of vanilla buttercream on top. They’re somewhere between a Cronut, a cupcake, a Dirt Bomb and the Malasadas that we get from the Portuguese bakery in Provincetown.