The Thunder Saga Of Epic Is Making Me Fucking Salivate. I Love It, I Am Fucking Feral About It. Mutiny

Holy shit, I've been scrolling through the Zolu tag for about six or seven minutes now and I've already come across like five of those accounts that are literally just porn. I don't want to go onto the zolu tag and see naked/semi-naked women. I go on the zolu tag to see the other people who are as critically invested in these brilliant men who love eachother unfathomably, not for boobs.

Whilst Eurylochus isn't as faultless as my baby Polites, doesn't mean everything was his fault. Did he open the wind bag? Yes, yes, he did. Did that directly lead to poseidon killing of the crew? No, it didn't. Poseidon would have taken revenge on Odysseus and his crew either way, not just because they were pushed further away from Ithaca. As observed in the snippet of 'get in the water', we've seen that poseidon is more than capable of appearing anywhere in the ocean. Ergo, he was going to kill them all anyway, Eurylochus just spiced things up by changing the location they died. Furthermore, he wasn't wrong to mutiny against Odysseus, and realistically, he wasn't the one fully at fault for zeus and 'thunder bringer'. Now, I'm not saying he's faultless because most of the blame definitely falls onto him. What I am saying is that he was tired and hungry, and he'd given up. Think about it, he'd probably not eaten in days if he stopped off at the first island he came across and killed the sun God's cows. He'd just mutinied against his captain, his friend. Suddenly, the lives of all the crew rest souly on his shoulders. And he's just so tired. Tired of Odysseus ignoring his concerns, tired of seeing his friends and comrades die, tired of seeing Odysseus change for the worst and tired of being hungry. He wasn't in the right state of mind, he'd completely given up by the second half of 'mutiny'. During 'thunder bringer' he doesn't sound angry or even very betrayed. He just sounds apathetic, he's entirely given up at this point. He wants it all to end, and I can't say I blame him. What I'm saying is that, in this situation, would anyone have done anything different? With several gods already looming over you, wishing for your destruction, being so tired and so hungry, and having seen so many of your friends die would anyone really have left those cows?

Tldr; Eurylochus isn't entirely at fault, nobody is entirely at fault. All the actions taken are understandable. They are just humans and they make mistakes.

Do you think Katakuri could turn his Mochi into a glome?

Yes, our lord and saviour katakuri the mochi man is so incredibly versatile that he can do absolutely anything

At the behest of a few friends, I have started watching JJBA. I was told I am able to watch it whatever order I want, so I've started with part 5 and I am currently on episode 10. Here are my nicknames for these dudes so far with the actual character names courtesy of said friends:

1. Boob window twink 1 - Giorno

2. Boob window twink 2 - Buccerati

3. Piss kink twink - Abbacchio

4. American flag boi - Mista

5. Swiss cheese - Fugo

6. Mathless - Narancia

7. Yogurt cheese bowl - Fromaggio

8. Pickle Rick - Pesci

9. Mafia daddy - Prociutto

10. Mellon boy - Melone

11. Emo jester - Risotto

12. Devil fruit - Ghiacchio

13. Italian ice cream - Gelato

14. Rich people ice cream - Sorbet

15. Nylons - Trish

16. Pigtails - Illuso

17. Torao 2.0 - Jotaro

Preview of the Steven-Dave saga chapter something that isn't chapter one:

Steven-dave was fucking pissed. Eurylochus had opened the bag again. He ran across the deck, assisting his comrades and checking on those who seemed to need further help. He was sure he and Polites had convinced Eurylochus to leave the bag alone, but realistically, no one else would dare to enter the captain’s cabin, rummage through his things, and actually open the bag—except Eurylochus and Polites. The waves were still rough, and the wind howled in his ears, though he could vaguely hear Odysseus calling for Eurylochus to help him close the bag. Not that it mattered now. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Polites following his lead, helping those in need. Steven-dave's eyes darted around, frantically searching for his friends. He knew Polites was safe; he had just seen him. Odysseus and Eurylochus had closed the bag and looked a bit windswept, but nothing a few minutes with a hairbrush couldn’t fix.

He scanned the rest of the men on the ship, checking their wellbeing but discarding them when he realized they weren’t his closest friends. The longer he went without seeing his friend, the tenser he became. People were starting to notice, especially when Eurylochus managed to come up behind him and place a hand on his shoulder without him noticing. It took a firm but reassuring squeeze for Steven-dave to become aware of Eurylochus' presence. For a man of his size, that definitely said something. The action did what it was meant to do, and Steven-dave became aware of his surroundings, not just the people in them. He silently thanked Eurylochus before resuming his search for Bobicus, though not as single-mindedly as before. After a moment, he spotted Bobicus helping a crewmate untangle themselves from some rope. Bobicus looked no worse than the others, though he desperately needed a brush through his hair, but he seemed uninjured.

Relieved to find Bobicus alive and well, Steven-dave rushed over to him. A nagging feeling in the back of his mind told him he’d forgotten something important, but he didn’t care. He was more concerned about keeping all of his brothers (yes, even Odysseus, though he’d never say that out loud) safe and within his sight. By this point, the rest of the crew had gathered their bearings and begun taking stock of the ship and their remaining supplies. As they worked to right the ship, the sea began to churn almost noticeably. The waves grew taller, the wind picked up speed, the clouds darkened, and the air became tense for no discernible reason. The memory of a similar moment hit Steven-dave like a freight train: Poseidon. He had forgotten about the god of the sea. As if summoned, Poseidon appeared in all his horse-like glory.

Beneath the rippling surface of the water, said man began to ascend, his body slowly emerging from the depths. His head was the first thing to break through the surface, his long black locks flowing behind him like ink dispersing in water. Strands clung to his forehead and neck, contrasting his bronzed skin. Water streamed down his cheeks and jawline, cascading off in delicate rivulets that shimmered under the evening sun.

His shoulders followed, swathed in silky ebony hair. Droplets of water clung to the contours of his collarbones, sliding down the curves of his chest, following the path of his hair. His arms followed, his muscles tensed and his veins bulging. The water ebbing and flowing over the sculpted ridges and valleys of his well defined muscles. As the water reached his wrists, it spread out, trailing over his large, powerful hands. The glistening liquid slipped into the grooves of his palms, following the natural lines and creases, delicately tracing each callus and scar.

Next to come into view was his abdomen, the sculpted muscles of his abs drawing more than one wandering eye. Not that steven-dave could say much, the god was incredibly attractive when he wasn’t trying to kill him and his friends. Each droplet of water that slowly trailed down his body emphasized how well defined and toned his muscles were.

This is quite obviously my first draft and very unfinished. I'm using @anniflamma 's poseidon design since that's the one I personally think is the coolest. The two Characters I've added into this are the titular character Steven-dave and his bestie Bobicus.

Reading more of TCF at the minute and I would just like to say, Mary deserves the world. That's it, you may continue scrolling.

Musk wishes he could be as awesome as I am

Further questions regarding the edibility of one piece characters:

Do zoan types taste different in their human, animal, and hybrid forms? For example, would kaido taste different in his regular, hybrid, and dragon forms?

Does armament haki have a taste? If yes, does it taste different for every person? Does zoro's haki taste different to luffy's?

Does chopper taste like a reindeer or a human? Like, he ate the human fruit, so there's a chance he'd just taste like a human.

What would marco's phoenix form taste like? I think it would be something like spicy chicken but not spicy enough to cause pain. Like, bird + fire + healing = not painfully spicy chicken

Would queen be safe to eat? Like, disregarding any illnesses I may contract from eating a literal dinosaur man, the chances of me trying to take a bite and having some circuitry exploding in my face is probably too high for it to be worth it

How would king taste? And what would be the texture of his meat? Would the areas closer to his fire taste spicy? Would they just be really well done? Like, are the parts the fire touches like jerky whilst the leg is just normal meat? Or is it that the closer it is to the fire, the spicier it is?

Apologies for any misconceptions or mistakes, I'm still nowhere near wano, so I don't actually know if any of these have answers or are even feasible lol

Whilst I haven't reached WCI yet, I am aware of Katakuri and some of his powers. As such, I'd like to pose the following questions about Charlotte Katakuri:

Is his mochi edible?

Can he change the flavour of his mochi?

Does the mochi have any nutritional value?

If someone took a bite out of Katakuri's mochi and he turned back into flesh from mochi, would the piece that was bitten off stay as mochi or turn to flesh?

Idk, me and a few friends were just chatting about katakuri and this just popped into my head.

Help, I just finished reading Iron Widow and I'm not okay. Like, I'm fully convinced I'm about to go through catastrophic heart failure.