Sanji Is Having A Crisis, Its Fine

sanji is having a crisis, its fine

part two

(i plan to make this a comic in five parts.)

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I said what I said, igneous rocks are the superior rock type.

Week 7 of posting thin sections!

Today we see some Muscovite doing the worm. Honestly when I first saw this I was flashbanged by so much colour I had to look away for a few seconds.

Now for the nerds out there curious:

What we see here is called ✨Lepidoblastic Texture✨, which is a metamorphic texture in which platy or tabular minerals are aligned to produce a planar fabric.

Meaning all the minerals like to do the conga because it is the only way to cope without breaking from the massive amount of workload their boss just gave them.

Also the winner of favourite basic rock form goes to:

Sedimentary Rocks

dark au shanks doing random shit of your choice.

Week 7 of posting thin sections!

Today we see some Muscovite doing the worm. Honestly when I first saw this I was flashbanged by so much colour I had to look away for a few seconds.

Now for the nerds out there curious:

What we see here is called ✨Lepidoblastic Texture✨, which is a metamorphic texture in which platy or tabular minerals are aligned to produce a planar fabric.

Meaning all the minerals like to do the conga because it is the only way to cope without breaking from the massive amount of workload their boss just gave them.

Also the winner of favourite basic rock form goes to:

Sedimentary Rocks

YESSS. GIMME MORE LOSER SABO SOMEHOW RIZZING LOSER LAW!! <33 they are both insane and they are insane together <33

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A week later

But aye, It worked this time bro

sabo would give law his heart without a second thought both because it'd be the ultimate sign of trust, and also because sabo thinks it's the most intimate, rawest form of love there could be. he'd let law keep his heart in a glass box on his nightstand knowing he will protect it and find comfort in its rhythm. the most important piece of sabo, always near law, in his hands, in his custody, in a solemn vow.

law would give sabo his heart, too. he would look at it beating in his hands, a little faster than normal, and find solace in the display. to feel his heart be caressed instead of squeezed, to let it be used not as a threat or as blackmail, but as a promise... it's a new, devastating, intense feeling that burns him up from the inside. it's scary but oh, so freeing.

two hearts distant from their original bodies but never misplaced, beating in sync.