When your friends fight for you, it's because we want to.

Sun Wukong 26 Years Old Bounty Hunter

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“….Right.” Shouto was dubious, unsure if he really wanted to believe the explanation given to him. It seemed too thought out to be fake, but it also sounded like a load of bullshit. He also wasn’t sure if this guys abs were that noteworthy enough to really be considered a distraction. Sun had clearly never Iida’s thighs or Katsuki’s biceps or the way Izuku smiled. Now those could be considered distraction worthy. “Did it work?” He asked, clarifying if his abs really did distract people. // @stupiddumbnecktrap​

“Of course it did!” Slapping his stomach for emphasis, Sun grinned at the other man, his crayon momentarily forgotten. If he was going to lie his ass off to the begin with, he may as well double down. Make the story something really worth telling, and hopefully, just that little bit crazy enough it was believable, “Right up ‘til Neptune tried to help. Poor guy, had to buy him ice cream after just to fix his confidence.”

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“And that’s why you don’t wear your shirt-” Shouto glanced down at him, “-closed?”

It wasn’t his expectation to go out for a jog and be stopped by someone who couldn’t wear their shirt properly. Much over less a dropped crayon that the two of them couldn’t seem to find. It was far from public indecency, it’s just usually if someone was going to unbutton their shirt, they’d just take the entire thing off. This guy was not of that kind apparently. // @stupiddumbnecktrap

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“Yeah! I mean, we needed a distraction, and no one can resist this,” As far back as Sun could recall, he’d never given the same explanation twice. Most people assumed it was just vanity, Neptune was under the impression he’d been so poor growing up he could afford buttons, and he’d somehow convinced Scarlet he had some medical condition the required specific parts of his torso maintain precise temperatures or he’d die. He still wasn’t quite sure how he’d managed that one, “It’s a terrible burden.”

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Text: Sun➜ Odd

Odd: Uh I think it's a couple months

Odd: Not too hard tho!!! Just gotta study and all that jazz, but the classes and tests themselves aren't too bad!

Sun: Shit theres classes

Sun: I thought it was just a test ya know prove ya know all this shit and here ya go

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Text: Sun➜ Odd

Odd: I would hope that I know a few things

Sun: Thats good...good...

Sun: So say someone wanted to get a ged how hard is that

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Text: Sun➜ Odd

Sun: Yo ur a teacher right

Sun: U kno things

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lightening bug // yang&&sun

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“If I was trying to give you a heart attack, you would be having one.” She laughed, but it sounded empty. 

Yang was more than happy to oblige, stepping in so that they could talk in private about their affairs. She needed more. She was running low and it was the only thing that helped with the pain. She didn’t like to think about that, ignoring that portion of her brain more often than not. Phantom pains. It was a stupid. She didn’t even have anything left to feel pain in.

“I have money.” It was money that she had taken from what her sister and uncle had made this week, but it was something. Qrow had stopped fueling her addiction, but that didn’t mean that he had stopped giving her money. If this hadn’t of happened to her then she was sure that he would have hired her on to work for the speakeasy. But now?

She was just glad he hadn’t cut her off. 

He felt bad about what he considered taking advantage of an addiction, his fellow blonde displaying a few obvious signs of alcoholism, but like Scarlet said, you don’t just cut off your best customers. Yang may not buy the most, not with people like Junior around, but her business was reliable and much less likely to attract unwanted attention.

As long as her sister didn’t butt in.

“Offer still stands, ya know. Dinner and the drinks are on me,” It wasn’t the first time he’d asked for a date in lieu of payment, and probably wouldn’t be the last. She’d yet to say yes, and to be honest, Sun wasn’t quite sure how he’d react at this point if she did. It was more out of habit than anything.

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“You’re full of shit,” Barter snapped, claws digging at stone over and over in frustration. “What the hell would you know about fighting? I’ve bested everyone in every fight I’ve been in, and I’ve been in many. More fights then my scars show. You want to become another notch in on my wall?” If Sun was going to talk shit about her pride, he could at the very least back it up!

Snapping her jaw shut, Barter deliberately blew a cloud of smoke at the other, tail flicking in agitation. Maybe giving the prissy breed of dragon a chance was a mistake. “I thought you were fun. My mistake then.” // @stupiddumbnecktrap​

“Well, you don’t exactly see scars all over me, do you?” Mostly because he preferred talking his way out of things, but she didn’t need to know that. And it wasn’t like he’d never been in a scrape before! His race of dragon was just better suited to the acrobatic feats that had allowed him to avoid most attacks. Being noodley had it’s advantages, “But nah, I’m good. After, I’m just a prissy little lizard, not much bragging rights there.”

Now it was his honor on the line. Not fun? Clearly she’d never met the dwarves near his nest. He’d been tempted to eat them at first, but ever since they’d introduced him to mead they’d been thick as thieves, second only to his brothers and Neptune, “I guess we just have different meanings of fun. You just wanna fight. If you ever wanna race or party with some dwarves, you know who to call.”

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That insult struck deeper, eyes snapping open as he body tensed. Barter could feel the fire in her belly roar to life, flicking over her tongue as smoke trailed from her nostrils in plumes. Pushing herself up slowly, Barter turned towards her fellow dragon, head shifting to look at him. Her pupils were slits, lips peeled back to bare razored teeth at the other. Her claws bit into stone, an ugly sound of grinding filling the cave.

“I have been in more fights then you could care to know,” she growled out, a low rumble setting in her belly as flames started to build in the back of her throat. “Killed more. And I have always come out on top. Do you want a taste too?” Her tail slapped against stone, anger far more clear then it had been over gold. This was her pride. Her status as the toughest fighter in question. If Sun was going to speak so carelessly, he could do with a few scars of his own. // @stupiddumbnecktrap​

Despite the obvious rage, and the other dragon’s larger size, Sun couldn’t help feeling just the tiniest bit smug about getting under her scales like that. He could admit to himself the display was intimidating, and if it actually came down to an all out fight he doubted he’d be able to walk away without his own scars, but mostly he was just jealous about her ability to breathe fire...

“Just saying,” Turning away from her, Sun fought down the nervous swallow as he looked out toward the sky. As uninterested in her temper tantrum as he was trying to act, he wasn’t a complete idiot. He kept his other senses focused on her as he waited for a reaction, ready to take off at the first sign of hostility.

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Vervet Monkeys // Clint&Sun

Dealing with gangsters was always a bit of a double-edged sword. The money was good, like ridiculously good. Sun had once seen a guy tip Scarlet a twenty just for holding a door for him. On the other hand, the chances of a bloody, violent death went up exponentially with every encounter. The memory of Sage’s cousin bleeding out on the carpet was a little hard to forget.

Fortunately, for a gangster, Clint wasn’t so bad.

As the truck backed into the loading area, Sun greeted the man with a lazy handshake and smile. Compared to the other guys he’d worked with, the blonde genuinely liked Clint. He seemed a bit more laid back than most, and so far, had yet to kill anyone on Sun’s crew.

“Glad they sent you this time.”

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Snorting, Barter turned her head away, closing her eyes to rest. “You think I’m that shallow?” Barter laughed out, so obviously unaffected by the other’s ‘insult’. “You’re so damn judgemental about what I own, but what you care about is the shine of scales? I’m battle-torn. I’ve got more scars and missing scales then I care to count.”

Chuckling, Barter stretched out her wings to get comfortable. Like hell she’d be riled up that easily. “Prissy little lizards, so caught up on their looks. And you think I’m shallow.” // @stupiddumbnecktrap​

There it was again, ‘prissy little lizard.’ Sun was not prissy, he was practical. He wasn’t little, he was majestic. And he wasn’t a damned lizard, he was a dragon! A low rumble came involuntarily from his throat as his eyes narrowed on the larger European. Maybe this was why most dragons tended not to socialize with each other.

“Maybe if you were a better fighter you wouldn’t have so many scars.”

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lightening bug // yang&&sun

Yang had hung around this corner for a long time. Longer than she should have, seeing as it was a seedy part of town and while she looked the part of a regular, the knot in her sleeve was enough to mark her as easy pray if push came to shove. A few stern looks and they would leave her alone, but she didn’t want it to have to come to that. 

Luckily the blond boy found himself in her sights soon enough, Yang stepping out of the shadows with a smile big enough to put the sun out of business. Clapping her hand on the back of the boy, she directed that beam at him, the one that came from nothing more than unadulterated joy to see him. And more or less, what he could do for her. 

“What’s a girl gotta do to get a taste of the good stuff.” She said it low enough that the men that had been watching her wouldn’t be able to hear, though they had seemed to lose interest when Sun had appeared. // @stupiddumbnecktrap

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Sun damn near shit himself at the sudden hand on his back, the cigarette he’d stepped out for falling from his hand.

 Bootlegging earned enough enemies between the cops, gangsters you weren’t selling to, gangsters you were selling to, and the people who couldn’t afford our rates that it had been foolish of him going anywhere without Sage following from a safe distance. Up until those pearl whites entered his vision he’d thought for sure he was about to die, and even then he still wasn’t sure, mentally making a joke about her killer good looks.

“Yang! You trying to give me a heart attack?” Taking a quick look around to make sure no one had seen him jump, Sun finally returned his fellow blonde’s smile, “Nep just gave the okay on Junior’s next batch. Guy’s got more money than sense, won’t notice if it’s a little light,” And if he did, Sun was sure he could convince him the error was his, “C’mon in.”

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“Oh, so you’re not an overgrown cat?” Barter pressed, mouth peeled back and teeth bared in a gravelly laugh. Slapping her tail against the cave floor, Barter huffed and turned back to the sunshine, eyes closed as she enjoyed it.

“And here, touching a dragon’s treasure will get you skewered. You think I’m scared of a couple prissy lizards? Just don’t go nosing around someone else’s property.” // @stupiddumbnecktrap​

Overgrown cat...he’d eaten a cat once! That was just plain insulting. As if that wasn’t bad enough, she’d had the nerve to call his kind ‘prissy lizards’? At least they didn’t those big awkward wings on their back to fly. A couple of well-placed arrows from some angry villagers and the average European was grounded.

Gritting his teeth, Sun almost managed to ignore the insults entirely, being the bigger man as he so often had to do with Neptune. Almost being the key word, “If my scales were as dull as yours, I wouldn’t be so quick to throw insults around.”

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Blowing another, larger puff of smoke from her snout, the dragon nudged the other back towards the opening of her nest. Where it was more spacious and away from her precious gold.

“I’ve worked on my collection for years. Only my nest-mates is allowed near it.” Once Barter had practically shoved Sun from her private collection, Barter pushed past him to sit at the mouth of her cave, staring out and soaking in the sun’s warmth. “You’re too curious for your own good.”

“Watch who you’re pushing!” Grumbling under his breath, the smaller dragon grudgingly made his way over to the cave’s entrance. It wasn’t even that he wanted to stay in the dark, somewhat cramped space surrounded by the shiny objects. He just didn’t like being told what to do.

“Hey, curiosity only killed the cat. I’m fine the way I am,” Working on it for years? Now that just sounded pointless, “Ya know, back east, a temper like that gets you killed.”

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“Don’t touch that!” Snapping her jaws, the large green dragon clawed through her cave, slipping in between Sun and her mountains of gold. Golden treasures glimmered across the cave walls, towering even over the two dragons’ forms. Greed was the mark of her certain kind of dragon, and Barter refused to share her prized gold. 

Huffing smoke through her nostrils, the dragon straightened up. “You can check out my nest, but stay away from my treasures, got it?” // @stupiddumbnecktrap

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At the shout, Sun skittered back as if he’d been burned, which in all fairness, one more step and he might have been. Leave it to a European to be more concerned with a few shiny rocks and bits of metal than there nest. Back east in Mistral, where he’d hatched, battles over territory were bloody, but no one got into it over some trinkets they’d never use.

“I was just curious...” Uncoiling from where he’d retreated, Sun mentally cursed himself for his reaction. The western dragons could be temperamental at the best of times, and if he let Barter think she had dominance, she’d just walk all over him.

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AU Week 1: The Sun Dragon (Drabble)

One eye opening lazily to glare at the sky, Sun groaned at the realization that he’d now need to move in order to keep out of the shade. Rising slowly to his feet, he couldn’t help but admire the way his scales glittered in the light as he stretched first this way then that, the most satisfying pops running the entire length of his neck and down his back.

If he wasn’t the most magnificent thing on this world he didn’t know what was. What manner of creature could outshine the varying golds of his scales? Who could hope to fly faster, strike harder, or breathe hotter? Even amongst other dragons, Sun knew himself to be the most beautiful. Scarlet may be a close second, but the young red was far too interested in his hoard to properly groom himself as often as he should.

Awakened from his nap, and already standing, Sun leisurely padded over to the nearby lake, basking in the warmth provided by his namesake. Each of his siblings had their eccentricities; Scarlet his collection, Sage his quaint little cult that had sprung up around him, and Sun had his vanity. But in a world of short-lived humans, tiny elves, and hideous monsters, who was there to tell them they were wrong? That they weren’t beloved of the gods and deserving of the lives they’d chosen?

Staring down into the lake, he paused for only a moment to admire his reflection, for truly no being lived more awe-inspiring, more resplendent, more striking, dazzling, or majestic than he. He was the Sun Dragon, beholden to none, and the wilds were his to live as he pleased.

Snaking his head down to the water, Sun nearly lashed out in surprise when a long blue snout reached out from the lake to bump his own. Eyes clear as they sky stared up at him, his teeth barred in a humorous grin against skin that blended seamlessly with the lake even as the water rippled around this new dragon that had dared to enter his territory.

Backing away from the water, the righteous fury and heat pooling his chest was snuffed out as the blue followed him, the newcomer’s own scales every bit as brilliant as his own. The drops still sliding down his muscles only served to highlight all the stranger’s best features, and suddenly everything Sun knew about the world had been turned upside down.

How had he never known that there, just next door, had been another being just as perfect as he?

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✉ sunshine || finn&sun

finn: oh! thats something i can work with..

finn: say, scarlet really likes fashion doesn't he?

finn: replace all his clothes with something absolutely ridiculous

finn: also steal his eyeliner for a day

Sun: ridiculous? u mean like assless chaps and mesh shirt?

Sun: that could be fun

Sun: what about replacing it with magic marker? not so toxic but big and clunky

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✉ sunshine || finn&sun

finn: uhhh what if he gets that stuff in his eyes?

Sun: yeah guess that could go bad

Sun: hes careful but probs shouldnt take the chance...

Sun: i could hide his clothes next time he takes a shower?