fuyutora enthusiast

the implications this one singular image has is fucking crazy… listen:

- sanzu/peh yan bffism is REAL. sanzu’s got his arm around peh’s shoulder, i’ve never seen him physically friendly to anyone 😭 peh and sanzu have a bond absolutely no one, not even pahchin, understands. they don’t talk a lot but they each have a strange, unsettling energy about themselves that they rub off on each other and encourage the other to feed into

- potential angry/sanzu bffism… i firmly believe if anyone knows souya aside from his own brother it’s hakkai OR SANZU. sanzu likes hanging out w him because he’s quiet too unlike these other idiots. sanzu probably knows exactly how to get souya to crack a smile, however small it is. i bet souya leans into sanzu during meetings or hangouts to whisper snarky ass comments because he knows sanzu won’t tell a damn soul

- i couldn’t even imagine sanzu and hakkai getting along in any scenario prior to seeing this image but now i’m thinking they probably practice sparring and fighting with each other all the time. maybe sanzu learned how to fight with a fucking pipe from hakkai. they’re a pair, again, or few words, but they’ve got a quiet respect for each other. brothers that take the beating for their sisters gotta stick together, you know?

- fuck. this last one has me vibrating out of my skin. the implications of a sanzu/chifuyu duo is… making me insane. genuinely. stick with me.

sanzu knew baji first. sanzu knew a version of baji that chifuyu never did. (stick with me, imagine this image is post valhalla arc, after they’ve lost baji) chifuyu knew a new baji that sanzu was unfamiliar with. a baji that wasn’t the best friend he’d grown up with. there’s a mutual resentment between them after baji’s death, because they each miss a version of baji the other had, they each feel bitter about memories that don’t belong to them.

but i think they could bond over it too. not in a sweet way, though—in a way that’s bad for them, almost toxic. they want to hate each other but they can’t, too drawn to the other begging for stories about their friend. chifuyu tells the story of baji trying to do better in school for his mothers sake and sanzu almost cries because he remembers the vivid and vicious love baji and his mother had for each other. sanzu tells chifuyu that baji has always been bold and brash, has always been thoughtful and kind, and chifuyu almost can’t bare to listen to it.

they bond over their grief. but they don’t get better because of it—i can only envision them each being the worst influence on the other. not understanding how to handle the grief, how to handle the pain, how to move on. so they indulge and encourage indulgence in their bad coping mechanisms—but they do it together.

fuck i can smell a fic brewing stick ur hand into my tokrev cage i promise i don’t bite