Problem Free
Sanzo loved the satisfying sound of the stamp making contact with the papers. As much as he hated paperwork, he loved the stamping process. The tedious dullness of stamping can often be nerve wrecking to ones mind and sanity, Sanzo was definitely not an exception, but when Sanzo was pissed off and annoyed to his limit, stamping was his savior.
He felt an intense satisfaction and relief when banging the holy stamp onto documents. Each stamp was each of his problems taking the form of ink and transferring to paper. Hell, the paperwork itself was a problem; it was a two for one situation!
The more pissed off he was, the harder he stamped. Often times, he banged onto the papers so hard, the ink would leak onto other parchments. Like he gave a fuck. Despite how kinky and Gojyo-like the statement may sound: the rougher the better.
There was a strange ambivalence to how stupid yet beautiful this form of stress relief was. It was so simple, he didn't have to hassle with some sort of weird stress relief mechanism or ritual; he just did his job. Another two for one situation.
Loads of paperwork? Stamp.
Annoying people? Stamp.
Lack of sleep? Stamp. Maybe even a smoke too.
"Saaaaanzoooo!" Goku's voice and body barged into the room, barged into Sanzo's peace, barged in as a new problem. Goku froze in mid-jump and looked up at his forehead.
Stamp.
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I haven't updated in years, but I found this old sheet of paper with ideas and I really wanted to give some of them a try. I noticed I did this checklist sort of behavior with Sanzo twice now, the first on the previous fic. Ah, how repetitive. I'm ashamed.
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