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[savoryi]

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[youlookkindadead]

i've seen quite a bit of confusion about this, so let me attempt to clear things up :

empathy is the ability to feel somebody's emotions as though they are affecting you personally. for example, somebody tells you "my dog died last night!" -> you now feel as though you've lost a pet personally -> you feel grief and sadness just like the other person. not everyone has empathy. it's a trait some people develop and others don't. some have high empathy, some have low empathy, some (like me) have none.

sympathy is the ability to understand and care about somebody else's struggles, even if you don't feel them yourself. so, somebody tells you their dog died -> you realize how this affects them emotionally -> you care about this person, and are upset that they are suffering. not everyone has sympathy either! it's a scale, just like empathy.

compassion is doing something to relieve another person's suffering or make them feel better. somebody tells you their dog died -> you don't want them to remain upset -> you come up with ways to help them feel better, like offering comfort and distractions, or other forms of support. compassion is a learned trait, not something you can be born with like empathy or sympathy. anyone can learn to be compassionate, although some may struggle more with it than others; it's a skill, just like anything else.

however, none of these are required to be a good person. that's a choice you make on your own accord. i hope this clears things up!

[yukizme]

nanami kento swore that he didn't love you. he just memorized your coffee order because it was the most basic decent thing to do. not because it gave him an excuse to talk to you, even if it was for two minutes.

nanami kento swore that he didn't love you. he just always kept a spare hair tie with him because you once mentioned that you always forget to bring an extra with you during missions. not because he always remembered every little thing you had ever said.

nanami kento swore that he didn't love you. he just didn't particularly like gojo, especially when he was making you laugh. not because he wanted you to laugh like that with him.

nanami kento swore that he didn't love you. he just felt his heart drop to his stomach when you got injured on a mission because that's what he'll feel for any other colleague. not because he couldn't bear the idea of not seeing you ever again or hearing you call him 'kento, my angel.'

nanami kento swore that he didn't love you. he just asked to be paired with you because you spoke the least amount of nonsense and you proved to be a good company. not because he was slowly losing interest in talking to anyone else who wasn't you.

nanami kento swore that he didn't love you. he just read the books you recommended because they were already on his reading list. not because he wanted to talk to you all the time about everything and anything under the sun.

nanami kento swore that he didn't love you. he just brought you your favourite food whenever you seemed in a bad mood because he needed you to focus on the task. not because he didn't like seeing you upset and the thought of you being all sad and teary-eyed made his heart hurt.

nanami kento swore that he didn't love you. he just hated the idea of you loving someone else.

[glossykissies]

okay i’ll bite, here’s where this line comes from.

clark knows that sometimes if you’re in a mood, all you really need is a good orgasm— however, the pair of you aren’t always in the place or position for him to fuck it out of you. sometimes, you have to settle for riding his thigh in the back of the truck.

he’s not rushing you and you like that, his body all big and comfy for you to slump over into. he even neatly folded your skirt and panties on the seat beside him beforehand as he gently guides your hips over his jean-clad thigh.

“m’sorry w—was bein’ a nightmare before.” you hiccup, going all soft on him now you got your way, voice coming out muffled into his sweater. he smiles, rubbing a big hand up and down your back.

“hey don’t be sorry. what kind of guy would i be if i didn’t look after my sweet girl when she gets all fussy, huh?” his tone is light despite the way his flagpole of an appendage is creating a throbbing tent at his crotch. he doesn’t mind going without, right now was about you.

“fussy.” you repeat like you’re trying it out, tongue heavy as you nuzzle further into his clothes, dragging your hips. you like how it sounds, it’s the right word to use — it describes just how you were feeling without being overtly offensive to your state. clark was gentle like that, he always knew the right things to say.

“mhm. fussy.” he hushes warmly.

your tummy warms as your clit catches over a fold in the denim material and you whine unsurely at the sensitivity, feeling a fresh wave of hot arousal seep out of you and onto his jeans. as if sensing your worry about this, clark kisses your temple, rubbing your sides. “its okay, it’s okay baby. when you’re ready to let it go, just let it go. i’m right here.”

your jerky pace picks up a little, and you swear you feel the truck swaying just a little — and timing it perfectly like he always did, clark waited for you to nearly get there before he started spewing praise, knowing how hard it makes you cum.

“pretty girl. that’s it. i know that feels good baby, keep going for me, okay?” he’s sweet, and soft, and it’s all it takes to send you hurtling over the edge. you rock on his lap, letting out desperate and almost pained cries as he soothes you through it. you press your mouth just below his collar bone and he smiles, flushed in the face at how he feels your saliva seeping through to his skin.

“aw are you drooling on me baby? does it feel that good?”

he wasn’t even teasing you, simply in awe at the way pleasure would possess your body — leaving you feeling safe and judge-free in his embrace.

when you finally lift your head, slowing your hips you look all puffy and messy like you’d just woken up, blinking your doe eyes at him, pupils dilated to hell and back.

“theres my favourite girl.” he grins and you suck in a shaky breath, still trying to orient yourself. to ground you, clark rubs a thumb over your cheek. “you really liked that.” he observes and you nod, leaning into his cheek. “maybe i’ll wear jeans more often, then.”

[sweetestflow3rs]

a bump in the day

[linolinoing]

WIFEY! ♡ SKZ CODE EP. 61

[thebrainrotsreal]

Freeing myself from the shackles of an organized comic format to get this idea out of my head!! Also, just follow the numbers if the layout is too confusing otherwise, but basically I want Spectra to be Jazz's Nemesis so bad. It just makes sense.

SO: the hypothetical episode's showdown would be them battling, and no Danny, he's already got beef with a packers obsessed billionaire. Now, Spectra's got the high ground with overwhelming power, but she's sloppier and easily irritated because of it! Jazz then outsmarts her, getting her angry enough to make enough mistakes to be corned and canned by the thermos.

Also minor spelling error ugh, meant to put "no one could", not "no could".

[ryllen]

appearance wise, at least

[deadgirlsam]

sammy's emogirl laptop stickers you will always be famous to me

[bryscorner]

A HOT NEW BOMBSHELL ENTERS THE VILLA–

looking at him LITERALLY makes me forget that there is such a thing called CONTROL and COMPOSURE. I have caught myself absolutely TWEAKING all throughout the day over any media that he’s in. help.

[savoryi]

♡ self-indulgent muu kusunoki layouts!

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[kayla-claw]

Agere moodboards: Day 6

(late because I had a bad mental health dayy...oh and I went out to eat after the bad day so good bad day. But bad)

[cherubslament]

𝘐’𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 24/7 ♡

[thegardenofbae]

I cannot OVER-EXPRESS how critical it is for you to identify your codes of dress and start recognizing patterns in your outfits/wardrobe - and what you often repeat. It will truly make the practice of building a wardrobe that embodies you, not only easier, but 100x more pleasureable. For instance: a/w - you’re more than likely to catch me in a some variation of an LBD paired with a tights with a denier range between 20-100, and finished off with a pair of pumps or knee high boots. Instant banger - and SO many variations to choose from. Just some food for thought 💭

[sweetestflow3rs]

messing up a job from cody when he's at low love has its consequences

[intramoon]

Celeste Orouke ⤷ wednesday's ex-fiancée, drew's aunt, violinist, sharp tongue, "blue-eyed devil"