#HIIIII. KISSES.
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mattodore · 3 months ago
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Hi ❤️
Does Matthias have problems keeping friends? How is he doing with Imani? Would you say that they are best friends who know everything about each other's everyday lives? Theo likes her? Do Imani and Matthias meet often? Does he tell her about Theo and things like that? Does Imani accept Theo if so?
matthias definitely has problems keeping friends, but that's only because he doesn't try to make friends in the first place. if it weren’t for imani approaching him first to figure out what his deal was when they were kids then they never would have interacted. matthias was very anti-social as a child. he's also... sort of unsettling to people who've been around him for an extended period of time. like, sure, he can play up the charm for awhile but when he's not performing he's very quiet and moves around in a way that normally makes your hair stand on end once you notice the stillness or the circling pattern to his steps—actually i'm just going to copy-paste these q&a answers i've given about him before:
“Matthias is never in any kind of rush. He leans and lounges and sprawls. He doesn’t move much, but I think he does have a certain lofty demeanor about himself when he’s waiting that’s reminiscent of a big cat swishing its tail and flicking its ear; if he’s crossing his legs you’ll see his foot sort of dip and swish while he’s waiting… he taps his forefinger on his temple… and he stares very intensely.” […] “Matthias is poised and confident in his movements and commands attention through them. He glides gracefully around the room when he’s entertaining guests and mingling. His tread is light despite his size and he has a tendency to creep up on people when they’re not looking. The way he moves is unsettling to some who’re watching on the outskirts, because it often appears as if he’s prowling.”
as for how he and imani are, they’re good! matthias is kind of at her whim since he’s a layabout just basking in the sun whereas she’s a busybody zipping from one location to another because of her job as a model. she touches base with him frequently via phone calls or facetime (when she can get him to use facetime… matthias is very anti-tech lol it’s funny to me) and will drop by his place unannounced whenever she’s just flown back in. she sometimes lives with him, even, when she’s taking breaks from work and feels like being waited on hand-and-foot (she does have her own place, to be clear. she hates being around other people for too long—even matthias). matthias is uncharacteristically dramatic and maybe a little childish, i’d say, when he’s with imani. they’ve been best friends since childhood, so they sort of act like siblings in that way.
he talks to her about theo a lot, but he’s also… a little possessive of the information he shares. so. not too much about theo, more so conversations about when he’s met theo, what they’ve been up to, how he’s feeling, what he’s thinking, etc. imani doesn’t really want to know all the ins-and-outs because she thinks matthias is a little weird lmaoooo. um, she’s like okay. that’s your business. she’s just seen enough of matthias’s debauchery so she does nottt wanna listen to him talk about what he’s thinking about when it comes to theo. you get me. and imani has met theo!!! she thinks theo is very endearing and innocent (he is, in a way, but also not really). she likes him and thinks theo is honestly too good for matthias. she just knows what matthias is like and she thinks theo seems very. opposite of that. she’s not wrong… and she doesn’t mean it in a bad way, she just calls things how she sees them. matthias wouldn’t disagree. in fact, matthias would say there’s no one good enough for theo, but there’s also no one better than him for theo regardless of that. arrogant little freak… said with love <3
as for theo’s feelings… hm. well, theo thinks imani is nice, but he’s also. an unwell individual. so. he’s jealous. she’s known matthias practically his whole life and she has all of this knowledge about him that theo feels he’s lacking, doesn’t know how to ask about, and he’s never had a best friend so he kind of just. doesn’t get it. so he feels uncomfortable when he’s with the both of them… kind of like he’s missing out on something—an inside joke he doesn’t have the context for, you know? he doesn’t dislike her, he’s just insecure and in his feelings. imani is a very sensitive type too, you know, so she can definitely tell and that’s kind of why she thinks he’s innocent (among other things). like she can tell matthias is the first person theo’s ever had a real crush on lmaooo. he’s just… cute about it. when she talks about something matthias used to do or what have you, theo will kind of frown a little but he still leans forward like he wants to hear more even if he wishes he were the person telling the story. so you see why she’d think he’s endearing. theo takes time to warm up to her. like, theo and imani are really fun together once they get close but i do really enjoy the early stages when theo would be sooooo obvious with how jealous he is and imani would just shoot matthias these Looks. and matthias would grin back, all teeth, because he’s insane and thinks it’s sexy when theo’s jealous lmfaooooo.
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lunarlivs · 3 months ago
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hello i say as i peak out of my hinernation hole… have this……….
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sillyabtmusic · 15 days ago
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(230607) Love is Dead - Ireh
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god-of-this-new-blog · 2 years ago
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““Latin,” both of their advisors had offered in the first weeks of spring term, “would be an undeniable boon.” L had put up a fight about altering his schedule. Light had yielded gracefully to the request. Light was one for yielding gracefully when he understood it was required of him.
There was one Latin class taught on campus, one room in which it was taught, one table around which the students gathered, and one seat—a necessary buffer—between the two young men.”
— Summa Cum Laude by God_of_this_new_blog
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gayleafpool · 2 months ago
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you want to fuck me so bad
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Thorjulbre: Me and the bad bitch I pulled by being autistic Idk au where Bishop Narinder gets rizzed by some random traveller spider. I just think its funny-
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piixxiidust · 1 year ago
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the more i think about paris special evil bitches ladynoir the more i go. theres no way these fuckers arent queer in some way. like even if theyre full heterosexual couple no theyre not theres somthing queer about it there cant Not be i personally vote for them to be lesbians
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thewalrusespublicist · 2 months ago
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Paul and Linda being their adorable selves (Late 80-early 90s?)
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machineryangel · 10 months ago
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belated march dump 🌸
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nalyddylan · 4 months ago
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hi tumblr my brain is rotted by fallout and arcane they’re like worms eatin away at my brain and causin it to rot anyways hiiii tumblr
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balladetto · 4 months ago
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     He doesn't realise how long it's been since he's seen his reflection in full until it happens.
     Link catches glimpses, sometimes. Has been catching more of them the less hard it becomes to connect a thought to an act: in the cups of tea he's beginning to hold again, along the polished edges of Granny Thera's plates when she guides his fingers around spoon handles, outlined by the fixed shadow he casts when Verley sits the both of them down by the hearth. On the days where Link's head doesn't feel so much like a sheet of glass all fogged up, he can see these flashes of what must be him in everyone's eyes, too. It's an image he's been trying to piece together longer than anyone knows.
     Peering back at him from the sun-washed waters of the village pond, marred by endless ripples, it's an image he finds he can't recognise.
     This should bother him, some faded, isolated part of him thinks. Then the idea twists into something that feels easier to touch: should this bother him? Link traces the blank face coloured paler than he thinks he's ever remembered it, observes the dull flatness of the overgrown hair. There are hollows in the water where those eyes have sunken in. Those narrow shoulders are hunched lower than he feels they are. Beside this mess of pieces stands Granny Thera's reflection, gently holding its hand.
     Something within his chest aches, suddenly; sharp, and cold, and distantly familiar.
     It knocks him back into her side with a choked gasp, fingers squeezing tight and eyes snapping shut. The shape lingers on his eyelids, warping at the seams, and he compulsively pushes a palm against them in an attempt to chase it away. A whimper rolls in his throat because it hurts, and it keeps hurting even when Granny Thera tugs that hand off to pull him into a hug.
     "Oh, dearie," she frets. "Dearie, what's the matter?"
     Link shakes his head against her collarbone and grabs fistfuls of her shawl. Nothing. Everything. I don't know. I don't know who that is. The awful feeling beneath his sternum builds and builds and builds: the words sit somewhere he can't reach them, somewhere he can't reach any of them, the way memories of the experienced Before have been slipping through his grasp. I don't know who that is. I don't know who that is.
     Suspended as he is, he doesn't register moving. Isn't aware of stumbling along Granny Thera's shuffling steps as she leads him back the way they came. He is following a thread his body can't remember how to put down, afloat in that crushing current — then the quiet of his home, thick and stagnant, cuts through the echo of the pond's purling. The sun leaves. The smell of something staler than everything beyond these walls returns. Link swallows, and feels the work that takes.
     The thread snaps.
     Here, where he can only see himself mirrored in half-fractions, the calm is muffling. Thoughts of things lost, of things taken, of things he can't comprehend — the overwhelming too much of it all wanes against the soft comfort of apathy that blankets him once more.
     "We'll try again next time," Granny Thera murmurs as she runs a tender hand through his hair, patting a rhythm that he breathes to on his back. She carefully sits them on his bed.
     Link leans his head on her shoulder. He closes his eyes.
     He wants, with all that is still able to want, to apologise.
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i-write-sin-not-tragedy · 26 days ago
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I miss my boyfriends' Tails. I miss them a lot.
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soijutsu · 5 months ago
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hel and sena following me the suguru fanclub is here
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vellichorsdesire · 10 months ago
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Fufjf cckckccjjjkk f/o is so pretty
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madaqueue · 16 days ago
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omg hallow new friend, i hope you are having a lovely day!!
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EEEEEEE HI GRAY HI GRAY HIIII GRAAYYYY!!!!!!!!!!! i am having an absolutely and utterly lovely day!!!!!!!! woke up and played some genshin, had some dumplings, and now am gonna watch bsd :33 WHAT ARE YOU UP TO TODAY MY LOVE!!!!!!!! anything fun? :33
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long-lost-soul · 20 days ago
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hey (with a voicecrack, not rizz)
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ummmm. hey
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