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as much as I love funnybunny and the fans being fed, pomni and jax being just friends while ragatha and jax having this unresolved tension is way more interesting to me
#let jax have one semi—healthy relationship without it being romantic thanks#still love#funnybunny#though#.txt#bunnydoll#ragajax#tadc#jax#ragatha#pomni#the amazing digital circus
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mr crawling babygirl i will always love you
#homicipher#otome game#otome#mr crawling#mr scarletella#mr chopped#i was obsessed with this game for a bit#still love#MR CRAWLING BABYGIRLLLL#digital art#page of wandz 777
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Still Love
Solo Sikoa x Black OC



Summary: When he is asked by a cousin, who is a music producer, to record a song, he doesn’t expect to find his ex-girlfriend there. What he doesn’t anticipate is being asked to record a duet—one that unexpectedly captures the deep emotions and unresolved feelings he still carries from their past relationship.
Sefa stepped into the recording studio, his worn sneakers lightly tapping against the concrete floor. Behind him, his older brother Joshua followed, his tall frame filling the doorway as he glanced around, scanning the familiar space.
They were here for business, but Sefa couldn’t shake the sense of unease stirring in his chest. Music was a family affair for them. His family, aside from their wrestling careers, had deep roots in the musical world. A good number of his relatives were talented musicians. When his cousin Marcus, a well-known music producer, had asked him to come record a track, Sefa had agreed without a second thought. He never expected this, though.
As soon as he entered the room, his eyes scanned the faces of those already inside: Marcus behind the soundboard, the mix of wires and equipment surrounding him; and next to him, someone unfamiliar—until Sefa caught a glimpse of the woman seated beside him.
Tayari.
Her presence hit Sefa like a tidal wave, and his breath caught in his throat. It had been eight years. Eight long years since they had parted ways. High school sweethearts, their love was a whirlwind of first kisses, stolen moments, and the kind of passion that only teenagers could know. But life had its way of pulling them in different directions. Their future, once filled with endless possibilities, had crumbled when they realized they were on different paths. Sefa had gone to one college, Tayari to another. The distance, both physical and emotional, had proven too much. Their love, however strong, had not been enough to overcome the separation, and they had ended things with no bad blood, only the quiet ache of things left unsaid.
The air in the studio suddenly felt thick with unspoken tension. Tayari, sitting with her back slightly turned to Sefa, had her face buried in a notebook, the pages rustling as she flipped through them with distracted precision. She wasn’t paying him any attention, and for a moment, he wondered if she even remembered him.
Sefa’s heart beat loudly in his chest as his mind tried to process what he was seeing. The years had been kind to her. Tayari still had the same expressive eyes—eyes that had once seen all of him. Her posture, though casual, radiated a quiet confidence. She was the same Tayari. Yet, so much had changed.
Marcus glanced over at Sefa and grinned, the glint of mischief in his eyes unmistakable.
“So, we’re doing a duet,” Marcus said, his voice smooth but tinged with amusement. “I think you two will do great together.”
Sefa’s gaze flickered to Marcus, then back to Tayari. His mind was still scrambling to catch up with reality. “What do you mean, ‘duet’?” he asked, trying to keep his voice steady, though it betrayed the surprise he felt.
Marcus’s grin widened. “Exactly what I said. You and Tayari are singing together. I think it’ll work perfectly for the track. You both have the emotional depth this song needs. Trust me, it’ll be fire.”
Before Sefa could protest, Marcus handed him a sheet of lyrics. Sefa looked at the paper in disbelief, his hands shaking slightly as he unfolded it. The words were simple but powerful, capturing a love that had been lost, found, and lost again. It was a song of reconciliation, of acceptance, and of enduring feelings, despite the passage of time. The lyrics mirrored something deep within Sefa—a part of him that he had buried for so long. He hadn't expected this.
Tayari stood up and walked past him, heading toward the recording booth without so much as a glance in his direction. Marcus nodded toward Sefa, signaling for him to join her.
Sefa hesitated, a battle waging in his mind. Every part of him wanted to pull away, to escape this moment, but the part of him that had once loved her so deeply was drawn to her. Slowly, he made his way to the booth, feeling the weight of the moment pressing down on him with each step.
Joshua, standing by the door with a knowing look on his face, shook his head as he watched his brother. He followed Marcus to the control panel, taking Tayari’s vacant seat next to him. “Why would you blindside them like that?” Joshua asked, his voice low, but tinged with curiosity.
Marcus simply shrugged. “Because the chemistry between them is undeniable. This song needs the kind of authenticity they can bring. They’ll convey it better than anyone else.”
Joshua shook his head again, a smile tugging at his lips. “I’m just saying, this could go either way. You sure about this?”
“I’m sure,” Marcus replied with quiet confidence. “Trust me.”
Sefa entered the booth and slipped the headphones over his ears, the familiar buzz of static and music filling his mind. Tayari had already put hers on, her posture rigid as she focused on the lyrics in front of her. She didn't acknowledge him, but her presence was undeniable. He could feel the pull of their shared history between them, a tension that hummed in the air like the quietest storm.
The music began to play, soft at first, then swelling into a gentle rhythm. Sefa’s heart raced, his fingers gripping the microphone. He could feel the weight of the song, of the memories, of the history they shared. Tayari, when she began to sing, her voice was the same—smooth and rich, a warmth that wrapped around the lyrics and carried them with grace. It was as if no time had passed between them at all.
Their voices, once so familiar, blended effortlessly. The first verse filled the space between them, and Sefa could feel the years of silence melting away.
This is it, guess we ran our course
No more wandering now, I’m sure
All them days feel like wasted time
And they no longer serve me
Their voices echoed together, two halves of a whole, and Sefa felt a lump in his throat.
Guess we both were on different pages
But on both, love was never lost
And I will hold you down
Still love
Still love
Her voice soared on the next verse, the words carrying the weight of her own reflection. Sefa closed his eyes for a moment, his memories flooding back. He could feel her presence beside him, the way they had once held each other so tightly, afraid to let go.
Tayari's voice cut through the silence, raw and vulnerable:
To have ever even shared a single page
Even if the ending never stayed the same
I'm so grateful for the memories we made
There's nothing I would change
The words felt like a balm, soothing the wounds of the past, but also reopening them, exposing the hurt that had never quite healed. Tayari’s voice, so full of warmth and sincerity, tugged at his heartstrings.
And though the chapter’s finally over, yeah
I can hear you saying in my mind
Gotta give it time, give it time
Till the wounds are healed and closed
Don't know how we feel inside
They don't understand a ride or die
Never turn back the pages I wrote
They both sang the chorus again, their voices entwining in a haunting melody, each note heavy with the weight of their shared past. Sefa’s eyes met Tayari’s for the first time since they had stepped into the booth. Her eyes glistened, the faint shimmer of tears catching the studio lights. His heart ached. He wanted to reach out, to tell her everything he had kept locked away all these years. But the song—this moment—seemed to say everything for them.
As Sefa sang his solo, his voice cracked with emotion.
The way you loved me
Is what turned me from a boy into a man
Even though it didn't work out how we planned
Still gotta thank you for the way you let me in
For the way you held me down, I'll never understand
No matter what road we chose
No matter the highs and lows
Still need to let you know
To count on me, I’m here for you
Now that the page is turned
We both had to learn
I don’t gotta say too much
There ain't no bad blood
It's still all love
By the time they reached the final chorus together, there was no separating their voices, no dividing the history they had shared. The music, the words, their emotions, they all wove together in a tapestry of love, loss, and understanding.
When the song ended, the studio fell into a heavy silence. Sefa and Tayari stared at each other, their eyes searching, aching, and yet, full of something deeper, something unspoken. Tears welled in Tayari’s eyes, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. Sefa reached out instinctively, brushing the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs, his fingers trembling slightly.
Tayari placed her hand on top of his, her touch warm and grounding. For a brief moment, it felt like time had rewound, taking them back to a place where everything had seemed so simple. But the years had changed them both. They weren’t the same people they had been before, and yet, in this moment, they were.
The voices of Marcus and Joshua broke the silence, their words low but filled with awe.
“I told you,” Marcus said with a grin, “the chemistry between them is perfect for this song.”
Joshua, his voice thick with emotion, nodded. “Got goosebumps... that was something else.”
Sefa’s eyes remained on Tayari, the world outside the booth blurring into nothingness. There was still so much left to say. So many years, so many unspoken words, and yet, for a moment, none of it mattered. All that was left was the music, the rawness of their connection, and the undeniable truth that some things, especially some feelings never truly fade away.
“Still love,” he whispered, more to himself than to her, but Tayari heard it, her hand tightening around his.
#still love#woc#black girl tumblr#spotify#wwe#black woman#fanfic#wrestling#wwe fanfiction#fanfiction#the bloodline#the bloodline 2.0#jey uso#still love him tho#still love her tho#one shot#solo sikoa#solo#solo sikoa x oc#solo sikoa x black oc#black female writers#black female oc#wwe one shot#wwe fic#sefa fatu#the samoan dynasty#black oc#oc#wrestler#wwe smackdown
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MY OLD OBSESSION HAS RETURNED
so here is a crummy paper sketch to prepare you for future dates
#Danny phantom#danny fenton#danny phantom art#im a phan#creepy#horror#traditional drawing#guys#My childhood#was this kid#I have the right to love him lol#It’s sad to think I’m older then all of the characters I used to love#Hmm#Still love
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Queerplatonic
I like imagining Odysseus and Penelope in a Queerplatonic relationship. Yes I know the relationship is romantic and loving and all that amazing delicious stuff that real relationships should have. Like what do you mean you won’t kill suitors for me, what do you mean you won’t fight the odds to come back home to me and our son? Like what?
I just have to have a aromantic mind. 60/40 percent of the time. Penelope: Hey Odysseus. Look we are get along amazingly well and you match my freak like nobody else. I just can’t love you like in a romantic way. And that wouldn’t be fair to you.
Odysseus: FINALLY I FEEL VALIDATED AND UNAFRAID IN MY PREFERENCE AND INABILITY LOVE SOMEONE ROMANTICALLY! WANNA GET MARRIED?
Penelope: PROPOSE NOW BITCH!
like idk. It still feels impactful romantic or not.
please don’t bully me for this take.
thank you for coming to my Ted talk.
(Also if someone could tag me to a platonic Odypen post here on tumblr. I know it’s here, I just can’t find it. Thanks)
#odysseus#Penelope#odypen#the odyssey#i like it#something something about them a lot more than friends but way less than romance#Me like it#Still as impactful (to me anyway)#Still love
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https://www.instagram.com/reel/C3-KZxjhC89/?igsh=bDY2aGNqYjhqNTJz
wifey and Al on their honeymoon (wifey KOs Al)
👀 H-HONEYMOON
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Is PoisonApple a good ship name for Ryan and Thomas or do I need to cook something else for it,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
I would say StalkingApple, but I already have StalkingCrane for fucking Ryan and Maverick 😭
hm.....
BrokenGlass????????? Cause,,,they have a broken friendship.?
idk
im going with BrokenGlass
#school bus graveyard#webtoon#origami cranes#ryan sbg#mr. thomas#homos#I honestly thought they would be canon#until alex stepped in#still love#rosepunch
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Saw it was make a terrible comic day today (June 24 2025) so meet my cats
#makeaterriblecomicday2025#my art#comic#comics#cat comic#it is indeed a terrible comic#but I recently adopted these two after fostering 4 cats and missing having cats of my own#I love them both very much#They're still adjusting to the house and finding who their person is#especially Lucida Sans#But that's ok i know she had a tough start#She and Tammy came to the shelter pregnant#And from Lucida's body it seems like she had been pregnant many times#but now she doesn't have to be a mommy cat anymore#she just learned how to play and have fun!#it took her 2 weeks to learn how to play by watching Tammy play#Meanwhile Tammy has a kitten mindset#she still suckles on Lucida#the only time Tammy purrs is when she's suckling#that is#until she started recently purring when I pet her and carry her around#She is so sweet and funny#but she also jumps on my railing that overlooks the basement stairs down and its a steep fall#and I don't know how to stop her and I live in fear one day she'll slip and fall down
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I love that I share my house with one of the most efficient apex predators millions of years of evolution could produce. I love that two of nature’s most prolific machines met and were like “hmmm. We should lay around and do nothing together”. Now we’re both fat and happy and full of meat. The hedonism of it all
#Ollieposting#he is NOT fat btw I know cat fat is not the same as human fat i work very hard to keep him in cat-luxury#But still#We both eat well and sleep lots#and I love that
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The majority of the Earth’s rodents: How do you survive environments with practically zero oxygen, feel no pain, and live for decades when none of the rest of us can???
Naked mole-rats:
#naked mole rat#animals#esoteric biology jokes#memes#I’m bald#I love this meme sm every time someone uses ‘I’m bald’ like this it gets a snort outta me#also real talk go read up on naked mole rats they’re doing wild stuff with their physiology#I’m impatiently awaiting a good NMR popsci book to come out#but alas I still haven’t found a really good one
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liking someone platonically is so embarrassing like. yeah i admire you. yeah i think about you all the time. yeah i look forward to every time i see you even if it's only for a minute. yeah it's all platonic and yeah i couldn't explain this because it'd sound romantic. fucking hell
#this is secretly a positivity post#aromantic#aromantism#platonic crush#robyn-i-guess#adding onto these tags as i think some people might not understand#this is about platonic crushes#not just loving your friends but genuinely being obsessed with them in a way that's still platonic#i'm finally muting this post#sorry friends i hope you all have good luck with your feelings
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Big challenges
#enjoy this for now#sanrio#big challenges#big challenges sanrio#art#fanart#traditional art#do you ever make a post that you know won't get any engagement but you're still really fond of? yeah. this. love this creature#<- this tag aged like milk honestly. oops
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i love you vaccines i love you research i love you reading the book instead of having chatgpt summarize it i love you critically thinking rather than reacting to a headline i love you investigating the source material i love you science i love you math even though you are personally my enemy (math/yn slowburn) i love you writing even though you try to stab me a lot i love you Experts in Your Field i love you Using The Brain
#i don't read fanfic so idk what my math x op ship name should be#.... i love u math.... despite our differences.... :/ u work i guess#not like for ME. never for ME. but like for other people you seem pretty reliable.#... SOMEONE (me) has a LEARNING DISABILITY#edit: thank u to the anon who suggested i refer to math as my rival. u are so right.... not enemies... no...#*locks hands with math* bonded........ 2gether.... 2 sides of da coin... both under threat of AI... i luv u math#(<- still clearly never understands whenever math speaks bc literally what is going on over there. the fuck is a polynomial)
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distant past
#pokemon#archen#fan art#id in alt text#the last of my trackpad poke series! we're still in 2023.#i would love to do more but i'm afraid drawing on the trackpad is probably at least slightly more intensive on the hand than not#this was a very fun photo study to do#actually if you go look at the fossil pokemon page on bulbapedia..it has official art of some fossil pokemon and their irl counterparts#its adorable 😭top 10 pkmn art for me#anyways archeopteryx has been a longtime favorite dino.. id like to draw it again
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