You know the friendship is real when your first instinct against danger is to protect the group's little puppy.
This is one of the scenes that I adore SO much. You can tell that both Suou and Sakura made the decision to shield Nirei subconsciously. This is so important because usually Sakura would charge into the battlefield and leave Nirei in the care of Suou since he was aware that Suou could do that with ease.
The look of surprise on their faces when they saw the other doing the same thing is so priceless. I think at that moment they really realised how much they had grown on each other.
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Since book 7 part 5 (the part where we meet Meleanor/Maleanor 👀) is coming to EN this month, i would love to see your take on lilia’s proposal to meleanor! i mean they were like little kids right? it couldn’t have been that serious…i think the only reason she even brought it up again is because she could tell lilia still genuinely loved her…(even if he didn’t realize it himself?) but, oh well! Let’s think about silly childhood shenanigans to numb the pain! ^_^ (orz)
oh shit?! get ready for a doozy guys, it's comiiiiiing ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
I chickened out of posting the whole thing (look, I get VERY carried away when it comes to these wacky kids and their Tragedy), but I do believe that it probably ended with Lilia getting embarrassed and just shoving the first thing he sees into his mouth to try and cover for it.
(we're just lucky it wasn't a frog this time)
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Touch of God('s will)
Idk if this is OOC but i think Gabriel is at least a bit kind with the virtues, maybe treat them as his fans maybe
At the very least praise them whenever they do their jobs... just anything kinder than the council would be considering Gabriel's popularity
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Being hunted down by Asmodeus with a hair dryer because you recently got out of the shower and your hair is still wet.
He's racing through the halls in his demon form, allowing his predator instincts to take over. The thrill of the chase has him more worked up than usual. He calls your name with a sugar-sweet trill, his breath hot and practically steaming with each exhalation. Anyone who dares to get in his way will be charmed aside. There's a tightness in his chest as he grips the hair dryer, parting his lips, seeking out your scent and the sound of your heartbeat. You drive him crazy.
He cannot wait to get his hands on you.
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My favorite headcanon is that as soon as Hannibal’s temperature rises above a 98.8, he acts like a victorian boy with scarlet fever.
“will… will i make it to the spring time?”
“hannibal. it is a minor cold.”
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Thinking about riding Bucky's thigh.
You hide your face in the crook of his neck with a whine when he praises you. Tells you how pretty you are as he guides your hips with one hand, the other caressing your body with such care. How proud he is that you're taking what you need and letting him give it to you.
"Doing so well for me. That feel good? You wanna come? So pretty when you come. Let me see it. Let me feel it."
His deep voice is so gentle that it makes your eyes sting with unshed tears.
So you praise him, too, when you ride his thick thigh faster. How you're wet and needy because of him. How his touch makes you feel both weak and alive. And how lucky you are to have his love.
It's enough to push him over the edge with you.
That's all, lovelies. Go about your business. ❤️
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“you shouldn't say such foolish things.”
that's what sukuna always said to you whenever you said the three sacred words.
“i love you.”
“idiot girl.”
he always said it was a foolish feeling, a fleeting one at that, that it was idiotic for you to say such things to someone like him.
he never said them back.
yet, you knew, you knew deep down that he cared. that he loved you.
it was in the way he held you, like you were the most precious thing in the world, the way he kissed you, how perfectly your lips fit against his, the way he wiped away your tears with such tenderness that you never though his rough hands were capable of, the way he memorized your favourite things like your favourite drink and your favourite flower, the way he favored you above anything else, the way he simply cared for you, in his own way.
you were sure that you loved him, no matter how many times you said it and he never said it back, and no matter how many times he always said that it was an idiotic thing, that feelings were fleeting.
you knew.
you knew that ryomen sukuna, loved you, in his own, secret way.
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i think the funniest way rick could slip in a swear word in the books is not in a carefully built up and thought out dramatic scene but in the most casual way where you wouldn't expect it. like imagine annabeth doing the most outlandish and random and weirdest thing percy has ever seen her do and he just goes "annabeth, what the fuck was that?" and then they just move on like the swear word didn't happen. because i think that'd be hilarious.
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