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teddybeartoji · 2 days ago
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anyway i am kissing you all very sweetly thank you for being my friends:3333333
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misakisakuya · 2 days ago
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I want to simp
But my brain isn't braining rn
I'll simp in the morning ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧
Imma simp now.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
MY BABYYYYYYYY
MY WIFE
SO PRETTYYYYY
And green is indeed his colour(⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) honestly though.. he can rock any colour and style(⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)
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OH MY GOD I AM DYINGGGGGGG
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MY BABYYYYYYYY
Marry me already please🥹
He is so cute, so perfect, so beautiful, so pretty, so mesmerizing, so handsome, so majestic-
I CAN'T ANYMOREEEE
HE IS SO PERFECT
I MISSED HIM SO MUCHHHHHHG 😭
My reaction irl:
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briankang · 4 months ago
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A Day in the Life of Bang Chan 💫
Happy 27th Birthday, Chan! 💕 Thank you for always being the most shining star in the galaxy ✨
templates: blog/insta template | photobooth template | music player template
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anlian-aishang · 5 months ago
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Levi with an (Episodically) Depressed S/O
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Tags: levi x reader, angst, hurt-comfort, gn!reader Word count: 900
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Levi invites you to shower with him, making the obstacle less daunting and much more attractive. In his black robe, leaning on your bedroom door, two towels slung over his arm indicate the knowledge that you will say yes and accompany him. The way that he looks, the low plea in his voice, how could you say no? 
It would be more accurate to say that he was bathing you, but he does not phrase it that way. Instead, he is humble, letting his actions speak louder than words. He does not tell you that he will shampoo your matted hair, does not flaunt how deliberately he exfoliates your limbs, he just does them for you. Some days, even just tipping the bottle or pumping some soap into your hand can seem mountainous. On those days, he sees those activities not as tasks, but as privileges. It is his honor to be the one looking after you in your most dire time. He would always prefer someone to take care of rather than someone to miss. 
Showering together not only ensures that you stay clean, but his company prevents you from those timeless sessions sat on the tile floor. At the moment you look refreshed but before you become sleepy, he jerks the handle to the left and halts the devastatingly relaxing rain. 
Always, your clean clothes are already folded atop the bathroom counter, waiting for you. Some times, you fail to remember that you did not put them there. Other times, you notice the sign of his relentless consideration, but are artificially silenced from expressing your gratitude. No matter in his mind. You are clean, clothed, and out of bed, and that’s already better than you were before. 
Without one complaint, Levi scoops your dampened towel and old clothes from the wet bathroom floor and drops them in the hamper for you. He has seen the piles that can amass, and if it were anyone else in any other circumstance, the clean freak would be quick to chastise, but any sight or thought of you disintegrates any instinct to discipline. You are sat in the living room, admiring the ivy that swirls around the balcony’s posts, thumbing the petals of the bouquet vased on the coffee table. White-gold rays move just a tad west to cast your figure in therapeutic light. You’re too tired to move away from the sun, and for once, Levi finds your fatigue favorable. As the morning temperature rises, he can see that your resting smile does as well. 
While you are entranced with the scenes of summer, Levi swiftly searches for and alleviates the areas you have left neglected. He dumps your sock drawer upside down and mends the pairs that you have discarded as singles. In your closet, he finds the clean pile and dirty pile and either folds it or washes it accordingly. Under your bed, on your nightstand, in your bedside drawer, he discovers the dirty dishes that have been missing the sink and returns them to their proper place. 
Between those tasks, he rolls his shoulders back or rubs the side of his neck and allows himself to sigh. It is difficult - not to bandage these tiny wounds - but to see the harsh bruises left by the illness. Sure, you were forgetful, and not quite as tidy as he was, but still - the mounds of laundry, hidden dirty dishes - this wasn’t like you. Levi lives for your joy - not the superficial smile, your peace - not the misleading silence. He lives for you - in sickness and in health. The times you forget your worth, that is when he whispers it in your ear. When the world is overwhelming you, he lets his touch communicate it. 
Once your space is in order, he can start to work on getting you to leave it. Rather than annoying reminders or obligations, he mindfully manipulates the steps of treatment into desirable invitations. Rather than Do you want to… or Would you like to…, his proposals are statements, taking the responsibility out of your hands. Concerts in the park this afternoon. Let’s go to the farmers market. Apple orchard just opened.
Or even less far away. 
Plants look thirsty, water them with me? Rain just cleared, read on the porch with me? Full moon tonight, stargaze with me?
To you, with me frames the activities, frames your presence as favors for him, and even in your lowest state, you are always keen to help him with anything. To Levi, it is no framing, your relationship is the greatest gift that fate has bestowed on him, and he treats you as such. It is in his selfless actions and his careful words, but it is more than that, traits you can’t quite categorize. The near flat, subtle smile you wake up to in the morning. The tight yet painless combs through your hair that leave you feeling divine. The low, calming timbre of his voice, decorated with a tender tone that he reserves for you. 
Even before the haze you’re in now, you’ve never been able to label those qualities of his, and instead settled: it’s just who he is. 
Like the sentiment that motivates his care: it’s what you deserve. 
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transfem-kirito-truther · 5 months ago
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Important message from Kiri!!!
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what do you mean its not wednesday
You have no idea how badly I needed these thank you so much
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chancheols · 3 months ago
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Who is chopping onions in here? | honeysminho
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laniidae-passerine · 1 year ago
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I made my post about Dean Highbottom and then as I was writing my tags realised that his Hunger Games counterpart is Haymitch. and now my head is in my hands and I don’t think I’ll ever recover
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madaqueue · 21 days ago
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HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM: QUINN AND AJAX
thank you to my most beloved @chuuminn for inviting us to a folklore-filled new year’s :3 i love you so much and i hope you and chuuya have had a wonderful beginning to 2025 <3
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OUTFITS INSPIRED BY: FAE
there are stories told of mythical creatures, ones who dance freely upon the grass and sparkle under the moon. they tread lightly through the earth, leaving flowers and glimmering mystery in their wake. but be careful, dear one, lest you venture into a faerie circle, guided by the sound of golden harps, for you may never return.
there are rules fae must abide by: be truthful, yet cunning; be gracious, yet never boastful; be beautiful, but not opulent. they are quick with their thoughts and honest with their words - it is a crime to lie to a fae, after all. however, do not take their veracity for loyalty - a fae can and will manipulate language to their advantage, while ensuring they never break the vow of an oath.
ajax and i fit these ideals well - we are both driven by honor and keeping our promises. there’s a whimsy to it, of course, and a mischief lining the glamour. there’s no need for gaudy gems or shows of riches; rather, it comes in the wealth of our power, our control.
within our outfits, i wanted to show this with greens and more muted, natural tones. of course fae would use metals and golds to highlight status, but only when interfacing with humans or because they find themselves enthralled by the way they mirror the sun. it’s not lavish or particularly ‘refined,’ but very purposeful. we belong to the earth that bore us, its plants and moss and forests, one that we play with and ones that we revere.
it’s not a crime to admire fae, but be careful, dear one, unless you desire to follow this path. it’s nice here, of course - won’t you join us for a dance?
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vounoura · 2 months ago
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↳ ʟᴀᴠᴇʀɴᴀ "ʀᴇᴅ" ᴍᴇʀᴄᴀʀ — ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ + ꜱᴀʙᴏᴛᴇᴜʀ ʀᴏɢᴜᴇ
ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴏɴ ᴀ ɴᴏᴛᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ɴᴇᴀʀ ɴᴇᴠᴇ'ꜱ ᴅᴇꜱᴋ:
ɴᴇᴠᴇ —
ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴜᴄʜ. ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴅ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍɪɴʀᴀᴛʜᴏᴜꜱ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴀʙᴏᴛᴇᴜʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ. ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴍᴜᴄʜ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴꜱ ᴘᴀʏ ʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴀᴘᴘᴇʀ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴜɴɪᴛɪᴏɴꜱ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪꜰʏ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ɪɴᴄᴇɴᴅɪᴀʀɪᴇꜱ ʙʏ ꜱᴍᴇʟʟ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ᴀ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ᴛᴇʀʀɪꜰʏɪɴɢ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴇxᴘʟᴏꜱɪᴠᴇꜱ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ, ɪɴ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴ — ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛᴡᴏʀᴛʜʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇᴀɴꜱ ᴡᴇʟʟ, ɪꜰ ɪᴍᴘᴜʟꜱɪᴠᴇ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜꜱɪɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ.
ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ꜰɪʀᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ꜰᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴀɢɪꜱᴛᴇʀꜱ' ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇꜱ ɴᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴜᴍᴀᴛ ᴘʟᴀᴢᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴀɢᴏ? ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ʀᴇᴅ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇꜱꜱ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ɴᴇꜱꜱᴜꜱ? ʜᴇʀꜱ, ᴛᴏᴏ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ.
ʜᴇʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪꜱ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴜꜱɪɴᴇꜱꜱ. ʏᴇꜱ, ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ. ɴᴏ, ɪ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ. ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇʀ ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ. ʙᴜᴛ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀ ʙʀɪᴅɢᴇ ᴏʀ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ, ᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴀ ꜰɪʀᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ʙʟᴏᴡ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴀʟʟ, ᴏʀ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡʜᴏ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀꜰʀᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛʟʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɢɪꜱᴛᴇʀɪᴜᴍ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜱᴋ ʀᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰʀᴇᴇ.
— ᴀꜱʜᴜʀ
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natjennie · 11 months ago
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"I think I have some beef jerky in my room?" the tiny in character lines that are so fucking teenager kill me every time. the minuscule details that paint such vivid pictures of who these kids are. of course gorgug keeps a package of beef jerky in his bedroom. of course he would offer it to his friends when the food at the festival makes them uncomfortable. of course he would.
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wurmwizzard · 6 months ago
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lots of experimenting lately, and im returning once again to my number one medium: Shitty Walgreens Ballpoint Pens
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dullahandyke · 1 month ago
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When a normal blogger likes your post: yay ♥️ they enjoyed it
When a lurker follower likes your post:
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[ID: Arisa Ichigaya from Bandori at a church altar and wearing a wedding dress, ducking her head shyly into a bouquet as she looks back at the viewer and blushes.]
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unionizedwizard · 4 months ago
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waugh...........everyone is so nice to meeeeeeee................i love the world i love its nice kindness i love everyone ‼‼‼
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dwtpsychward · 11 days ago
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I feel so much righteous anger for dream like unfair shit like this will literally bring me to tears like😭😭
should we just kill ourselves
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coolerspirithalloween · 2 years ago
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"Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate." 🕘 "Abandon hope, all ye who enters here."🕒
A stimboard requested by anon for Dante, from the game Limbus Company.
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Anything unsourced is from official Limbus company promotional material.
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sleepyyghostt · 3 months ago
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the trouble is that sometimes you create a character who is Kind of the Worst. and then you get extremely extremely attached to the character and have to re-come to terms with the fact that they kinda suck except its heartbreaking this time
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