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sweetlyvibe · 3 months ago
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𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗨 𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦
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◞ ★ ﹒Suna may have a chill, indifferent vibe, but when it comes to his significant other, he’s subtly protective. He won’t be the type to get overly jealous, but he has a way of making people know you’re off-limits with just a look.
• He loves to tease you in a playful, deadpan way. Whether it’s poking fun at something small or calling you by a silly nickname, it’s his way of showing affection. He’ll often smirk when you get flustered.
◞ ★ ﹒ Suna notices little things about you—whether it’s your habits, your moods, or something you’ve been eyeing at a store. He’s not one for big gestures, but he’ll surprise you with something small yet meaningful, like bringing you your favorite snack on a tough day.
• While he may not be overly affectionate in front of others, when it’s just the two of you, Suna becomes more physically affectionate. He’ll lean into you, drape his arm over your shoulders, or pull you in for lazy hugs when you’re watching TV.
◞ ★ ﹒ Suna will definitely support you, but it will come with sarcastic remarks. If you’re nervous about something, expect a dry, “What, scared already?” followed by a reassuring pat on the head or shoulder, because despite the sarcasm, he believes in you.
• He’d be the type to send you random texts late at night when he’s bored or thinking of you. His texts are short but sweet in their own way, like “You still awake?” followed by some random fact or meme he found funny.
◞ ★ ﹒ Suna’s ideal date isn’t anything extravagant. He prefers low-key hangouts, like watching movies at home, going to a quiet café, or even just sitting on the roof together, enjoying each other’s company without much talking.
• He’d challenge you to things like video games, but don’t expect him to go easy on you. He loves the thrill of a little competition and will make sarcastic comments about your skills, but if you ever beat him, he’ll grudgingly admit you’re good with a grin.
◞ ★ ﹒ Though Suna trusts you, he has a quiet, subtle way of showing he’s not too fond of others getting too close. He won’t say anything directly, but his arm might linger around you a bit longer or he’ll make a sarcastic comment that conveys just enough.
• Suna isn’t the type to give long motivational speeches, but he’ll give you subtle words of encouragement and stay by your side through tough times. He’ll say things like “You’ll figure it out,” with a small smile that somehow makes you feel like you can handle anything.
◞ ★ ﹒ Suna is someone who doesn’t open up easily. But when he does, it’s usually during quiet, late-night moments. He might not say much, but when he’s lying next to you, staring at the ceiling, he’ll softly admit things like how volleyball sometimes stresses him out or how he worries about the future. These moments are rare, but they show how deeply he trusts you.
• When he’s had a rough day—whether it’s from a tough game or something weighing on his mind—he’ll silently seek you out. He won’t say anything at first, just quietly resting his head on your shoulder or pulling you close. In these moments, he’s not his usual teasing self; he just needs to feel your presence to ground himself.
◞ ★ ﹒ Suna loves to catch you off guard with random, playful touches—like flicking your forehead gently or ruffling your hair when you’re not expecting it. Sometimes he’ll pull you into his lap when you’re sitting together, just to see how flustered you get before smirking and acting like it’s no big deal.
• He teases you a lot, but the moment he senses you’re genuinely upset or hurt by something—whether it’s something someone else did or even a mistake he made—his playful attitude disappears. He’ll apologize in his own awkward way, maybe mumbling something like, “Didn’t mean to be a jerk,” while rubbing the back of his neck. He’ll try to make it up to you by being extra attentive for the rest of the day.
◞ ★ ﹒ On weekends or after long practice days, Suna enjoys lazy mornings where neither of you has any plans. He’ll stay in bed with you, scrolling through his phone or napping. If you try to get up early, he’ll tug you back under the covers, grumbling something like, “Just stay for five more minutes,” which usually turns into another hour.
• If you try to compliment him, he’ll smirk and turn it into a competition. “Oh, you think I’m good-looking? You should see me after a game,” he’ll tease, fully knowing he’s fishing for more praise. But if you keep complimenting him, he’ll get a little flustered, brushing it off with a quiet, “Alright, alright, enough.”
◞ ★ ﹒ Despite his teasing, when you’re not feeling well, Suna steps up. He’s surprisingly gentle, making sure you have medicine and water, and even playing your favorite shows to help you relax. He’ll sit with you, not making a big deal out of it, but you can feel how much he cares by the way he’s always nearby, checking on you with a quiet, “Feeling any better?”
• When Suna is struggling with something, he won’t talk about it directly. Instead, he’ll ask you random questions about your day or make a sarcastic comment about how “life is a pain.” But if you catch on and ask him what’s wrong, he’ll let out a sigh and slowly open up. He may not dive into deep emotions often, but when he does, you can tell it’s a big step for him.
◞ ★ ﹒ Suna tends to deflect serious conversations with jokes or sarcasm, especially if he’s feeling vulnerable. If you try to talk about something emotional, he might shrug it off at first, saying something like, “Eh, I’ll live.” But later, he’ll quietly apologize and admit he didn’t mean to brush you off. He’ll show his vulnerability when he feels ready, often in moments when you least expect it.
• Suna enjoys pulling light pranks on you, like hiding your phone or making you think he forgot something important. But when you pout or get annoyed, he’ll make it up to you with soft gestures, like offering to do something you love, or bringing you your favorite snacks with a sly, “Consider it an apology.”
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frommybedroom · 2 months ago
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inspired by this post
Even after he turns in his essay, he can’t stop. It’s not like he’s never written anything before, but those were the silly daydreams of a little boy with his head in the clouds, who dreamed of movie stars and damsels in distress. What he’s doing now is important. What he’s doing now is necessary.
On the third day in a row that he’s late to dinner—so late that Soda has to reheat his plate—Darry says, “What you been writing about, Pony?”
“Yeah,” Soda says, bringing the plate over and setting it down. “You’re always still up when I try to go to bed. I’ve had to replace the batteries in your flashlight twice now. Are you writing another story?”
Pony shrugs. Suddenly, all the words that pour out of him so easily onto the page get lodged in the back of his throat.
How to describe it to them? The urge—to not forget, to hold onto what was. To wring out the words and distill them into a watered-down version of his friends. Those measly words the only things left of Johnny Cade and Dallas Winston.
“Hey, Ponyboy, what’s wrong?”
Pony blinks, and Soda’s blurry face peers at him. Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Darry scoot his chair closer to the both of them. Both wear matching expressions of concern.
“I just—” He swallows past the lump in his throat. “I just want to remember them.”
His brothers don’t say anything. So he keeps going.
“I—I can’t let them just disappear. They were here. They were real. And now they’re not. And I can’t let what their tombstones say be the only thing people remember about them. They were more than just a date.”
Soda leans over and ruffles his hair. It’s starting to grow out again finally, the natural dark roots beginning to peek through. “Don’t worry about that, Pony. You’ll never forget them. None of us will.”
“Yeah,” Darry agrees. “Dallas and Johnny were family, and family don’t—”
“I can’t remember what Mom’s perfume smelled like,” Pony bursts out. “I don’t remember what her high heels sounded like on the floor or the slight burning smell when she would curl her hair. And I try real hard to remember what it was like waking up and hearing Dad make coffee, but it’s gone. They’re fading. Like they were never actually here at all.” He clenches his fists, and there’s still a faint ache in his wrist. “I’m not gonna let that happen to them.”
He doesn’t tell them that sometimes at night, after Soda’s fully asleep and snoring like some dang bear, he sneaks out of bed and into the closet where they’ve kept Johnny’s clothes folded in a neat pile. Sometimes he holds them, brushing his fingers over the ripped jeans; sometimes he can’t bear to sully them. Which doesn’t even make sense because the shirt’s still got some of Johnny’s blood on it so it’s plenty dirty already, but he still feels like he’ll ruin it if he touches them too much or for too long.
He’s broken out of his thoughts by arms wrapping around him. A moment later, another pair of arms joins the first. And then he’s clutching onto Soda’s elbow and Darry’s forearm, and once again they’re all holding each other.
He wonders what this scene would look like to an observer: three boys in a rundown kitchen with grime caked under their fingernails and wearing clothes that don’t fit quite right. Unwanted tears escaping from tightly squeezed eyelids. A forgotten plate of food sitting on the table. No parents or friends anywhere to be seen.
He thinks they would see grief. And heartache and loneliness and pain. But maybe also hope. Maybe also love.
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yourtipsygrandma · 8 months ago
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I saw the Northern Lights and I’m having an extreme emotional reaction excuse me
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kaidanalenkosprmanager · 9 months ago
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THE BEST OF PRIORITY: MARS (PART 1)
Featuring: Cmdr. Sophie Shepard, Maj. Kaidan Alenko, Lt. James Vega, and Dr. Liara T'Soni Sophie, I don't know what you are- or who. Not since Cerberus rebuilt you. For all I know, you could be their puppet- controlled by The Illusive Man himself. Mass Effect 3: Legendary Edition (2021)
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jasperyourmutt · 4 months ago
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Thank fucking god for doctors who give a shit about your health. I just met my new doctor who is going to be prescribing my T and I feel so relieved to have someone who actually CARES
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pepperpixel · 1 year ago
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“And it’s! Clean out the bank and, bump off your daddy,
You can come live with us amidst the has-beens and the addicts!
These are crazy times down at Costello music!
You can answer the phone and talk any way you choose it, come on!”
More Betty and Magic Man! And… I maybe should wait to post these as part of a photoset cuz… I do still have more wip stuff of them but… I spent all of today coloring these chibis I wanna upload them ghgh-
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bg3-brainwormed · 6 months ago
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Stumbled into another Gale romance run, figured I’d try out the ‘as gods do’ path this time since I did the ‘real Gale’ route the first time. Someone explain to me why this man was doing astral projected somersaults shadow clone no jutsu style.
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mmmairon · 2 years ago
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Your tag about the intersection between grief and homesickness fucked me up ngl. Im dealing with the grief of suddenly losing my father and I never thought of it like that but you're so right that's exactly what it feels like
oh anon :( I am so, so sorry you are going through this. in my own experience, the first few months after unexpectedly losing my own father felt like when you were a little kid at a sleepover you didn’t really want to be at—everyone sleeps soundly but you have this indescribable, aching feeling in your chest of I just want to go home, please let me go home. it’s smothering, more than unbearable, and it doesn’t leave.
this kind of grief makes you feel like a little kid again. but not in a good way. home isn’t really anywhere anymore without the person who made it feel like one.
I hope your grief eases soon. It’s lifelong, but it does get easier, in time.
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fewderpewders · 3 months ago
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i really need to start playing proseka again
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asterias-corner · 6 months ago
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tw sa themes/mentions
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I remember it like it was yesterday. But to you, i was just another ex that was dramatic over some touch.
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solar-halos · 5 months ago
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with odesta week coming to a close, i just wanna make an official post to thank everyone who participated! <3. i loved reading what yall came up with, everything was so fun and creative and (depending on the prompt) delightfully heartbreaking. a big thank you to everyone who read the fics too, i loved seeing all your feedback. and, lastly, thank you sm for taking time out of your day to build an entire story based on literally any of the prompts, i had a very fun time geeking out over them <3. until next time
xoxo,
sol
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moonlvr69 · 2 years ago
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Abigail Hobbs as The Huntress, Artemis/Diana
.. Some messy sketches while I do a proper one
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thefarminggoblin · 1 year ago
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Soooo how long are we all gonna ignore that our slutty vampire boi Astarion high key sounds like Charming from Shrek? Because umm…
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dyk3pup · 8 months ago
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#depraved ass omo shit idk?#couldn’t stop thinking abt this fantasy tonight😵#needing to pee rlly bad. like getting super desperate looking up at her w pleading puppy eyes n everything#just to have her coo at me thru my whines and whimpers like ‘aww what’s wrong puppy?’ .making me specifically say it and ask for permission.#then after seeing how desperate i am just going w faux sympathy ‘mmm nooo i think u can hold it! be a good puppy and hold it for mama<3’#but obviously im abt to fucking explode😭😭😭so i just plead and desperately beg and she just laughs at me like ‘mm no. u can hold it baby’#but as i insist i can’t anymore she just coos at me like ‘oh u can’t? the puppy can’t help themselves?’😭😭😭😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫#THIS IS ALL SO FUCKING HUMILIATING LIKE I WOULD GENUINELY BE CRYINF FROM EMBARRASSMENT😭😭😭😭😭#and she just keeps telling me i can hold it. 😭😭till i piss myself with the most humiliated sounding whine ever#just for her to coo/aww at me w the stupidest condescending voice ever ‘aww really? u couldn’t help but make a mess of urself baby?’😵‍💫😭#then call me fucking pathetic for losing control so easily😂then also adding to the humiliation.#‘oh my god. are u getting off to this? u like making a fuckin mess of urself like the filthy bitch u are?’#😂😂😂😂😂😂😭😭😭😭😭😭😵‍💫#i’m fucking insane .#her <3#bonus points if tickling is involved in any way!😂#being tickled till u piss urself💞🪽✨#being bullied💞🪽✨
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boag · 1 year ago
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I wholeheartedly looove being a pretentious “I liked it before it was cool 🙄” hipster cunt
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cahootings · 1 year ago
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been a while since I had a bonafide Stoned Thought but last night I really had a moment of thinking “what if I didn’t actually injure myself that badly what if I can actually walk right now” as though I’d racked up all this medical debt and spent so much time at physical therapy for no reason
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