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sttoru · 7 months ago
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“ryo,” it rolls off your tongue. naturally—as if you’ve called him that thousands of times before. you don’t realise it until he stops his movements.
sukuna narrows his eyes. you turn your head and look up, oblivious to your slip-up. the sorcerer doesn’t utter a word and instead glares down at your short frame. he looks irritated, or more annoyed.
“oh,” you realise why only a few seconds later. you bow your head at him and try to explain yourself in a hurry. normally, you’d address him with respect like everyone else does. ‘my lord’, ‘lord sukuna’, or even ‘master’.
you nearly fall to your knees. you don’t know how or what sukuna’s going to do now that you’ve dropped the honorifics on accident and called him by a nickname. you hold your hands together, “my deepest apologi—“
“again,” sukuna demands in a rough voice. you freeze for a second before tilting your head back. you catch a glimpse of his expression; he’s amused, intrigued and perhaps still a bit annoyed. he repeats, “call me that again.”
sukuna isn’t annoyed by the fact that you’ve called him by a nickname for the first time. he’s annoyed, because your sweet voice makes him feel stuff he’s sworn to never feel for a regular human. that warm feeling in his chest. . . he hates it. yet he yearns for it. from you.
you hesitate for a second, unsure if the firm tone in sukuna’s voice was a bad sign or not. you decide to just comply and hope for the best, “. . . ryo.”
sukuna grits his teeth. you think he’s mad, but in reality, he’s trying to eliminate the feelings of love from within him. your voice calling him so affectionately—so intimately; it makes him feel that warmth in his chest.
no one’s dared to call him anything like that before. everyone’s formal with him. it’s a must. sukuna’s used to everyone acknowledging his superiority in the conversations he holds. it’s a given.
no one refers to him so casually. no one dares to.
you’re the first one to break that pattern. the first one to make sukuna’s cold heart tremble. if it were anyone else, they’d be his dinner by now. but it’s you so it’s. . . fine, he assumes. an exception.
silence falls in the hallway. luckily, not another soul is around to witness the king of curses struggling to contain his own ‘foolish’ emotions. sukuna clicks his tongue and sighs before continuing to walk ahead of you.
you scurry after him—keeping your head low. you don’t wish to upset sukuna any further. you feel like you overstepped a boundary just now. the silence continues for a couple seconds, both of you deep in thought.
sukuna’s the one to end the quiet atmosphere. his voice is as deep and cold as ever, though there’s no denying the subtle softness that creeps in whenever he talks with you.
he takes a deep breath and sighs. sukuna keeps walking and doesn’t spare you a glance, however his voice and words tell you enough;
“from now on, that’s the only way you’ll address me until i say otherwise, understood?”
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just-null · 2 months ago
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wrestling to be the first to greet you (they broke into your house)
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buggachat · 2 years ago
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Part 178 of my bakery “enemies” au!
baking montage!
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Kofi
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peachducy · 5 months ago
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picarats
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itty-bitty-sunshine · 1 month ago
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The illusion of choosing a path when it had been carved out from the start
It was out of love, though. For you.
You can walk out if you want.
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hello-puppy · 1 year ago
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if im understanding:: a lot of people frame recovery as completely stopping and moving away from all your ""negative"" habits and rituals. for a lot of us, these habits and rituals were made to protect us. they're also illusory. by destroying yourself and ""destroying"" others, you're not actually protecting yourself, nor being "on top of things" like we like to think we are.
but, for us, recovery shouldn't be "stop not trusting people, stop feeling insecure, stop antagonizing others" etc etc. but i think it should be framed in a way that recognizes our survival skills, not negates them.
maybe its framed as "your survival skills are necessary in a dog eat dog world, but hone them. don't disregard your own experiences, because how you lived as a child/teen/adult kept you alive to this day. and thats wonderful. you knew what you had to do, even if it was horrible, even if it was terrifying, even if you were scared, you stuck it out. and everyone in the world is NOT like your caregivers/abusers who made you this way. so hone your survival skills. learn who makes you feel slightly less scared, and lean into it. learn who triggers you, and definitely avoid those. and lean into the feeling of newfound safety when you're able to readjust to having real, freedom-based control. "
I feel like in many ways the way that recovery from destructive mental illness is framed sounds like…a prison. Even aside from the literal kinds.
Like we talk about how depression or an eating disorder or addiction or whatever have, like, this vortex effect that pulls you in, succumbing to which may be the result of not fighting hard enough and taking the easy/safe/comfortable route, taking for granted that the pull is illusory and there's nothing about it anyone should actually find desirable.
But at the same time the way recovery is described is like living with a cop in your head. Permanently vigilant for if you're doing the Correct and Healthy™ thing or if you might be heading down some dark road for the n'th time. Potentially never ever again really being able to let yourself go.
But if you do go down the dark road. Then it doesn't matter anymore right? You can totally let go and do whatever you want and fully indulge some parts of yourself. How tantalising! To destroy with reckless abandon. To not be self-monitoring. To be free. It honestly feels good in a certain way!
And like obviously it's also bad like everyone already knows that. But not acknowledging the ways it's also got some genuinely desirable aspects (beyond "comfortable") is not the best way to actually prevent those bad things, I think. There's gotta be a better way to understand recovery than shutting down the BadWrong.
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vellichorsdesire · 7 months ago
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cuddling with your f/o(s) in bed but your arms always fall asleep. their hair gets in your face sometimes or vice versa. being in the middle of kissing, noses bumping too much or you just miss their lips completely with your eyes closed. bumping foreheads accidentally!!! kissing even more and then breaking it off to yawn or giggle and trying to kiss again but it only repeats. goosebumps and shivering whenever you touch them. accidental (or very much intentional/jokingly) shoving/elbowing because the others feet are too cold or it is suuper warm to even be this close to each other. they love and love and love you tremendously still through anything and everything. even if you steal the covers off them when you sleep, maybe
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russell-crowe · 7 months ago
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a quick goodbye in the parking lot
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shigayokagayama · 6 months ago
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people calling ekurei a crackship makes me nuts like. when i think crackship i think "ship between two characters who have never even been in the same room together". this is ekurei of "if you cannot get into paradise when you die, you can always stay with me." that's just having eyes.
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khyann · 9 days ago
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I just got thinking something.
We obviously know Falin is at most loved at least appreciated by the rest of the party, both because she is a natural caretaker as the party's healer but also because of her gentle personality, so of course most of the party is ready to go back to the dungeon asap in order to save her.
We also know in an alternate universe Falin fails to convince the others to go back into the dungeon to save Laios cuz everyone finds him off putting.
But now imagine if Falin does manage to convince the others to go back and save Laios. How many times through the journey do you think, when fighting a monster, they realize how much bigger a disadvantage they have now than they were when they had Laios?
How many times do they struggle coming up with strategies to fight the monsters cuz they lost the one person who knows them like the back of his hand and understands their behavior and instincts giving the party the upper hand?
How many times do they run into something they know Laios has mentioned before because of fucking course he is gonna ramble about every monster under the sun and are trying so hard to remember any useful information he might have babbled about at some point?
How long would it take them to realize maybe Laios played a role in the party beyond just being the leader that simply can't be replicated?
And then. Just as they are starting to accept Laios and his strange personality... he is turned into a chimera. And what's worse, he looks happier like this, his body disfigured into a hybrid of human and a red dragon. And he looks happy like this
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victarin · 1 year ago
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i fucking love people here you guys see this dinnerplate-faced daycare animatronic and go "what if they were detectives" and you make all this amazing astounding art and writing and concepts and designs like yeah . sure . im going to be normal abt this and im not going to think about the incredible levels of creativity involved im not gointg to think about how much i love seeing beginner artists using the dca as a way to learn new skills in art and character design Im not going to think about how much joy is in all those AUs and how much artists and writers put aspects of whatever they enjoy in those stupid ass clowns to make these incredible inspired stories and artworks absolutely Brimming with love for what they created &how much i love seeing people in the community huddling around those AUs and hyping them up and making More Art from those yeah im normal. whatever
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mummer · 11 months ago
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i knew you once (+details)
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kekwuit · 1 month ago
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he should get prescription sunglasses
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*Trying on 4s' sunglasses*
[How do you see in these things]
[Yeah it's a little blurry but you get used to it]
[. . .]
[Cant see as in too dark Red...]
[Ah.]
[No wonder why everything's still blurry]
^Barely takes them off
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redundantz · 1 year ago
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Ancient Loz AU Story
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10,000 years before the events of BOTW the Princess of Hyrule and the Hero who wields the sword that seals the Darkness first fought off the Calamity. With the help of the Sheikah, Guardians, Champions and the Divine Beasts. However, the hero and her best friend; the Prince of the Gerudo, were now missing. The only one to return from the fight was the Princess… Bloodied and bruised. She emerged from the castle alone. No longer the energetic, and free spirited person she used to be. Now, she is filled with a sole dedication to her Kingdom. But cold, and filled with deep sorrow. She orders the Sheikah to create shrines to train the next hero.They prepare the towers, store the Guardians under the castle till they are needed. Research started on the slate where it can be used for building infrastructure and even battle. Anything to help prepare for another Calamity.
The Gerudo Prince wasn't seen again and the heroes identity was forgotten But, the Royal blood of Hylia lives on….
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Link is from a traveling caravan. His family has blood from the ancient Zonai tribe. He travels with a decent size troupe along with his sister, father and grandmother.
He meets Zelda during a festival where he was entering an archery contest in castletown. Zelda, who was disguised as Sheik, was also entering. She beat him at the contest(barely), but was extremely bothered by how good he was.
The festival goes on for about 3 days and at the end there is the sword ceremony where all the people coming of age(18) can attempt to pull the sword. She was presiding over it and witnessed him pull the sword and his whole life change. Not long after they meet officially and Link is appointed as her Knight; She introduces him to Ganondorf, her best friend from childhood.
And the chaos and comrade-ere ensues~
Over 3 years they travel, train, fall in love and wait for the day when the evil is supposed to show itself. With no sign of the great evil, they start to relax a bit. But that is when it strikes. Ganon travelling by himself at this time. Explores a cave in the Gerudo desert and encounters something ominous. Whispers in the dark speak to him and his fears and wants and his distaste for the King of Hyrule…. The voice is familiar, much too familiar, and before he can fight back it consumes him. When he awakes he is alone. He isn't instantly ‘evil’ but over time it twists his thoughts and actions. His closest friends and mother grow concerned. He becomes harsher and radical. Cruel. During a secret meeting with the King, Ganon assassinates him. Zelda happens upon Ganon covered in blood. She thinks he's hurt and is concerned by his behavior the past year. He snaps. He tells her every dark thing he has been thinking, and that he killed her father. In shock, and devastated, she can’t move as Ganon is about to strike her. But Link manages to get to her in time because the master sword was glowing, something he has never seen before but an instinct so old took over him. He races to escape with her. Ganon takes over the castle. But only as a steward because the King and the Princess are nowhere to be found. No one is the wiser to his malevolent plots. Yet. He knows she has to act fast since Zelda and Link escaped.
Zelda and Link make it all the way to Kakariko Village and Impa and they are all Informed that the Calamity is upon them. No one can believe it is their Ganondorf who is doing this but it is undeniable. They grieve, but they must act fast. With the help of the Sheikah they gather the guardians, monks and send word to the Races and Champions to prepare for battle. Zelda listens as Link hums an old Zonai Lullaby his mother used to sing to him. And it makes her remember something she read about. A story about there being an ancient Zonai device below the castle that would help defeat the Demon King.
Impa knows the tunnels She can help them sneak in. So they prepare to infiltrate the castle.
Under the castle they find the Zonai Artifacts that were left behind for sealing the great evil.
Ganon's followers saw them enter however and informed him. Knowing this is his chance he stops all pretenses and releases his power. Unleashing a mob of monsters and a cloud of malace into the castle and across Hyrule. But the Champions and Shekah are prepared to meet them.
Looking around for any clue. Trying to think of anything they read or that Link heard from his family that could be used to turn on the sealing jewelry. They don’t know how to activate it, but Ganon is going to be upon them soon as they had to fight through hordes of monsters beforehand.
Out of the dark behind them he emerges.
Zelda and Link manage to avoid the surprise attack. They both go on the defensive. They fight and try to reason with him. They can’t believe this is their friend, their lover. The fight is tough, because they all know each other's moves after training together for years along with the emotional turmoil. Zelda tells Link he needs to figure out how to activate the artifact if they are to succeed. She will hold him off. But by this point they are both exhausted.
Ganon manages to cut Link, spraying blood over the floor and the statue. Link falls to the floor and Ganon towers over him ready to strike him down, but Zelda blasts him away. Ganon turns his attention to her. Annoyed with her meddling and manages to land a blow on her also. Cutting the tip of her right ear off.
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The statue lights up from the blood. The blood of a zonai. That  was another part of the Lullaby from Links family Zelda realizes. The Jewelry glows and expands before flying off the wrists of the statue to Link. He is surrounded by a green glowing light that blasts Ganon and Zelda back. The bands constrict around his arms and legs disintegrating the clothing underneath. He screams. Zelda watches on in horror as Link transforms before her. His skin is turning black and his bones and skin stretch until he is 6 ft tall. What did she get him into? This was supposed to help them what was happening… She is living in a nightmare. What else will she have to give up. She cries as she looks at him, feeling his pain and fear. His hair band she had given him falls from his hair. Rolling across the floor towards her. “..Zelda….” He says 
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She picks up the hair band and goes to him! But he is not really responding. He is restrained and struggling within himself. His head is filled with the spirits of the Zonai he knows what he must do…he knows this is the last time he will see Zelda and Ganon. To seal the Demon King he must sacrifice himself. He says the last part of the Lullaby to Zelda and she knows. This is it. She kisses him. Though a bit strange now that he's so tall and his lips are cold. Ganon is getting up across the cavern from them, laughing. He mocks them and their weak attempts at thwarting him. One last clash. Zelda manages to get his weapon from him and Link plunges his arm into Ganons chest activating the sealing power. Glowing green. They both freeze in place and all is quiet. Entombed under the castle. The malice and monsters disappear. Zelda cautiously goes up to them. She doesn't touch them lest she break the spell somehow. The only thing she does is grab the hair bangle that fell to the floor in the final fight. It was the one from Ganon’s hair. And she left for the surface.
Alone.
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Thanks for Reading! <3
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alien-til-i-stage · 3 months ago
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also i was so in shock about the other luka post i forgot about this one
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HYULUKA
I feel like this perfectly demonstrates their relationship right now. Luka holds Hyuna, trapping her and preventing her from leaving while he points at her, seemingly accusingly. However Hyuna has that strange look on her eyes, like she isnt there fully. Shes looking at Luka but not at luka, if you know what I mean. Like shes lost in a trance, at the same time her own hand is lying on Luka’s shoulder.
This entire scene looks like a dance, how Luka’s hand is on her waist and Hyuna’s hand is on his shoulder.
I do wanna talk about how Luka is pointing at Hyuna like this. Its strange isnt it? We haven’t seen Hyuna do anything wrong, at least to our knowledge yet. However I do want to point out how in All In, when we see Hyunwoo’s death, Its not clear who pushed and accidentally killed him.
While we might assume its Luka, we have no definitive proof that he was the one to actually hit or push him, not to mention he was on the ground as well, meaning that if he did push Hyunwoo, he wouldve fallen himself.
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however he lays on his side. if he did push hyunwoo, then wouldn’t he have fallen on his back?
This makes me wonder if it was actually Hyuna, and while this isn’t a rare or unheard of theory in Alien Stage, i think the new offical art might hint that this is true. What if the reason he points at her is to signify it was her fault Hyunwoo fell. That he’s accusing her of pushing and killing Hyunwoo.
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Another thing I wanna point out is that the new post seems to be the exact opposite of this shot. In the shot, Hyuna towers over Luka, she is the one in control as she grabs Luka’s face with an icepick (is it an icepick? it looks like one to me.) and holds it to him threatenly. Despite this, Luka still touches her, he holds onto her hip and he lets himself be held like this by Hyuna, seeming to welcome whatever Hyuna will throw at him.
However the roles are reversed in the new post. Luka is now the one in control, he doesn’t need a weapon, but rather he reminds her of what happened. But Hyuna holds him softly, and doesn’t try to resist or run, just standing there with him.
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aardvaark · 6 months ago
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tara cole my beloved
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