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supermodelsims · 25 days
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Tinsley Landgraab.
“A rose in any season.”
Hair - @badddiesims
Earrings - @bradfordsims
Necklace - @atelierlena
Dress - @cool-content-star
Rings - @bluecravingcc
Shoes - @mssims
Poses - @roselipaofficial
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beaulesbian · 3 months
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One Piece ch. 004 - 006 || ch. 485 (ep. 377)
What good is ambition if I can't even save the life of my own captain?
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doobea · 8 months
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IN A CASE OF EMERGENCY - SAE ITOSHI
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synopsis: Sae forgets to change one small detail in his hospital record, but it ends up for the better.
content: gn!reader, exs to lovers, sfw, minor injuries, second chances, fluff, slight angst but overall just comforting, sae being a bad communicator as always word count: 1.1K a/n: something short and sweet to crave my sae brain rot
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"Hey," You shut the door softly behind you and make your way over to where he lay. You stand with arms firmly crossed and the tight expression you send him makes Sae want to hide underneath the covers. "You didn't change your emergency contact?"
He manages to keep his usual stoic look and carelessly shrugs, although it's a bit difficult with the amount of tubes stuck to his arms, "I doubt Rin would even show."
You heave out a deep sigh and sit down on the edge of the bed, looking everywhere but his face, "You guys still haven't made up after all this time?"
"It's complicated, you know that." He watches your shoulders tense at the last part but you let them fall before he gets a chance to comment.
"Well, I hope you know that getting a call from the hospital at one in the morning wasn't on my weekend's to-do list." You attempt to joke but he knows that you're particular about your sleep schedule.
"I know." He wants to apologize but holds it off. Sae turns his head towards the opposite side of the room and awaits your berating.
"You haven't been taking care of yourself, have you?"
"I haven't."
Sae doesn't bother to hide it. Ever since separating from you, he's been distracting himself with more and more games. Trying to keep both mind and body busy from having to even think about you. Too bad it all eventually caught up. He feels like he's stuck in a space between sorrow and bliss.
"Well, you need to." You state the obvious, although it's most likely because he knows there wasn't much to say.
It's been a full year since he last spoke to you. He should feel lucky that you even bothered showing up after how bitter the breakup was. And he does.
"Hey," You say again, but this time it's softer and has a hint of hesitation. Just enough for Sae to pick up on it.
He props himself up on the hospital bed, leans forward, and faces you, "Yeah?"
You turn too, just inches apart from him. Close enough that he can hear your breathing over the monitoring machines. The room is dark but there's a faint glow from the street lamp outside. Sae can make out the shine in your eyes, the familiar shape of your lips, and the way your hair falls down your face. You look better than the last time he saw you.
"This is old but," You laugh dryly and avert your gaze, Sae is almost positive that you're blushing, "do you remember the stupid promise we made a while back?"
Of course, he remembers. It had been his idea after all. Looking back at it, it was an impulsive decision that he made up on a whim. Promising that he would propose after beating his brother's team. That idea soon fell apart as quickly as he had come up with it. Sae isolated himself for a while after losing and it drove you away from how stubborn and absolutely stupid everything turned out to be.
"I remember." Sae finally answers after a long moment.
"My mom still talks about it—talks about you and talks about us."
As cruel as it may sound, he's glad that he's still very much a present in your life. Sae tries to hold back the smile that threatens to spill on his face, a twitch on his lips so small that only you would be able to recognize.
"Not funny."
There it is, that pout that he would always make fun of. Sae holds back the urge to call you cute and instead decides to have the long-awaited overdue conversation.
"I'm sorry for the way I treated you." He carefully watches your facial expression change ever so slightly as he continues. "I didn't mean to place our relationship on a selfish bet. I should've just waited for the right moment to do it."
There's silence. You almost start stuttering as soon as he meets your glossy eyes. The way he spoke came out more casually than he intended and he's pretty sure that his current expression is even more casual. Sae reminds himself that he needs to get rid of the stoic act, especially when it comes to you.
"How would you have done it?" Your voice staggers in what he assumes to be a mixture of anxiety and yearning. Still, it's not a question that he had expected to fly out of you.
Sae feels his mouth go dry but he carries on, ignoring the warm rush to both his cheeks and stomach, "By the pier where I first asked you to be mine. Exactly a month after your birthday because I know you don't like it when people combine holidays and anniversaries close together."
"Because it's—"
"Lazy." Sae finishes and finds the strength to chuckle when you shoot him another one of your cute pouts. He presses on, "Would you have said yes?"
Another wave of silence and he wonders if you're rejecting the idea. If that's the case, Sae hopes you forget about this conversation tomorrow morning, even though you had brought it up first. It'll be a little weird for him to get rejected again by his former partner but he tells himself that he's been through worse. The silence grows heavier and Sae is about to play it off as some awful joke, tell you to leave for the night, but then—
"I would've." You said breathlessly. And when he doesn't respond because he's speechless, you repeat yourself again.
"That's good to know." He can't help but to laugh out a little because, of course, this happens to him. Sae studies your body language for a while before speaking, feeling brash and frankly overly confident. He might just blame it on the medication if you were to ask him about it later. "By the way, I still need a ride back tomorrow."
You stifle back your own laugh but it's filled with tenderness that he was once familiar with, "Is this your way of asking me to get back with you?"
"No," He's swift to respond, "I'll do that after I invite you inside."
"Do you think I'll say yes?"
"Knowing you, most likely."
Sae leans forward, closing the space between the two of you. His lips are a hair width apart from yours and he's sure that you could hear his heart pounding against his ribcage. He watches you close your eyes and soften your face but, as much as he wants to shut the distance, Sae bumps his forehead against yours.
You wince and yelp at the impact, "What was that for?"
"To let me know that I'm not dreaming."
He doesn't care about the half-glare you give him or the fact that his heart rate monitor is giving away how nervous he actually is. What he does care about is having the privilege to be next to you again, and in this little moment, you are the center of his universe.
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loveume · 1 year
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# salt + sunscreen 🏖️
it was so warm.
sprawled out on his beach towel with a hand against his abdomen, the sun blanketed him in warmth, nagi drifts in and out of consciousness.
he can hear the ocean waves, smell the salt of the sea, but he can't bear to peel his eyes open when he's so content. not until he hears you bounding over and plopping yourself on the towel laid out next to his.
he turns his head and peeks at you with one eye. you're panting, chest rising with every inhale and exhale. water droplets sparkling on your skin, he watches one as it trails from the side of your neck down, down, down until it disappears into your cleavage. obscured from view by the clingy fabric of your patterned one piece.
"seishiro, baby," you nudge him gently with one hand while the other rummages through your tote, "did you put on any sunscreen before you decided to offer your body up to the sun as sacrifice?"
he's looking at you with both eyes now, and has even turned over to face towards you, head propped up.
"nah, sunscreen's such a hassle. why'd you go swimming without me?"
you let out a small scoff at his reply, "the real hassle will be when you're all burnt up. and i didn't go without you, my love, you looked really cozy on your towel."
you finally find the tube of sunscreen you'd been looking for, buried under the paperback you're currently reading. turning to your boyfriend, you catch sight of his lips pulled into a pout.
"don't pout sei, you can swim with me right after i get this sunscreen on you," you promise, "now up."
nagi sits up with a whine while you busy yourself with squeezing the right amount of sunscreen onto your palm.
"can't let my pale boy burn," you say, pressing your lips to his cheek in a sweet kiss.
your cream covered hands are a bit cold when they first make contact with his skin, and yeah he does flinch a bit, but he can't really complain. it's nice to be taken care of in these subtle ways by you. you're also his really pretty girlfriend who's rubbing your hands all over his chest, wearing what he thinks is the cutest swimsuit he's ever seen.
but that doesn't mean he won't take any opportunity he can to tease you.
"the sunscreen's a nice excuse to feel me up hm?" he asks as your hands glide across his shoulders and down his arms.
you giggle, "sei, you're my boyfriend. i don't really need an excuse to feel you up, baby."
"mm, and how many boyfriends you got, pretty?" he's got a smirk now, his big hands coming to rest at your hips giving you a little squeeze.
you fix him with a playful look before answering, "just the one."
"yeah?"
"yeah, any more and it would just be a hassle."
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his bisexual wings are so funny to me. Oh Boy. I Wonder. How Will We Ever Know.
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mizuseyebrows · 1 month
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modern mizu in this............? I would combust
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hastyprovocateur · 2 months
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Dark blue, 8", curved, girthy in the middle, ribbed, dripping with lube and eager to breed
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cleradinel · 1 year
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Favorite S4 Mike parallel -> Mr. Bingham.
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bluespiritshonour · 3 months
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Something, something. Thinking about how Mai is constantly bored and craves excitement. Thinking about how exciting Blue Spirit could be.
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zee-rambles · 1 year
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Leo and Dewey are just here for the chaos.
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flaming-bluee · 1 year
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I heard people were starving for some BONRIN??!!??!!!!??!!! It’s me, I’m people
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bluastro-yellow · 6 months
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I thought Kim's portrait looking a little like the Rising Moon Hanafuda card was just a neat coincidence but I actually like the idea of Kim symbolising a moonrise instead of a sunrise. the Sun is the brightest star in the sky and when it's gone the Moon keeps reflecting its light. what if (if you play him as a huge communard) Harry dies just like Mazov and Kim becomes the "echo maker", the one who spreads his message
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vimbry · 2 months
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yeah all of the above
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ninacarstairss · 10 months
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i hate them and their little smug expressions so much
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thyandrawrites · 5 days
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It's all about Nagi living alone in a tiny one bedroom, one bathroom apartment with zero personality and Reo having a whole floor for himself but still living surrounded by tacky-expensive home decor with no apparent traces of his actual personality, either. It's all about how Nagi's parents haven't visited him in 2 years nor taken an interest in his life since, while Reo's are content to live floors apart from their teenage son, only taking an interest in what value he can bring to Mikage Corp but being otherwise uninvolved in / dismissive of his actual life. It's all about them being surrounded by people and still not knowing how to form a meaningful connection with another person before meeting each other. It's all about them being so starved for genuine human warmth to combat their bone-deep loneliness that they both treasure memories of tiny, inconsequential moments where they were spending time with their parents. Something something it's this line,
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and how it describes them both despite being said about Reo. It's them being awkward 17-year-olds who had never before had an equal who would just respect them as they are and unconditionally look their way. In this essay I will-
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eroguron0nsense · 6 months
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Blue Eye Samurai Rant
So I'm cursed with the knowledge that the creators/wikipedia page/every single instance of media coverage of Blue Eye Samurai explicitly made Mizu canonically fEmALe and I hate this?? I've read the Jane Wu interview and everything and I understand where she's coming from and the show's worth watching and there's a lot of obvious talent and writing chops that went into making it but it also woulda been so much cooler and frankly more compelling if the creators weren't CIS like frfr how the hell are you going to put so much painfully, glaringly obvious queer/trans coding and transmasc trauma into quite literally every aspect of a focal character and then deny me trans Mizu with all these quotes about how "She's an unconventional woman suppressed by the oppressive patriarchy of her time"?? I don't care how reasonable this complaint is I'm fucking ANNOYED, this is a MAN and the world owes me this much
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