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[insp.]
bonus: A few moments earlier...
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freitag1607 · 3 months
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he 😭 hugged 😭 her 😭 back 😭
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tubbytarchia · 4 months
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so ranchers huh
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treasuringizu · 8 months
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“Hmmm…” Satoru holds your hand up, twisting it this way and that and carefully examining it, pitch-black glasses discarded on the side to allow his azure eyes to show. He hums, a deep rumble in his throat as his long, pale fingers trace the back of your palm, gently tugging on your pointer finger, then your pinkie, and your ring finger.
His eyebrows furrow in faux concentration, lips in a pout, and then he nods once to himself. “Alright. Looks promising!” He says out-loud to himself, like a child inspecting their new toy.
You’re so used to his antics that you don’t even bat an eye at his out of the blue examination of your hand, an amused smile playing on your lips as you watch him. You had been walking past where he sat on the couch, only for his arms to wrap around you and pull you sideways onto his lap, no care for what you had been doing prior. He then proceeded to grab your hands with no words, silently beginning his very serious yet sudden inspection. Not like you put up much of a fight, though.
“Satoru,” you say. He rubs his thumb over your knuckles. “Everything okay, baby?” You ask, raising your eyebrows as your smile grows wider with the way his arms tighten minisculely over your midsection at the pet name. You love him. So, so much.
He grins, pearly white teeth winking at you and he ardently nods his head. “Yes! Everything’s great in fact, my dear sugar plum.”
You shake your head, and his attention is momentarily taken from your hands to you, dramatically sighing. “Not that one either?”
“No, Satoru. Try another name.”
“Aw, okay. Anyways!” He intertwines your hands together, affectionately squeezing. Your arm that’s wrapped around his shoulders moves so that your other hand is in his hair, running through the soft snow-white strands, causing his eyes briefly flutter shut at the kind touch. “…Hmm.”
You grin, always happy to see the little ways you affect him. “Anyways…” you prompt, dragging it out and successively reminding him of what he had started to say.
His eyes snap back open, and he gets back to his original task. “As I was saying, you have really, really nice hands,” he murmurs, gently swaying your locked hands, then placing a soft kiss on the back of your palm. “I love them.”
“Thank you, Satoru. I love your hands too.”
“I know, they’re pretty amazing.”
“I’ll smack you.”
He glosses over your threat. “Buttttt…” His grin grows a bit shy, timid— well, as timid as he ever could be. Leaning in for a kiss, you meet him half-way, and your heart leaps as your lips touch, even though this definitely isn’t the first time he’s kissed you before.
When you part, he leans his forehead against yours, his hand that’s not interlocked with yours smoothing over your back, under your t-shirt and fervidly rubbing against your bare skin.
He winks, and your mouth dries. “I think it would look even better with a ring on it.”
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billsbae · 25 days
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katara: are you flirting with me?
zuko: i'm trying
zuko: i don't know what i'm doing
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soda-pop-kandy-krush · 8 months
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just made a crazy discovery on their Spotify profile. pictures of the century.
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zivazivc · 1 year
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obsessed with the idea that adrien post hawkmoth's defeat becomes just some dude, just some bro. fashion? don't know her.
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violentbirds · 3 months
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Anyway I got back into starwars again and this fanfic^ by @jackdaw-kraai has been one of my faves. Vader redemption, found family, BAMF Luke, world building, & humor.
Here’s some illustrations & sketches
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twistedappletree · 8 months
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share-the-damn-bed · 2 months
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✨ little moments
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gunsatthaphan · 1 year
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“I’m not good at kissing yet.”
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bethsvrse · 6 months
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just quickly feeding Mike Schmidt fanfic writers for all their hard word 🤤🫶
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porschesbabydaddy · 10 days
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Theerapanyakul cousins as children
Tankhun: extremely bossy but very cool big brother, comes up with the best games
Kinn: shy and awkward little kid, definitely had an ugly duckling glow up
Vegas: total crybaby with an explosive temper, universally described by teachers as a delight to have in class
Kim: undiagnosed autism baby and insufferable know it all
Macau: biter and certified Bratty Baby Cousin
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Deniss Vasiljevs and coach Stéphane Lambiel in the mixed zone after the SP at the 2024 European Championships | 2024.01.10
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puppydoggraham · 2 months
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Thinking about how Will Graham views his anger as righteous which of course extends to Hannibal. A lot of his anger in s2 is over the fact that he finally trusted someone only for that person to betray him but it’s more than that. It’s more than just what Hannibal did to him. What he’s truly deeply angry about is that Hannibal knows his dark nature and not only knows it, but wants him to embrace the very nature he’s desperately trying to suppress.
He’s supposed to be the one that’s perceptive. He’s the one who is supposed to see it all while remaining unknown and unseen. And yet Hannibal recognizes what kind of person he has as soon as they meet. It’s not supposed to be that way. He hates that Hannibal is the one person he can’t hide from. Who will always see through the facade he puts on for others who buy into it. That’s why when Hannibal essentially tells him in s3 that he hasn’t changed, he’s fuming. If just Hannibal can believe he’s changed, maybe he himself can believe it too.
But he doesn’t. And deep down Will knows that’s just what it is too: a facade. Hating Hannibal is really just him hating himself at the end of the day. He takes a lot of his displaced anger out on him. He has these violent murder fantasies about Hannibal that symbolically can be read as him trying to kill off this part of himself. He can’t kill them off. Suppression only works for so long. The fantasies only grow stronger.
It’s only when he gives in at last during TWOTL. When he stops supressimg who he is. When he stops hating himself for it and overthinking about the act of violence. When he allows himself indulgence. This is when he experiences being at peace with himself possibly for the first time ever. At last, the internal battle that rages on inside him calms. The voices in his head go quiet. Even though this is brief, he knows that what he and Hannibal experienced on that cliff is a moment of peace in a lifetime of unrest. He doesn’t take it for granted, which is why he says what he does. When he stops fighting Hannibal, giving into the violence and also his touch as they embrace, it represents that he stops fighting with himself too. And isn’t that the most beautiful thing in the world?
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suckmyarschkarte · 5 months
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20-year-old Andy Robertson 🐣
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