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ekat-fandom-blog · 1 year
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"Meets Me, Meets Me Not"
Bruce didn't want a soulmate. He saw how having a limited amount of words made people think harder about what they wanted to say. It didn't matter that his job required him to talk to people, he could always write it down or go the route Stephen Hawking did with text to speech.
Another reason he didn't want to meet his soulmate was his Justice League coworkers. He saw what losing your soulmate did to a person. J'onn might be coping now, but he hadn't been when he came to Earth. And what happened with the alternate version of Clark and how the entire Justice League became dictators after Lois died. Too many villains already knew his identity. It would just put his soulmate at risk.
Jazz had always wanted to meet her soulmate. She wanted someone she could talk to for hours on end. She wanted to never have to worry about not having enough words to finish a conversation with her brother. She didn't want to ever worry about not having words at all and worrying that a ghost or other villain would ruin any device she used to communicate with others.
She saw how happy Danny and Valerie were together after they'd found each other. She saw how they began to naturally balance out because of the other. She wanted that.
Valerie told her about an old trick. Showed her that no matter what flower she chose or how many petals the flower had originally, it always ended with the same answer. Showed her some scientific research on it. "Meets me, meets me not" was always accurate. The reason most people don't play the game is because if someone got "meets me not" it meant they'd never meet their soulmate in their lifetime.
So, she grabbed a flower and started. "Meets me," pick, "Meets me not," pick, "Meets me," pick, "Meets me not," and kept on going until the last petal.
"Meets me not."
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firedragon1321 · 8 months
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Right at the end....
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navybrat817 · 8 months
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https://www.tumblr.com/navybrat817/726015939210002432/navy-thank-you-for-blessing-us-with-new-content?source=share
What about Stud and Smartie? 🥺
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I'm doing my best, nonnie. 😞
Love and thanks. ❤️
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13 for whoever the song fits best <3
@avastyetwats
❝You look happier❞ Ed comments with a bittersweet smile. He had approached Izzy after Stede left. He couldn't remember if he has seen Izzy this happy before and he wondered if Ed ever made him this happy. He wants this to be true, but he isn't sure. And that perhaps is more hurtful than Izzy and Stede finding happiness to each other ❝You deserve it... more than any of us, perhaps.❞
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kidovna · 29 days
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manifested mileven at the snowball in 2016, so now I’m manifesting byler at senior prom🪻🌻
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lucasoliko · 4 months
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Happy Colter Arthur season for those who celebrate
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celine-song · 2 months
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리틀 포레스트 (Little Forest)
— 2018, dir. Yim Soon-rye
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 24 days
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Daddy, don't go.
[First] Prev <–-> Next
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itll-be-alright · 15 days
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the kids are gonna be alright
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levitiquee · 6 months
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𝘔𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭
𝘞𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵e𝘭𝘭
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Levi let out a sigh of relief the moment your silhouette appeared through the shadows, tensed shoulders relaxing. He turned his head, all focus shifting instantly to you.
“You.” He exhaled, a hint of exasperation in his tone, indicating that the little time spent without your absence had not been very fun. “Where have you been?”
“Hi. Went to scout.” You answered, reaching the little campfire to stand beside Levi. All your friends sat circling it. Levi’s subtle, not very subtle eagerness at your arrival seemed to have triggered something, making the already guffawing crowd of people laugh even harder. Concluded with Levi’s sour face, it wasn’t very hard to guess what the subject of amusement must have been.
“Oh, are we bullying Levi again?” You beamed, nudging Levi’s leg with your foot, signaling him to give you space. “Scoot over. I want to join too.”
Levi shot a glare, but shifted to let you sit beside him. As another wave of laugher sparked through your friends, you plopped down on the grass, folding your legs. It was a chilly night, and everyone wanted to stay near the fire, therefore, the circle was so tightly formed around the fire, you could barely squeeze yourself between Levi and Nifa.
“Sit on my lap, why don’t you?” Levi grumbled, scowling and squirming a little at the close contact.
“What? It’s cold. And you’re warm.” You said as you sat down. “What are you so pissy for anyways?” You pressed yourself tighter, curling yourself up against him, uncaring of the poisonous gaze. You’ve learnt a long ago, half of Levi's words didn’t mean shit, that if he actually was uncomfortable, you wouldn’t even be here right now, he would’ve broken a bone or two. Levi’s personal space wasn’t something he let anyone come through, but you’ve been an exception for that for a long time.
And he was warm. A warmth that surprisingly only the cold, cold man was capable of.
And as always, the low protest died soon and he adjusted to let you lean against him.
“Hange.” He muttered, answering your previous question. “They’re trying to convince people to marry me.”
“Wonderful.” You grinned, “I volunteer.”
“I hate you.”
Cue for a very drunk Hange cracking up again, leading the others to join in. Even Erwin, ever regal and solemn, couldn’t seem to be able to hold the small smile from forming. With Hange’s contagious laughter and Levi’s scowl, it was impossible to.
“Oh why’d you let Hange drink again?” You laughed, watching them as Moblit struggled, trying to pry the bottle out of the section commander's grasp. “They're gonna be terrible to deal with tomorrow.”
“They insisted it was one sip.” Erwin said solemnly.
“Well, that sure seems like one sip.”
“But seriously though,” Nanaba piped in, shoulders still shaking with the waves of laughter. “Levi’s got all that spunk, but no bitches.”
“Stubborn shortie-” Hange's voice was cut of as they hiccupped
“Shut up. All of you. Please.” Levi sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “
“Point stands. In your mid-thirties, Levi. How long are you going to wait?”
“Why,” He huffed. “Are you people so insistent on analyzing my personal life every damn time? Do you not have anything better to do?”
“Only well wishers.” She gave him a smug smile. “That’s what friends do, they care for each other.”
“No. You just want to give me shit.”
“Well, that too.” She shrugged.
“Iffff—if anything,” Hange stumbled in, rubbing their eyes. She glanced at you pointedly. “You could at least date her. That’d be nice.”
“So I keep telling him.” You feigned a disappointed sigh.
“Don’t fucking egg them on.” He hissed, face heating up at the suggestion. How could they even think it’d work out? He thinks, against the thoughts tugging. Ridiculous. They were ridiculous. You were just as ridiculous. So what does he do with this ridiculous fucking feelin–
“Oh but look,” Hange leaned forward, squinting to watch the two of you, their glasses reflecting off the fire and casting shadows on their face. “ Do mine eyes deceive me or is Ackerman over there blushing?”
“No.” The denial was quick. A little too quick.
“I confirm.” Nanaba smirked. Miche grunted.
“No.”
“Oh, Levi.” Erwin’s eyes glimmered amusement.
“I will hit you. Don’t even go there.”
The roar of laughter only grew louder.
And the night rolled on, the nonsense bickerings and banters continued. Friendly faces and friendly voices, joking and teasing and laughing without a care in the world. Bottles clinked, the firelight glinting on them. At one point, you and Hange started singing some stupid song you’ve heard in the fair, rocking back and forth with the music. And you weren’t certain, but you could swear there was a hint of melody even in the wind blowing by. And it was cold, but with Levi beside you, you were okay. But that was okay, it was okay. More than okay, really. The happiness was overwhelming.
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“You know,” Hange called out suddenly. They had taken to fully sprawl out on the grass. They’d been quiet a while, and you had thought they must’ve passed out, but appears not.
Everyone turned to look at them.
“This is nice isn’t it?” They mumbled, blinking up to the sky. “I mean, sure, we might die tomorrow, but this is nice. I wouldn’t really mind dying.”
“You know, what would’ve been nice, Hange?” Nanaba said, watching Hange. And despite the words itself, she was smiling. “To not mention death.”
“I know but,” Hange sat up, grinning. “This is not too bad as a last night of your life right? I wouldn’t mind.”
And for a second, no one spoke. Perhaps, it was because all were drunk more or less but that hit harder in that moment. Unsaid words were spoken in silence, the wind carrying the oaths away. And even Levi’s eyes had softened.
Only Hange could say words like that with that face, you thought. You weren’t sad, not really. Because Hange was right. Being a scout meant learning to appreciate every breath you can take, and nights like this were as good as they’d come.
“Aww Hange.” You sighed, grinning back. “Cheesy much? You’re making Levi all squirmy.”
“No, I am not—” Levi’s protests were buried as the group jumped in yet again another session of Levi leg-pulling.
But despite it all, Levi thought.
Pissheads, all of them were. But nevertheless.
He watched you with the corner of his eyes, watching you as you laughed your head off to something Eld said, shoulders shaking, the firelight making your eyes glitter. And you were so close, so close, he could hardly breathe. And the urge to wrap an arm around you, to pull you closer. To feel you against him.Would that be so wrong of him? If he leaned close, would you pull away? But it’s okay, he thinks.
Hange was right.
It’s okay if he dies tomorrow. He wouldn’t really mind.
He didn’t really mind right now either.
He finds it strange that he didn’t really mind it. Any of it.
He didn’t mind Hange or Nanaba or any of them.
He didn’t mind your stupid little jokes, clearly made with the intention to piss him off. He didn’t really mind that you were so close. He didn’t mind that your head on his shoulder. He didn’t mind a lot of things that he thinks he would’ve minded if it was anyone else but you.
He doesn’t really know how it works. He doesn’t like thinking about the strange little feelings in his heart that tugged everytime you smiled, or the way his stomach tightened whenever you flirted with him so casually.
And maybe one day he’ll tell you. Maybe he won’t
Does it matter? Is it not enough to only have you alive and close?
He’s here now. With everyone and with you.
He’s home.
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crocodilenjoyer · 3 months
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he's our little brother. take care of him.
anne carson - antigone / alec benjamin - if we have each other / dan pearce - single dad laughing: the best of year one / kodaline - brother
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mugentakeda · 5 months
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better safe than sorry
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softshuji · 2 years
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I missed you too, I thought a lot about you and Rindou while I thought I was dying. Yeah there is a lot of pain, I actually thought talking to you could help take my mind off it...
I don't think I was conscious while Mr Cat was keeping me warm, i have no memories of it. It's not really a private hospital, more of a hospital wing in bonten hq. Koko said he designed this place before everything went bad. He seemed kind of down about it actually....
I hope you get your promotion.
-Naoto
You did? Oh. I thought about you too. Especially about those days when we met, it was funny wasn't it? Everything seemed so... not serious. I thought a lot about how cruel it would be for you to survive all the things you had only to die now, without anyone to be there for you. It would have broken mine and Rin's heart had you died. I think you're the most resilient person I know y'know? You've survived things I never would have. I wish I was more like you.
I think that's why I tried to help from my side. Telling Izana how best to give you the best chance till you got help. I'm just glad you're still here. I hope Koko is good company, and I hope he doesn't stay down for long, though I can understand why. I'm happy to keep you company too, if you'll have me that is, especially if it helps with the pain.
and thank you, though, the concept of a promotion considering everything that's happened feels a little wrong.
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sad-leon · 5 months
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Something about a big leo hugging a little leo in the mindscape just hits different
this time flavored with @remedyturtles's Death Wish boys!
i care about them so much lakdjfalsdjflskd if i had the spoons, there would be a second animatic made already, but alas, school >:(
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fyodcrs · 7 months
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Goodbye, Fyodor. 
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theonewhowails · 6 months
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nari goes on field trips :]
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