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alinalal-art · 2 days
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Your Name commission I did for Stephanie Sheh, voice of Mitsuha!
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8pxl · 4 months
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the ever after buy a wallpaper or leave a tip / twitter / instagram / shop 
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lucidloving · 5 months
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Twan Eng Tan, The Gift of Rain // Makoto Shinkai, Your Name // Nicola Yoon, The Sun Is Also a Star // Pavana // Lang Leav, "Soul Mates" // S.E. Hall, Emerge // Hayao Miyazaki, Spirited Away // Hafiz
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latehere · 7 months
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i made this a while back but forgot abt it
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+ close up of moon :33
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bloodrediscream · 8 months
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The sillies! YN x Reboot Wally
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Doesn’t matter if it’s platonic or romantic he likes hanging out with you 💕💗💕
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itachis · 10 months
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YOUR NAME / 君の名は (2016) dir. Makoto Shinkai
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hayakaws · 2 years
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AUTUMN (秋)
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homuras · 9 months
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— Every so often when I wake up in the morning, I find myself crying. I'm always searching. For something, or someone.
Reunion: Kimi no Na wa (2016) Tenki no Ko (2019) Suzume no Tojimari (2022)
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alma-muri · 9 months
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I've made this list for Reddit some time ago. Now, I'm reposting it here with some minor fixes.
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nobeerreviews · 6 months
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Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.
-- Hafez
(Ascona, Switzerland)
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dumblr · 1 month
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I wanna go back to the time when you first told me your name.
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metamorphesque · 1 year
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i want to fill my mouth with your name
Pablo Neruda, Katrien De Blauwer, Marina Tsvetaeva, Anne Magill, Nick Lantz, Anne Magill, Nick Lantz, Anne Magill, Nick Lantz, Anne Magill, Nick Lantz, Ashley Walters, Erika Meitner, Katrien De Blauwer, Ocean Vuong, Anne Magill, Nick Lantz
buy me a coffee
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animepopheart · 1 year
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★ 【唏嘘的星辰】 「 suzume 」 ☆ ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter
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lots-of-pockets · 8 months
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Unconventional comfort
Pairings: Natasha x you
Words: 1379
Warnings: This contains nursing. It is not s*xual in any way but it is slightly unconventional hence the warning. If you don’t like it or do not have anything kind to day, please move on. Thank you
Summary: You had accidentally - and thankfully, managed to provide Natasha with a comfort and closeness she'd always been denied.
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It wasn't rare for Natasha to have nightmares. Due to her past, they were kind of expected. Every night at around the same time, you'd be abruptly awoken by a muffled cry of fear coming from the spot just next to you. You'd rouse almost instantly, desperate to sooth her but not daring to touch her in fear of how she'd react. Sometimes, she'd manage to bring herself out of it.
She'd wake up only briefly before seeking you out with a soft whimper of both fear and confusion, and you'd pull her into your arms, sooth her back to sleep with a gentle hand grazing over the bare skin of her back.
Other times, you weren't so lucky.
There was one time, just a few short months ago that she'd had one of the worst nightmares that exists to date. It had started with her shifting in place slightly, eyebrows furrowed as she lets out a small whimper.
But then it had progressed into quiet cries that had slowly risen in volume until they could be perceived as literal screams of terror. In the midst of your own fear and panic, you'd instinctively made the mistake of trying to wake her.
It was just a touch. Barely even a graze of your finger against her skin. But it was enough. She'd violently shoved you away from her with that could only be described of cry of unbridled rage. Her hands had reached for your throat, and you were sure they would have reached their destination if it hadn't been for the sleepy disorientation still clouding her hazy, tormented mind.
With a skill you didn't even know you possessed, you had managed to haul her thriving body into your arms. You'd situated yourself against the headboard with her between your legs, both your arms and legs pinning her body to your own. She'd screamed. She'd thrashed and swore and called you every name under the sun. But you hadn't let her go.
Eventually, she'd seemed to realise you wouldn't be letting her go and was quick to slump into a defeated lump in your arms.
You'd adjusted her slightly so she was more or less cradled, her legs curled up against your hip whilst her head had come to rest against your chest. Your own arms had secured her to you, gentle hands brushing the sweat soaked hair out of her face whilst gentle coos of comfort had escaped your lips.
Her hands had risen to take ahold of your shirt, silently clinging, pleading even, not to let her go. She was sniffling quietly, eyes drooping and quietly pleading for sleep. But she refuses to allow it, and you don't dare force her.
As Natasha had laid there, cradled in your arms like she was no more than an infant, she'd reached for your hand and had coaxed it to her face. You had understood her silent implication, tenderly cupping her cheek and grazing the pad of your thumb over the still damp skin.
What happened next had been a complete accident.
Due to being half asleep and rather uncoordinated, your thumb had slipped down slightly and had grazed over her bottom lip as opposed to her cheek. Natasha, seemingly close to sleep as well, had simply reacted upon instinct. Her lips had parted, and she'd accepted the pad of your thumb into her mouth without hesitation before beginning to suckle.
You'd stared down at her in awe, too scared to move and disturb the serene look of complete content that had slipped onto her features. It had felt like seconds and hours all at the same time before the current predicament it had simultaneously clicked for the both of you.
Like she had been set on fire, Natasha had pulled away from your thumb. Her eyes had ripped open, irises full of both embarrassment and humiliation. She'd looked up at you with a look so full of fear it was almost as though she was waiting for you to belittle her.
But you couldn't and wouldn't ever do that.
Before she could even begin to rip herself out of your arms, a strange sense of calm had settled upon you and you'd found yourself gently coaxing her back to your chest. She'd complied warily, and not a word was spoken between the two of you as you had once again trialed the pad of your thumb over her bottom lip.
Her hand had risen to timidly cover your own, and as she'd continue to stare to at you with a look so heartbreakingly full of fear, you'd gently parted her lips and coaxed the pad of your thumb back into her mouth.
Whether it be instinct or something else entirely, she'd begun to suckle almost instantly, her whole body going limp with what could only be described as relief. Her eyes had fluttered closed, and with your free hand, you'd traced gentle circles over the small of her back.
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It was on the third nightmare of the week that the dynamic had shifted a little. You'd been undoubtedly exhausted after just getting back from a two day stakeout with Clint and Yelena, so when Natasha has woken with yet another nightmare, you'd simply pulled her into your chest.
She had seemed placated. She'd gone quiet and still, laying there on her side with with her head buried between your breasts. You had just begun to drift of to sleep again when what could only be described as a whine had escaped her lips, and though your body had protested, you had gone to sit up so she could have access to your thumb.
But one simple action had stopped you. Like it was the most natural thing in the world, she'd latched on to the swell of your breast over the material of your shirt. Her suckles were gentle and consistent, the heat of her mouth leaving your shirt slightly damp. You'd stared at her, stunned, and almost entranced at the sight before you.
It had taken only moments for everything to seemingly fall into place.
Natasha would always pay careful to your breasts during intimate moments. She'd almost worship them, in a sense, and she'd said many times that they were one of her favourite things about you. As you watched her mouth move, you'd come to the realisation that letting her suckle would be the same thing but with a slightly different context.
You hadn't allowed yourself to hesitate as you'd pulled off your shirt, shuffling up the bed slightly so that your breast were level with her head. Cupping the flesh, you'd grazed your nipple over her bottom lip, and just like the many tunes before, instinct had her latching on without hesitation.
You felt the hot air of her content exhale before you'd heard it, and with a hand on the back of her head to keep her close, you'd settled back into your pillow, feeling more than seeing her soft suckles against your skin.
It was pleasant feeling, but not in an pleasurable way. More so it was soothing, and before you knew it, you felt yourself falling back to sleep too.
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What occurs on those bad nights was never brought up between the two of you. In fact, if it wasn't for the occasional awkward glance sent your way from Natasha, you would have assumed you'd dreamt it.
You didn't necessarily mind, because you knew how hard it was for Natasha to open herself up and allow herself to be seen in such a vulnerable yet intimate way. But a part of you did wish she would at least acknowledge it so you didn't feel so alone.
Thankfully, you knew wasn't because she regrets it or didn't like it. Each gentle tug at your shirt after every bad dream proves that. You just wish she knew it was nothing to be embarrassed about and hoped one day, that would be the case.
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I hope you enjoyed 🩵
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homkamiro · 4 months
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Speeding bullet but Your Name au pwetty pls. I’ll even beg you in Spanish and German.
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That would be such a cool concept omg??? Just how challenging it would be for them to live the other's life, considering how different both of them are-- that's actually a thought!! I like how you think anon
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nicostiel · 1 year
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“Kindness is like snow. If beautifies everything it covers.”
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