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stellaretic · 1 year
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When Ventus wakes, he finds himself in a haze, momentarily uncertain of where his limbs end and Vanitas’s begin. It’s comfortable. Blissful, even. If he could have his way, he’d shift to seek out more gratification in their tangle. Tuck his head back into the ever accommodating juncture of the other man’s neck and shoulder and flex fingers within tangles of a navy blue disaster he, at one point or another, designated as his favorite.
✘ READ ON.
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bubblegeon · 1 year
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The happiness multiplier.
Maeyama Kuuga as Tane 🥕 OUR DINING TABLE (2023)
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chinzhilla · 11 months
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heart-eyes, motherfucker (1/?)
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chickenstrangers · 4 months
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@userdramas secret santa 2023
our dining table (2023) || for m by mikko harvey
for @ginpotts 🩵 wishing you a happy new year full of good food & good company
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sollucets · 11 months
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OUR DINING TABLE | EPISODE EIGHT
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heretherebedork · 11 months
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Oh not they're so cute. The overwhelming joy of confession and that feeling of freedom, that knowledge of being open and sharing your true feelings and discovering that family has so many meanings and how much love there is to be shared and it's just pure joy and a family found and a family made and a family rediscovered. @absolutebl Japan is a blessing.
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They are everything to each other and the best part is that they understand how much it means to each other them.
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dalishthunder · 4 months
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WIP Whenever
I'm a slut and I like posting wips so enjoy another one :3
“These are my quarters,” Fingers wrapping around your own cool digits, he led you inside. It was warmer here, closer to some of the server rooms, and your relief was palpable. Gesturing to the bench in the corner, Ramattra knelt down, pulling out a small metal box that he hadn’t touched in years.
He hadn’t quite been sure why he’d kept it in the first place. Perhaps for rags then abandoned in a box kept out of sight…. The old cloth was cool to the touch, worn and familiar; Patched and mended lovingly once upon a time. It had served him well so many years ago, hopefully it would serve you in staving off the chill.
You’d sat down on the bench before he got to his feet.
“Stand.”
You followed his instructions without hesitation, and part of him wondered what else you would do for him without question.
“Arms out.”
Again you complied, and he began affixing his old cloak upon you. It was an elaborate process, familiar but strange as he had to tie the sash around your waist instead of his own. You stifled a giggle as his fingers brushed your side.
“Amused?”
“Ticklish.” You responded sheepishly.
What a strange response to stimuli….
He lingered for a moment as he straightened out the sash, your heart racing in your chest, hammering hard enough for him to feel on the back of his fingers through the thin cloth of your sweater. He fussed with the belt for a moment, your soft flesh giving as he tightened the knot.
Finally, he took a step back to admire his work, looking you up and down as you relaxed your arms to your sides.
The cloak and sash engulfed you.
It was actually quite endearing.
“Well,” You flashed him a coy smile, “How do I look, chief?”
“Warmer.”
“I am.” You pulled the cloth around you, “Thank you.”
That was his cloak; Worn and ragged… and you wrapped it around yourself.
He was thankful for the coolness of the air as his internal temperature raised a few degrees.
Are you asking me to run away with you?
You would have, wouldn’t you….
If he had asked, you would have followed him, wouldn’t you?
After all, here you were.
On his base, in his quarters, enveloped in his own clothing.
You were magnetic.
He placed his hands on your shoulders, “You will stay here until proper quarters have been arranged.”
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stellaretic · 1 year
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“It’s about way more than just smiles, Vanitas.” Sora stakes this claim as wrists cross loosely in front of his ankles. “Liiiike... for all the grouchy faces you’ve been making, I know that you’re happy too! Or, I guess… happier than you used to be, anyway.”
✘ READ ON.
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fritziella · 4 months
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😉🤍✨
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bubblegeon · 11 months
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I will never forget about tonight for the rest of my life.
Finally, I found my place. 🥕 OUR DINING TABLE (2023)
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chinzhilla · 11 months
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heart-eyes, motherfucker (4/?)
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29daffodils · 2 months
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liveblog : our dining table
okay!
I'm gonna give "our dining table" another try because the first time i started watching it, i got bored out of my mind.
here we go!
reaction in the reblogs!
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indigostarfire · 11 months
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Our Dining Table ep. 9:
A Transformed Yutaka
Wow what an episode! Never before have we seen such resolve and quiet strength in Yutaka!
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When Yutaka was a child, he thought his brother viewed him as someone who’s a “jama”, (meaning in-the-way, a bothersome hindrance or nuisance) because he intruded on the Hozumi family and now the brother had to share his parents with this “stranger.” The brother’s words were wounding and deeply imprinted Yutaka so that all of his subsequent behavior and actions were then based on this belief that “I’m a jama, I’m in-the-way, an unwanted intruder, and I don’t even know how to eat.” Once a belief like this is imprinted, a person operates from this belief. So of course Yutaka will act as though he is not a part of the Hozumi family. His belief locked him into only perceiving a reality where he is an unwanted intruder. Thus no matter what the truth is, child-Yutaka would never be able see it.
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And this is what we see in the scene where the brother is holding a ball and asks, “hey Yutaka, together let’s…” but Yutaka walks out of the room before his brother even finishes his sentence.
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A reality where his brother would want to play with him does not exist for an unwanted intruder. This is what trauma does to a person. Trauma clouds one’s eyes and deafens one’s ears so the truth of what is actually happening can’t be seen or heard.
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Yutaka’s experience with the Ueda’s has slowly changed him though. Why? Because it’s a new reality he’s experiencing—one that’s contrary to what his wounded beliefs dictate it should be. He found a place where he does belong, where he does feel valued, included, and is a joyous addition to their family, and this begins to change his wounded belief about himself being a jama. This is what transforms Yutaka. This is what gives him the strength to face his older brother and admit his true feelings —that he’s always felt apologetic for being an unwanted intruder but “I’ve finally found my place, so I won’t get in your way anymore.”
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Because Yutaka found the courage to show up at the Hozumi’s and was able to candidly share his true feelings with his brother Yuki, this allowed an opportunity for Yuki to share his perspective and feelings. Both of their perspectives surprises the other.
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The brother didn’t realize Yutaka stayed away from the family because he thought he was a jama. Yuki then calls Yutaka an idiot, and this catches Yutaka by surprise. The brother acknowledges that it was partly true at first but he was young and immature. Yuki tells Yutaka that “weren’t you the one who acted like you’re not a part of the family.” Basically Yuki goes on to say that this is your home too so Yutaka should show up for mom and dad on important days.
Yutaka isn’t completely convinced though. It’s only us viewers who were privy to the scene where Yuki is trying to ask Yutaka to play ball together but Yutaka walks away. So it’s wonderful how the mom reveals that Yuki stayed up all night to take care of the sick Yutaka.
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This truth hits Yutaka. His dream wasn’t a just a dream with an unknown person without a face. That person was his brother. Yuki really did care about him, and this is where we see Yutaka taking in the truth and allowing it into his heart.
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So Yutaka now smiles. His belief that he was a jama and should stay away was wrong. His past can be reinterpreted. New beliefs can replace the old false ones and this has the power to completely change the reality Yutaka can now experience with the Hozumi’s henceforth.
Now with the resolution of this major issue, Yutaka can now address the relationship issue with Minoru. I have to mention that @wen-kexing-apologist did a fantastic post filling in those silent pauses of Yutaka’s in ep. 8 because I thought what I was sensing might’ve just been my wishful thinking. https://www.tumblr.com/indigostarfire/718586099196362752 So thank you @wen-kexing-apologist for your insightful observations and commentary! It truly was heartbreaking to see how despondent Minoru was but thanks the post above, I wasn’t anxious and everything got cleared up by the end of this episode.
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It’s been such a heartwarming experience to watch what a healing influence Yutaka and Minoru have been on each other. Both Yutaka and Minoru did extraordinary feats of bravery. Yutaka speaking his truth with his brother, and Minoru expressing his true feelings for Yutaka and kissing him! Both of them got to experience a different reality from what they were previously used to because of the healing power of a place to belong that’s filled with love and kindness. What a beautiful journey this has been…and we still have one more episode.
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