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#he will be fine :)
torusblindfold · 5 months
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i hate whoever is responsible for this
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suez-enirehtak-all · 5 months
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CHOSO PRAYER CIRCLE
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aroacesigma · 7 months
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PROBABLY . HE SAID PROBABLY . NOT DEFINITELY . SIGMA IS FINE THIS MEANS HES FINE EVERYTHING IS PERFECTLY FINE .
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tar-dar · 1 year
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made a new one bc yes- and got annoyed so i left it like this-
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dazaichuuyaloveee · 9 months
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guys dw I asked chuuya, this is a soukouku plan. Everything is fine. Everyone will be fine. Dazai is alive, and they're gonna take down fyodor!
*im delulu*
and look at my man's man getting livid upon hearing that shallow statement. I'm sobbing.
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starw1sh · 7 months
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like is Hermie actually dead? No, of course not, no one actually DIES dies in this podcast. But nobody ever comes back the same either, so I am curious to see how it plays out.
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whentherewerebicycles · 6 months
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my beloved guy 😭😭😭
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myjunkisyuzuruhanyu · 7 months
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In the end every comp that felt like defeat in Shoma's career was actually the beginning of something good. Maybe it takes time, maybe it's not the way we imagine, but it will be good. 😌
Worlds 2016, Worlds 2019 and then IdF 2019, WTT 2021... everytime Shoma grew stronger with new confidence and new mindset and goals. I am not sure what direction he's heading this time career wise, but I'll wait and see. Shoma will fly high! ❤️
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-silly pupper has a mouth full of chocolate chip cookies-
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all54321 · 1 year
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A ‘Chance’ Encounter
Finished part 1 of Grian being infected! I will either reblog or post parts 2 and 3 once they’re done. Each part is of a different moment but are completely back to back.
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Grian walks through the park, enjoying the peaceful nature. While the long way home, he really does need a moment of peace. Everything has been just getting more stressful the more the mycelium spreads. There’s no one else in the park either, which Grian also appreciates.
Until he catches sight of someone sitting on a bench. Someone who Grian can recognize in a heartbeat. Of course, it’s the last person he’d want to run into all alone. He goes to take a step back, to sneak away, but he’s already been seen.
Scar stands up with a dazzling grin, “Grian! Just the avian I wanted to see.”
Grian’s heart aches at that smile, it’s so familiar and incredible, but feels so twisted with how Scar looks now. It’s the first time he’s seen the other since this all started, but he’s heard plenty of descriptions before. He does immediately notice one discrepancy, that the cloud of spores that surrounds him is currently barely visible. It does give Grian pause, he’s heard about how Scar can increase it, so does that mean he can decrease it as well?
Grian decides that he doesn’t exactly want to find out and takes another step back, which is immediately noticed.
“I’m just here to talk,” Scar says, not moving away from the bench, despite the distance between them.
Grian hesitates, considering. He’s pretty confident that with the current distance between them, he’d be able to fly away if Scar tries to infect him. “What about?” He finally says.
Scar beams, happy that Grian agreed to stay. He’s not sure if it hurts more like this, not when it reminds him so much of how things used to be. “I’m sure you’re aware of what’s been happening.”
“Obviously,” Grian deadpans.
Scar continues, ignoring Grian’s response, “and I wanted to ask you to join me.”
“Join you,” Grian echoes, somehow surprised. Everyone who survives an encounter with Father Spore all say he tried to get them to join him and the rest he’s turned. With Scar’s silver tongue, Grian isn’t surprised that he’s succeeded before.
“Yes!” The other confirms, “it’s so much better like this!”
“To be infected by mushrooms?”
“It’s not that simple, Gri,” he insists, “connecting to us, being a part of the mycelium is incredible in so many ways. I never realized how empty my life was until I connected with them.”
“That- you do realize how ridiculous that sounds, right?” Grian asks, watching Scar closely.
“It’s not ridiculous Gri, it’s amazing. It’s freeing, it’s the best thing ever.”
The avian shifts, quietly murmuring, “I don’t even know if I can trust you.”
Scar’s smile immediately falls, a sad look taking place, “w-why not?”
Grian tries not to feel guilty about it, “are you even you anymore?”
Scar takes a step forwards, before rethinking and stepping back again, “of course I’m me.”
Grian really shouldn’t believe him, he’d probably say anything to get Grian to agree, but he just sounds so honest. Grian bites his lip, thinking about this way more then he should. “I still don’t understand how… becoming this spore thing is a good idea.”
“It’s more that that, Grian, it’s a whole lot more,” Scar insists.
Grian really shouldn’t even entertain the thought of letting Scar infect him, but he’s always been too curious for his own good, “alright, explain it to me then.”
Scar perks up at that, grin returning fully, “gladly! It’s so much more then looking like this, even if most of you think it is. Like this we’re all connected, all together. Life before this, life not being connected, is so empty and boring. Joining us, connecting to the mycelium, makes everything better. There’s nothing to worry about, being with us.”
Scar pausing is what snaps Grian out of his trance, realizing he was approaching Scar unconscious. He takes a half a step back, digging his talons into the ground to steady himself, the other’s smile falters slightly. “I think there’s definitely things to worry about.”
“The only thing to really worry about is those guys in the HEP,” Scar says, gaze unwavering.
“You know that I’m a part of the HEP too, right?” Grian asks without thinking.
“I’m aware,” Scar replies, “you all are. And you all need to understand that connecting with us is better then resisting it.” Grian shifts, not answering. Scar takes a few steps closer to Grian, closing even more distance between them. He’s still far enough away to be safe, but Scar can close the remaining distance rather easily. “C’mon Gri,” he whispers, voice oh so gentle. “Come with me, I miss you.”
What does it say about Grian that Scar’s tone alone is nearly enough for him to give in? His words hold so much weight to them, and Grian so desperately wishes they’re true. If he agrees, he can get what he’s wanted for a while now, but… it can also be a trap. Scar holds his hand out, an offer, silent and unmoving.
Grian stares at it, he can leave if he wants to, and Scar hasn’t tried to turn him forcefully. Does this mean he’s being honest? Is it worth the risk? Well, if he isn’t, then he’d be a mindless drone then. Probably. They seem mindless. He won’t have to live in fear either way.
“Does… will it hurt?” He whispers eventually.
Scar gives him a gentle smile, “I’d never hurt you.”
Grian shouldn’t, he really shouldn’t, but is it really so bad if he wants to? He meets Scar’s eyes again, so full of love. It’s a lot easier then it should be to close the distance between them and take Father Spore’s hand. An agreement. To what terms, Grian isn’t fully sure. This close he can feel the spores.
The moment he grabs Scar’s hand, he’s yanked forwards, Scar’s other hand cradling his head to pull him into a kiss. Grian gasps as their lips meet, very quickly melting into it. He drops Scar’s hand to wrap both arms around his shoulders, drawing him closer. He can feel the spores tickle his lungs with every inhale through his nose. It wasn’t exactly unpleasant.
Grian eagerly parts his lips when he feels Scar lick them. While he expects a lot of strange things about Scar post his… change, nothing could have prepared Grian for his saliva to have the consistency and taste of nectar. The avian shudders as their tongues curl against each other’s, he considers this a massive improvement. Not that kissing Scar would’ve been bad before this, he just thinks it would be better now.
Despite how amazing it feels, Grian pulls back, suddenly feeling extremely dizzy, mind foggy. He struggles to think of the cause for the sudden dizziness, his mind is lagging too much to do so. Scar runs his hands along Grian’s arms before pulling him in close, letting Grian lean against him. “It’s okay, songbird, go to sleep,” he murmurs. “You’ll feel better in the morning… way, way, better.”
With Scar’s soothing voice in his ear, Grian lets himself fall asleep in the other’s arms, trusting him completely.
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wonda-fhr · 1 year
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♚: Head scratches for Lia and Daniel :)
Thank you for sending this.💕
It's not long, but it's so her.🤭
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The aroma of the small shot of whiskey in the hot coffee intoxicated Lia's senses as she sat wrapped in a blanket at the window of Daniel's apartment, watching the falling rain. Her thoughts drifted far away, furrowing her brow and causing her hands to clasp the cup tightly.
It didn't matter to her that Daniel approached, she stayed in her thoughts and paid no further attention to him. Even when his tender hands gently massaged her shoulders, she gave him no visible reaction.
He said nothing and demanded nothing, just continued to run his fingers up her shoulders and neck and further under her thick hair. With careful scratches he began to massage her head, smiling silently as he noticed her tense shoulders droop slightly.
The thoughts in Lia's head blurred and the furrowed brow smoothed as the tingling sensation of his touch spread through her body, inviting every corner to relax. Her shoulders dropped further and the grip on her cup loosened.
The cup almost rested in her lap as relaxation threatened to take over the entire control and Lia suddenly widened her eyes. There was no warning for Daniel, who stood behind her and could not see the brief moment of alarm in her eyes.
The unstoppable storm erupted, spinning around itself and grabbing his wrist as if to shatter it. No one paid attention to the cup that hit the floor next to the chair and cracked.
Rage and fright met in their eyes, trapped in a staredown. Discouraged, Daniel let his gaze wander to his hand, which was already beginning to lose its color.
The retreat of the victim slowly removed the rage from Lia's eyes. With a strong tug on the still fixed hand, she pulled Danny close, wrapping one arm around his waist and using the other to pull his head onto her shoulder. Lovingly, her lips apologized to his temples while her hand gently scratched the back of his head.
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ttoya · 1 year
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horikoshi please... you cannot take my biggest comfort character and my favourite character ever away from me... please
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harpygon · 1 year
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Joseph????????????????????????????????????????? YES! HE IS ALIVE!
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kabillieu · 2 years
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We’re sending our kid on a flight as an unaccompanied minor to Alabama next month so that he can go camping with my parents and his cousin, and I think that’s great! I’m so glad we can do that for him! I’m so glad my parents will have another opportunity to see him this summer! I’m so glad he will be camping and biking and scootering and swimming and playing with his cousin. Peak summer stuff! 
Also, my heart clenches at the thought of him being on a plane by himself, but it’s a one-way flight and only a couple hours and we are paying an extra $300 on top of the price of tickets, so he BETTER be okay, Delta, right? lol. 
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notchainedtotrauma · 2 years
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As many have said, that incompetent white supremacist monstrous joke of a CEO is going to tank one of the favorite platforms for the alt-right (as in the louder white supremacists) to organize and connect. Because Parler still isn’t doing it baby, which is why Candace Owens has to beg Kanye to buy it.
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butchfalin · 7 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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