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#hiding the pain
stealingpotatoes · 3 months
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Kanan after going through life-altering trauma: my nose scar is better than yours
Cal, who is just glad Kanan isn’t depressed as fuck still: I had mine first
Kanan might’ve had the cooler (pronounced: traumatising) knighting ceremony and facial scar, BUT CAL HAD IT FIRST
omg yes (just HAD to one up cal...)
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(commission info // kofi support!)
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harmonysanreads · 3 months
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Yandere!Aventurine who proposes an irresistible offer to your debt-ridden father in a bustling casino. Should he win, he'll be forgiven of his liability. However, as the round skids to an end, your father is subjected to further humiliation as instead of money, Aventurine demands you as his prize.
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yb-cringe · 2 years
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double life has gone so far as to introduce quite possibly the saddest concept thus far; That soulmates quite literally share pain. Cleo and Martyn swinging at each other to make the other hurt and only hurting themselves in the process. Tango hurriedly running down into the mines when he feels Jimmy getting injured.
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nokmietarchive · 9 months
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[Leo voice] eugh boy
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equill · 11 days
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The Warden
Panel: No escape.
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Ok, now just some silly ideas to share (playing around with the au)
Comic 1: Invading dreams
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Extra: no thanks.
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Comic 2: Unwanted attention
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coffeelovinggayidiot · 6 months
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Like all of tumblr, aparently: we 💜 love ✡️jews✡️ and we would 👊 punch nazis and we reblog five 5️⃣ different haukkah 🕎 posts a year we are like so progresive 💁✨️
Also all of tumblr, aparently: death to all jews 🚫✡️ if you're a jewish person who lives in IsNotRaEl then you're an evil 👺 bad jew and you deserve to be raped and murdered ☠️☠️ what? You fled to israel because we were murdering you by the millions??? Well you should have all died lol ☠️☠️ happy hanukkah btw 🕎
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mxkn · 16 days
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archerinventive · 11 months
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Me using a hot bath to hide from my muscle pain like...
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ask-the-rag-dolly · 30 days
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" oh no people will get weirded out by how much i like to torment this ragdoll " i say to myself , even though i Just cultivated an audience of people who loves ragdoll torment
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iheartmoons · 8 months
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i do believe that the queer community overlooks the incredible pain/hurt that comes with being aromantic
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comfortingcatharsis · 3 months
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Urgently having to move an injured character from their sickbed: they're in no fit state to be moved or to travel but there's no avoiding it, it's not safe to stay where they are, for whatever reason, and their companions acknowledge and worry over that but have no other choice-
Looking over them finally tucked up in a warm bed, on the road to recovery but a long ways off yet, weak and vulnerable, unaware of the urgency of preparations being made around them; 'they're not strong enough yet' 'i wouldn't risk it if it weren't absolutely necessary'
Manhandling them out of bed, as gently as possible, the injured character out of it, dazed and confused and not entirely sure what's going on but picking up on their companions' worry, gasping through the pain of half-healed injuries being moved, trying feebly to help but unable to manage more than a tenuous grasp on the nearest sleeve that's moving them
The journey, of whatever distance, causing harm regardless of its necessity, causing further pain, sapping the injured character's strength as they endure it, undoing so much of the delicate progress of healing, possibly setting back recovery even further.
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assmaster-8000 · 7 months
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no because what if gojo satoru had found another special grade child. a child whom the jujutsu higher-ups wanted satoru to mentor because they'd be a useful trump card to the jujutsu society so naturally they'd want this child's talent to be honed till they potentially surpass satoru and be used. but satoru had seen too much of what this world had done to the person he'd love the most and he wouldn't ever be the one to subject another person to it like a tool. like a weapon. like a machine. so of course he takes them under his wing and gives them the guidance he never had, suguru never had. a 20 year old prodigy fresh with wounds of loss and grief taking in a child with greatness sitting on their head like a heavy crown cutting into their skin underneath his cape of power and blood stains. satoru is an enigma and even he himself doesn't know if it's because he wants to mold more strong jujutsu sorcerers who will change this world (because what greater irony than the child you wanted to utilize like a cold knife being the one to bring reform right to your door?), or if he wants to give them everything everyone else didn't have (please, he can't have someone follow in suguru's footsteps.), or if being number 1 was too tiring for him (but he doesn't know if it's selfish bringing them up to this blinding spotlight.)
years pass and he vehemently denies the higher ups control over his protégé, his student, his brat. he'll give them control and the means to break out of the shackles of this damned hierarchy. and even if satoru cannot outwardly say it, they're his child. as though he was there at their birth and has been ever since. his child and his best friend and he's their father and their best friend. it's either he sees too much of himself in them or too much of suguru because they're rising to the top fast and he's proud of them and so full of dangerous hope their wings aren't made of wax. (but he'll be there to catch them if they'll ever fall, of course!) they're so strong now. if he was blessed by the heavens and the earth then perhaps they were born of it because look at them go! giving the great gojo satoru a run for his money! not everyone can do that, you know? they're such a great student and person! isn't he such a great mentor?!
so he decides to have faith in them. bring them along with him to shibuya to deal with those reports of special grade curses he was being told about. this is how your teacher deals with these curses! better watch closely because you'll probably have to do it too! he has them positioned on the sidelines to ensure the civilians aren't hurt and if anything, to aid him because they're gonna be the strongest some day too so they can't be lazing a round on their ass all the time.
and they're doing so well until kenjaku comes along. satoru's breath stops and his heart rattles against the prison bars of his ribcage but it isn't the stupor of seeing his lost love that doomed him to the box. his special grade student lurches to -- what, attack kenjaku? pull satoru away? run? it didn't matter what. it was all a blur -- wards him and his body moves on an instinct that's even stronger that the compass needle pointing to suguru's body.
no, no.. that isn't suguru. it's his body and that's not him. somethings not right. but his student is right infront of him and that's them and he can't let anything bad happen to them now. flexing infront of his student can be saved for another day. but it's this mistake that ends up setting him right into kenjaku's trap and the box. the moment his gaze snaps to them and his body is torn between suguru infront of him and them kenjaku sees an opportunity and snaps it up like it's golden.
satoru doesn't even get the mere moment of chained freedom before he's fully trapped in the box. with the special grade student there, kenjaku needs to make it quick. make it count. he does. satoru is pulled into the box and satoru can't even say anything to his student. and he worries in his infinitesimal prison. satoru never usually worries unless if it's his leftovers have gone bad in the fridge.
they'll be alright.
they'll be alright.
they'll be alright, won't they?
they're strong.
they're capable.
they're smart.
he's raised them well they'll be okay they've got friends.
they'll do the right thing.
...
and when satoru finally exits the box he's sees faces changed. they tell him a lot about what they've been through, about what has changed since he's been gone, what changed about them.
he sees yuuji has been weathered with pain and a unique sense of hope.
he sees megumi has been puppeted with the strings of despair by sukuna.
he sees maki has faced the fiery trials and tribulations of this cruel world and bears it like her trophy.
he sees...
he sees nothing of his student. his special student. where are they? injured? somewhere off in the game? will they be back soon? time's a-running out, you know.
he sees the looks his students exchange and his heart drops. he knows. he knows. he knows what must've happened.
they're dead, aren't they?
and he's brought back to the time he carried riko's dead body in his arms and he was met with the disappearing suguru in the crowd and suguru slumped against the wall.
it's happened again.
they tell him they were a hero. that in satoru's absence, they did the heavy lifting and protected shibuya from the full-on destruction it would've suffered if not for them. that if not for them, the jujutsu world would've been left in even deeper disrepair. they saved some of their fellow sorcerers from certain death and suffering! they were the one to grapple with sukuna when he let all havoc ravage the city.
they paid with their life.
all because they were too worried about getting these normal civilians back home safe. about keeping their friends and mentors safe. and satoru wonders if there was someone else worrying about keeping them safe.
... atleast he didn't have to worry about them following in suguru's footsteps and the hatred of regular civilians. they were good of heart and soul. they were strong.
they did the right thing.
and satoru has a hard time wrapping his head around the fact that the person he's raised for, what, 10 years? is dead. gone. deceased. that's just preposterous! he was there when they were a snobby little kid and he was there when they were going through that awkward phase and he was there when they were learning more and more as a teenager and where are they now?
sukuna asks him that. "where's that miniature personification of yours? hah, don't tell me they died the last i saw them. have the special grades of this era started to slack off?"
satoru has all the more reason to kill sukuna now. he has to show his students who are watching that he can do it.
even if they will no longer watch him do anything.
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crabsnpersimmons · 1 month
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I’m curious about the onesie now
also @pizzaplex-stargazer cuz you noticed too!
here's what Moon was rocking before Clip started making clothes:
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after their PizzaPlex went under, the DCA bois had to figure out a lot of things, one being: clothes. unfortunately, Moon's really big, so he struggled to find things that fit him and were comfortable. the onesie is the first thing he found that fit him and made him feel really cozy. so he still wears it at home (he prefers comfy clothes at home anyways) when he needs a pick-me-up.
of course, he can't work at the salon in a bunny onesie, so here's what Clip made him (under Sundrop's direction):
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Moon does prefer comfy clothes, but he has to admit, sometimes he likes the attention these clothes get him. he's iffy about them though, he feels that they show too much of him and he prefers the specific kind of comfort that comes from being an amorphous bundle of coziness.
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midnightcrows · 9 months
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finally doodled Teacher(canaan priest)
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—but he cried out: "And miss out on the chance to die? I've been wandering these halls at three o'clock in the morning, saying at the top of my voice, 'It would be terrible to be shot,' and the Sleeper still does not come... It is dreadful to be shown a monster's pity."
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jaehwany · 1 year
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Sometimes, when I’m with him, I don’t know what to say or what to do. It’s like I’m always worried. I don’t know how to act. Li Ming, you can just talk to him. Touch him. When he can’t hear, physical touch will make him feel like there’s someone next to him. Other than that, treat him as a non-deaf person. Nothing different.
MOONLIGHT CHICKEN (2023) dir. Backaof Noppharnach
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sunnykeysmash · 11 months
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