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foreveranevilregal · 11 months
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“Why’s it taking you so long to do your prompts?” Well, the next prompt I want to do required a bit of culture research and I needed the mental energy to be able to do that.
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mydnyt02 · 2 years
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I bake things sometimes
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megan-ann-xo · 11 months
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tonight’s dinner is chili lime salmon bowls
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solheemao · 3 months
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time to bake 😊
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hellqueengaige · 4 months
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Mmm ramen
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onyxdelusions · 1 year
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i need to start making my eras tour outfit bcuz it’s a month away
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16-jarrah · 2 years
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maria clara at ibarra actually looks interesting
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grossbabygoblin · 2 years
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Also I made my first ever loaf of homemade bread in our bread machine and I am excited :3
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madootles · 2 years
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no one is more shocked than me about the fact that I’m back into fma a decade later
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jackdawsdrawings · 6 months
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Drawings for some of the songs in HNOC, will do the last 3 once i can figure out what I even want them to look like :D
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ashipiko · 7 months
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AS REQUESTED IN THIS POST….. I DELIVER A RUGGSTER!!!!!!!
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dykeydean · 3 months
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real men don't flinch or bleed in public, oh, i think i'm a real man.
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suashii · 22 days
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I THOUGHT OF A NEW ONE
Hurt comfort with suna 😌 - 🦚
as u wish!! thanks for the suggestion and i hope this hits the spot :3 writing warmups if u wanna request!
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cat-like eyes peer over the top of the phone in suna’s hands when his ears pick up the click of your key turning the front door’s lock. you’re getting back later than usual and he plans on asking what kept you but the question dies on his tongue the moment you walk through the door.
even from his place on the couch, he can tell you’re crying.
you’re trying to hide it, head tipped down to avoid his gaze, but suna is observant. you almost always jump at the opportunity to tell him about your day—whether that be complaining about someone who was grating on your nerves or updating him on the unfolding drama between your coworkers. to be met with silence is strange, uncomfortable.
he takes in your hurried actions, how you’re fumbling to get your shoes off as quick as possible and the way you’re subtly trying to dab away the tears at the corner of your eyes with your sleeve.
though, for all of his perceptiveness, he has absolutely no idea what to do in a situation like this.
it’s the only reason why he doesn’t say a word and lets you scurry off to your bedroom like he never saw you walk in to begin with. the slam of your door makes him jump and even though he’s sure you didn’t do it because of him, he feels guilty anyways.
he’s never seen you cry before, to be hurt to the point of tears. even if he hadn’t been so caught off guard, suna is the type to turn away at the sight of someone crying, not jump to comfort them. he’s not sure he actually knows how to. do you prefer space—time to process your emotions on your own? or would you rather have him lend you an ear so that you can share your frustrations with him? is there anything he can say to make you feel better?
all he knows for sure is that hearing your muffled cries and sniffles through the thin walls makes him hurt, too.
down the hallway and on the other side of your closed door, you’ve set your bag in the chair at your desk and changed into something more comfortable, all while letting warm tears stream down your cheeks. the only thing you want right now is tuck yourself under your blankets and hide away from the world—suna included.
you hoped he hadn’t seen you but you could feel his gaze glued on you from the second you walked through the door. you’re almost glad he chose not to say anything. it saved you the embarrassment of having to face him in such a sorry state.
the tears have slowed by the time you’ve burrowed into your blankets. the comfort of sinking into your mattress and the exhaustion that comes with crying has calmed you down a bit. your eyelids are heavy and even though you haven’t bothered to look in the mirror since you got home, you’re willing to bet money that your eyes are puffy and red.
with each passing second, drifting off to sleep seems like the best way to get over this unfavorable day. though, before you’re able to turn off your lamp and close your eyes, there’s a sequence of knocks on your door.
a beat of silence passes between his knocks and his voice. “can i come in?”
you chew on the inside of your cheek. you’re not particularly thrilled at the thought of suna seeing you like this but you are curious. for as long as you’ve known him, you never pegged him as the type to offer you a shoulder to cry on. “sure.”
your doorknob turns and suna stands on the other side. there’s a bag of jelly sticks in his hand and his snorlax plush is tucked under the opposite arm. your eyes flick up from the goodies to his gaze.
“want some chuupets?”
you’re grateful he doesn’t comment on your appearance or bombard you with questions about what’s wrong. and you’re grateful for his offer. a little sugar might help lift your spirits.
you nod and hold out your hand, suna digging in the bag as he approaches your bed. he sets a few of the sticks in your open palm. it’s more than you need but you keep quiet because you know he’s being generous—asking if you’re okay without really asking.
you accept the jellies, scooting over to make room for him on your mattress. he silently joins you in bed, opening up at chuupet of his own. “oh, this is for you.”
he sets his snorlax plush between the two of you. it’s the one you’re always trying to take with you whenever you’re finished hanging out in his room, the one he never lets you leave with.
“you’re giving me snorlax?” you take the pokemon and set it in your lap, wrapping your arm around it.
“well, for tonight. or as long as you’re sad, i guess.”
to your surprise and his, you laugh—a genuine one that comes from your chest and fills the air of your room. the shock written on suna’s face is quickly traded for a smile. he wasn’t sure what to expect with his hastily put together plan to cheer you up but this definitely has to be one of the more positive outcomes.
you swallow your snack and sigh. it’s content rather than exasperated. “you’re never gonna let me have it, huh?”
“no, probably not.”
“fine,” you hug the plush tighter, “i’ll treasure it for tonight then.”
you stare up at your ceiling for a moment before turning to suna. he meets your eye and you offer him a soft smile. “thanks.”
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jmitchelldraws · 4 months
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waterdeeps finest wizard✨
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ind1c0lite · 6 months
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Mea Culpa is now free to download for everyone!!
So here's my first page for AAI1! + some close ups!
Progress stuff under the cut
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betasuppe · 5 months
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It didn't take much for me to be absolutely stupid in love with you♡~
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