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onlineviolence · 1 year
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What’s pyrites favorite machine?
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Red.
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shrimplovercat · 2 years
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Bi and non beenary?? Poggers.
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sure am!
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sodafrog13 · 3 months
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Yellow and gray for the ask game ✊✊
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waugh tysm!! thomas my appreciated mutual :]🫶🏼
mutuals, send me some colors?
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breadandblankets · 6 months
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duke is the perfect character because he has an extremely tactical mind and the ability to literally see weaknesses but his Whole strategy is "hit that shit So Hard"
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m1d-45 · 8 months
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rain or shine
summary: you aren’t feeling the best, but luckily for you inazuma’s resident “fixer” is here to do away with your ailments
word count: 1.1k
-> warnings: mentions of nausea, reader doesn’t eat much due to said nausea, dw thoma has you covered though
-> gn reader (you/yours)
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you were having a bad day. plain and simple.
it started yesterday, when you had to stay up late to complete some last minute forms. the estate needed supplies a bit sooner than typical, but you didn’t mind the extra time it took. rain kept you company, a light sprinkle that quickly turned heavy, though thankfully with no lightning. it seemed the shogun was in a better mood today.
you woke up tired, with rolling nausea and a fierce headache. had you caught something? you hoped not, as you were planning on being productive today. a painkiller and a swig of water mostly did away with the headache, but the nausea refused to leave. you couldn’t even properly enjoy your breakfast, only getting through half of it before giving up. maybe you’d have it for lunch? that would save you some time and trouble later…
that was your first mistake. if anything, it only caused more trouble as the day stretched on. you went to the garden with a folder in hand, passing it off to a group of staff waiting by the gates. it was their list of things to pick up, and a lengthy one at that. the party was larger than typical to account for this, but when you were asked to join them, you couldn’t help but agree. they could use the help, right?
your second mistake. the trip was to bring back various supplies—silks, ingredients, toiletries and the like—from inazuma city back to the estate. it was a routine operation, one that you would normally be able to complete easily, except for the fact that it had rained the night before. mud stuck to your shoes, the unusually humid air clinging to your skin. your half-breakfast didn’t help, and your headache was beginning to return again. halfway through, when your crew took a break, you couldn’t stomach anything more than a few sips of water. by the time the final crate was carried back to the estate, you were far past lightheaded, breath coming in thin pants. a few of your fellow workers stopped to check on you—“hey, you should sit down” “what’s wrong?” “here, have some of my water”—but you waved all of them off. you were supposed to help, not worry them. you did have to promise to take a break before they’d let you leave, and though you were grateful for their concern, you did feel a little bitter.
all of this was your own fault, after all. why should you make them worried over something easily preventable?
you walked to your room with a hand on the wall for balance, blessedly not running into anyone. you weren’t sure how you’d explain yourself in you ran into lady ayaka- or worse, thoma. it wasn’t that you’d get in trouble, certainly not, but you were too ill for whatever food or drink they’d offer, and you didn’t feel like distracting either of them from their jobs. thoma especially so, since you knew he’d have a hard time focusing on his work if he saw you like this. it would normally be endearing, but today was everything but normal.
you pushed open the door to your room, pushing it closed behind you without stopping to lock it. the estate had the highest security in inazuma second only to the tenshukaku itself, and you honestly couldn’t be bothered. it’s not like staff were in the habit of snooping through each others rooms, and the extra effort was hardly worth it right now.
your sheets were blessedly cool as you fell onto your bed, barely putting in effort to arrange yourself on it. you’re… just taking a break. that’s all. just resting, and then you’ll get up and do all those things you were supposed to.
after all, it would be irresponsible of you not to, right?
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you wake up to something cold dripping down your face, though your room was still dark. at least no one was here, then… but what was on your forehead?
you struggled to open your eyes, barely making out anything. you could tell someone had closed your door since no light was coming through, but who?
a gentle hand on your shoulder stopped you from getting up, the cold whatever—cloth, maybe?—on your forehead shifting as you did. “stay, you’re alright.”
you let your eyes close. you should have seen this coming, in truth.
“…thoma?”
“i’m right here.” his hand moved up and you could feel his gloves on your cheek as he wiped something away. “and don’t worry, all of my duties were finished while you’ve been asleep. i’m all yours.”
well, at least you weren’t disturbing him. small wins. “what are you doing here?”
“you have a fever,” he said simply. “you likely just caught a small bug and overworked yourself. don’t worry, it should be gone within a day or so.”
you’d been hoping you weren’t sick, that maybe it was the heat of the humidity making you feel ill. then again, you’d also hoped not to fall asleep, so…
thoma took the cloth from your head, and you hear small splashes and the trickle of water. “furata tells me you went out this morning with the other staff.” he places it back on your forehead, wiping away any droplets that spill before they reach your ears or eyes. it’s much cooler now, and you worry about how long he’s been sitting here. “she also says you looked quite tired before you left.”
“thoma-“
“i’m not upset.” as if to prove it, he takes one of your hands in his, squeezing once. “but i am worried. can you tell me why you went with them if you weren’t feeling well?”
“i just wanted to help.”
“i understand that, but you need to put yourself first, love. you can’t help others if you don’t first help yourself.” he removed the towel and put the back of his hand to your cheek, humming, then both were gone. “do you think you could eat something?”
you opened your eyes properly, taking stock of your body and room. he’d propped his vision on your nightstand as his source of light, and though it was small it still stung, your eyes slightly watering. but the rest had been good for you, and your head hurt a little less than it did before. “maybe.”
he smiled, lifting your hand to press a kiss to the back of it. “i can work with maybe. how does soup sound?”
“lovely.”
“perfect.” he lets go of your hand and moves it behind your back, the other hooking under your legs.
“thoma, you-“
“don’t have to, i know.” effortlessly, you’re lifted into the air, greeted with a kiss to your cheek. “but i like taking care of you. now, what kind of tea would you like with your meal?”
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nocternalrandomness · 6 months
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Samantha Juan photoshoot by Thomas Prusso
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oceluna · 2 years
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soldier-poet-king · 9 months
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I need to learn to meditate
I have to stop being externally dependent on moods and events for peace. I need to learn to quiet my thoughts without external aids. I need to be able to calm myself. I want desperately to be able to just sit and do that. It would be good for me in so many ways
Everything is getting worse and traditional prayer is hard and mostly sends me spiralling into panic attacks or trauma induced nausea
Send me your fave books/lectures/resources/etc on meditation. Esp for big dumb idiots who don't know how to do anything.
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pinkysberg · 1 year
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the funniest difference between red dead tumblr and tiktok is how ppl treat strauss.
over here he's just a little old man.
on tiktok they will literally advocate for his execution.
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onlineviolence · 11 months
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Does fallen Gabriel still have his two swords or were they broken or something?
i haven’t thought about it much, because my fallen gabriel isn’t exactly fallen? Well
his “fallen” form (like his darker armor) is just a sign that he will die soon (like he’s burning up). this happens to all angels, a color shift in their armor, cracks appear, and then they die. so he just looks Like That for the final hours he’s alive / his last fight with v1 and such
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natequarter · 1 year
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alison should introduce the ghosts to 5d chess
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sodafrog13 · 8 months
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oouughhh I love your fics so much you write gril friend and jacket so well ouuaaghhh
aughh thank u!! that's very sweet of you to say :']
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acrazybayernfan · 8 months
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"Müller spielt immer" was iconic for a reason, it should be common sense by now!
It should be for sure but coaches, for different reasons than the public, sometimes has problem with seeing Thomas' value. Or to be more precise I think that they see his value but they tend to think that another player can bring something else that his easier for them include in their plan. By that I mean that the unique profile of Thomas doesn't fit into most of the usual tactical plans, there is no establish tactic that includes a Thomas Müller because there is very few players like him (if there is any); and sometimes it's hard for coaches to rethink their tactics in order to include Thomas in it.
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shmuzzieheart · 2 years
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It’d be cool if the Orange Side sorta sucked Thomas and the others into his room, and that’s how he’s introduced. It seems to me that he’s either still being hidden away by Janus, or he’s waiting for the right moment, so it’d be cool if he finally showed up when the right conditions were met (everyone being super angry).
What if, during the season finale, everyone is getting angrier and angrier at each other, which then makes their eyes start turning orange. All of the Sides getting angry would make Thomas angrier, putting him in the right mindset to slip into that part of his head. And suddenly the room changes; they didn’t willingly go into Orange’s room, but were dragged into it.
And he’s sitting there waiting for them.
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pedroam-bang · 10 months
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Medal Of Honor: Warfighter (2012)
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an-undercover-bi · 1 year
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Aw! Thank you so much!! 🥺🥺💕💕💕
Time to spread the joy. :D
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