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"Y'mean that wasn't a pun that found itself on those billboards outside? C'mon now, final naturally--!" He adds a snap for extra emphasis. "The place you'll inevitably return for the best damn rest! All bodies are naturally attracted to that very rule!"
Which in kind meant mattresses within his current flight of mad genius. If anything, the small victories in seeing how the woman with floral eyes found amusement in the entire matter.
His gusto finds a brief pause once her impish figure twirled about him, studious, almost to a devilish degree in how she surveyed the type of being that found themselves at the doorstep to a more comfortable death. While Caelus should naturally find himself a little unnerved at this mix up, it glimmers with the aspect of opportunity, to dive into an unforeseen venture and appropriately chart out the details.
Choice always had a pristine sort of fun for reasons like this.
"N' I take it that's where you slide in to apply your magic? In that off chance I'm turned into some freshly made sushi?" A soft snort follows as their hands touch, a small squeeze given as a sign that her coupon was secured in his grip. A decision was brewing while in the process of giving it a proper once over. It made him wriggle his nose in contemplation, giving a glance towards the well kept parlor's deeper workings.
Catching the sign of their name upon the coupon this 'Director Hu', it prompted him to.. actually pocket it! "Seeing how this is such an important deal. Name's Caelus. Now let's say if I wanted some.. comfortable options, the kinda thing where even my rigormortis can actually melt down to relax in." A sudden semi-lean was made, eyes attentive upon their face!
"How would I go about it in coffin options? I wanna sample your coziest ones!"
@papilio-anima from X!
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Thoma's own situation hadn't looked much better. By now a cascade of crystalline raindrops found themselves roaring forth without a care in the world. It was the kind of freedom that cared little for being a hindrance to anyone else. As he listens, that fluttery response certainly hadn't escaped his sights.
Which, fair, since it looked like she was lost in her initial thoughts about this misfortune.
A soft hum escapes as he quickly works up a solution. (One he had planned initially just for himself.) "Where you have to go isn't too far, is it? We might be able to hitch together under some proper cover in that case." He openly muses, drawing forth the instrument that soon unveiled itself to be an umbrella. Thankfully one of those pricey sorts that refused to buckle underneath nature's demand, for it held sturdy even as the water splashed forth.
He keeps it as an open offer as it's balanced between the downpour and the building's overhang, briefly shadowing Ampa's figure as he peers curiously towards her.
"Not sure in how much of a rush you are, but I figure this way we can hasten a few of the steps."
@dragonballnewstar from X
#dragonballnewstar#| Threads#And welcome to you too!#why thank u kindly for givin this genshin blog a shot
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He could tell the mere moment a thread had been stepped upon and snapped.
And in truth?
Being told he should've never been here to begin with--
A new threshold of intensity had found itself snapped in kind. Initially it was disbelief that was written across his face, stunned that her words could be so easily drawn. It was no different than a searing thorn making it's burrow in the depths of his heart. Part of him expected a heavier turn from the merriment or bluster that alcohol could provide to a setting. This however? A cold, fleeting sensation found itself swimming through the once amiable ground.
He had been bold, his words would most certainly burn, cause for concern irregardless. So why was it that a flare of his anger found itself drawing from the pit of his belly? "Never shouldn't been here?" That grating fire found itself edging from his lips as he steps forward, holding no shame in letting her shadow glare over his stature alongside those cool eyes. He'd make her see what she drew forth.
"And you think there weren't mistakes with those ways!? Something we need to look at!? I know you remember his look after that final battle." Of their Master who was wrought with regret. Of the tears spilled, pain that still needs to be processed, there wasn't one inch of circumstance where a lick of that glory truly mattered then. No, his attention was focused on the tears, on how a new resolve was being born from those ashes.
So where does this leave Master Aqua in such a case?
"Look at what you're telling me! That the best option would be to have nothing to do with it!? Can you really say that when those ways almost destroyed Ven?" Not only had that tale been shared through pained memories.
That fragment of his heart lived it.
"People who give an actual damn about others over duty are important! Isn't that what protection should be all about?"
@piousolus from X
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Their situation was about as clear cut as it could be managed. In this ever gracious and wondrous world of Pokemon, a new case arises, new power dawns, and ultimately the process where everything assimilates is the most vivaciously chaotic part of the whole process.
Gold simultaneously revels and outright hates it. Truly depends on the time and situation.
Right now? Given his precious partners tucked by his side tied with the every so studious and renown lady in his company, there was a clear vigor that was exercised in each step, exemplifying that go-getting nature as they found themselves marching clear through the one amiably hidden bases of Interpol. Dex Holders privilege, but by all damn means does he fully intend to exercise it.
"Heheh. Surprised ya managed to even get a wink of sleep with that familiar itch in your hand," It was a gentle tease, fondness carried over the depth of the one known as Crystal Lynne's accomplishments.
"Even with all this world flip-floppin' business, gotta love it when some baseline rules be out here keepin' the same."
The structure of the base found itself tucked like a sore thumb within nature. If it hadn't been for the modest growing surge of these buildings, particularly developed to be within the vicinity of Ultra Wormholes, there wasn't a doubt in Gold's mind that Interpol would be five miles deep in magma baths formed for fire types. Even now, brisk, gentle winds would breeze by the gated fixtures outside, allowing the palm trees to sway to an invisible tune.
Stress the ear well enough and distant melodies of local Primarina could be heard bringing a natural jubilance to the seasides.
Gold found himself shameless in how close he kept to Crystal, practically by the hip, basking in that natural satisfaction of their shared time leading to a new adventure. While the premise in itself was good enough, the idea of this being a new experience for them and their partner Pokemon, it draws a prideful feeling within his chest. It even made his more exploratory nature simmer as he checks at his Pokegear.
"New update too. Said they'll have all the equipment we need for some safe travel. Just need our ever dependable psyhics here in the name of good transport." Naturally he refers to Timpani and their 'Not so little' Gothi. Fondly looking back on how they raised that little troublemaker makes it impossible to resist the temptation to sling an arm around her shoulders, professionalism be damned. This is how professionals like them get set up.
"Still got the old deets for the purpose of this travel? Buncha intergalactic hot mess, findin' in sealing up points of distortion.."
There goes that tempting waggle of his brow once again.
"Explooooorin' some new worlds?"
@starmarkcd
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He didn't find any glances or gazes she had unnatural. Not in the least, with the split between looking like some wet mutt to the reveal of triumphs made of scarred skin, the exposure was inevitable as it was natural. It reminds Ryuji of the many discussions carried into the night about their adventures, prior and present, so that's when an impulsive offer found itself made as the warmth of her track jacket served to stave the cold away.
Part of him was questioning if that heater in the stairwell behind them might do the trick a bit more, it's tacked on as an idle thought.
Right now, Haru found herself carrying all of the current.
In fact there was something endearing in the ways her words fumbled, bowling over like some poor sap before an entryway stuffed with shoes. The atmosphere she carries just never damn failed in keeping things lighthearted, keeping them peaceful in a way he appreciates, leaving him entirely off guard the instant her hard working fingers begin to reveal his complexion underneath the shirt, just enough to make a mild rise of gooseflesh fleck over his skin.
Despite making the offer with a head full of heart and no mind, the tension experienced is by no means painful, rather, that excitable, lively awareness found itself burning vibrantly wherever the mildly ticklish trail her fingers left. Warmth found itself brewing within his face, stalled from growing the instant he catches that momentary fluster melting down to that genuine concern that captured his eyes from the very start.
Even the flora laden rooftops of Shujin found themselves erased from mind, concentrating Haru's reaction in particular.
"Medals, huh? Heheh, hopefully not something I'll get first place in anytime soon." He's not ignorant to how morbid that sounds, but, it certainly did draw a smile on his face.
"I can save the full package for when I'm a touch more dried up, but this one was during the time in Futaba's heart. Lookin' out for the guy's per usual, really scraped by the skin of our teeth."
"So y'know, I got a good idea on what'cha mean by that.." Knowing that the days ahead aren't promised, once upon a time, it made a shamefully more egotistical side of him become.. entitled, a time he's never been more happy to be torn away from due to harsh lessons.
Now, if only those thoughts could persist, everything found itself being swept from underneath his feet the instant those soft, strong hands sought his in a measure of support. The squeezing immediately cause his fingers to return the gesture regardless of the way his heart began to hammer. Her thoughts on the matter caused a boisterous laugh to immediately rise.
"Hell, please? I don't mind being a soppin' wet mess during the summer, but anything else and it really would kick my ass. C'mon, I got some spare stuff I can kick on 'round the lockers." He doesn't miss a beat in whisking her along, a touch too stubborn to end how their hands joined as he begins to lead her through the stairwell.
That said, he sure gave one of those melting-ly pleasant sighs feeling the currents of heat humming through the radiators.
"Iiiiiii.. Think I could get a lil use to this. Never knew this was how good the plants have it while in your care, almost makes a guy a lil jealous." With how content his voice sounds, it's clear the bliss of not just the warmth-- but holding hands with her was working its magic.
@arcanascompendium
#arcanascompendium#| Threads#THEREEEEE WE GO#And I see you popping off there!#Had to get a good reply in myself
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炎 - Even with the blatant disapproval scrounged from his impulsiveness. His nose had certainly led him true! If there was a place that found itself always mixing a perfect blend of fire with sweets, it'd certainly be Stocking's place. That in itself causes a lively cackle to escape from Natsu as props up, dusting the mild debris from his figure.
"Well, I was hungry! Don't-cha know just how good things get when things get worked up in your oven? It's like the scent was practically wagging it's finger at me!"
....
Oh, wait, sheeeee doesn't exactly look the happiest right now, does she?
"Who uses doors anymore? If I wanna see ya, then naturally the fastest route is the best one!" Says Natsu, who doesn't even use the door to his own house.
Takes too long!
@heavenslolita
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"Absolutely no one comes to save us but us."
Ismatu Gwendolyn, "you've been traumatized into hating reading (and it makes you easier to oppress)", from Threadings, on Substack [ID'd]
#q#lit#quotes#typography#essays and articles#id included#ismatu gwendolyn#youve been traumatized into hating reading and it makes you easier to oppress#threadings#m#x
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Fat nuggets’ thread 🩷🖤
#fat nuggets#the baby#hazbin angel dust#angel dust#charlie morningstar#lucifer morningstar#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel alastor#alastor#so cute#protect him at all costs#sir pentious#hazbin hotel husk#huskerdust#just look at him#so cuteeee#thread
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#threads#threads app#threads account#threads an instagram app#celebrity news#robin williams#zelda williams#ai#ai generated#aiartisnotart#ai is a plague#ai issues#ai is not art#ai is scary#ai is dangerous#ai is theft#ai is stupid#support human artists#disturbing#terrifying#unsettling#actors strike#sag afra strike#workers#workers rights#workers strike#support unions#voice actors#actors#actor
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I love Reddit sometimes.
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seeing everyone just mindlessly sign up for threads despite all the clear warning signs feels like I’m living in Sailor Moon or a magical girl anime episode where the Monster of the Day just set up shop over night and their product is literally draining your lifeforce for the Dark Kingdom but people keep going there
#only there's not even a hot monster girl involved#just privacy leaks and the right wing#threads#twitter#ame post
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@darkness-and-blood replied to your post “ABRUPTLY SNEEZES. ... Strange. Why in the hell did...”:
My is the raccoon getting a cold now...the seasons are changing already hehehe..
"See I thought the same thing, but who in the hell gets sick in a dream exactly?"
Which happens to be the million Credit issue! Too much of that doesn't make sense for some airborne malady.
"Which is why this definitely has to be someone having me in their thoughts. I've seen the TV shows that talked about that a ton."
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@dcndrohime replied to your post “"....I wonder if I can sell all these robot parts....”:
"If you don't want some of them, i can take pieces off your hands"
"I certainly have no qualms with such an offer. Needing the limbs in their entirety, the artifice gears within? Knowing you for long as I have, you'll be welcomed to a discount."
"My main use of getting a few weapons fashioned from them are already complete. So the most of the excess would be going to waste."
Who knows if some wayward puzzle would require these.
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Maybe at that very event horizon, a place where Sora's step holds a mirror to Vanitas's, there's hints of understanding that were more instinctively known.
Sora wholeheartedly accepts that.
Life like this wouldn't ultimately bring closure or a new chapter. In many ways for someone who was fashioned for combat, conquests, the needs of others while thriving in the chaos they wrought, just where does their answer lie?
Being met with that sharp question felt like a good first step. The glow within the eyes in the keybearer had remained humbly calm as devouring darkness of that mask stares back. A certain tension found itself growing heavier within nature itself at their reduced distance. The clash of keybearer's after all would happen to be this Greater World's potential undoing.
"Figured that being stiff wasn't your style at the end of the day." There was a particularly cheekiness settled in those words. Whether it's arrogance or the freedom imbued in free will, joy stays within the momentum of what he does, leading to surroundings looking more pristine by proxy of his presence upon these very grounds.
"Oh?" His brow quirks as his curiosity is piqued. "That's one good way to kick up all this restless energy in me. Same rules as regular tag, bigger scale?"
"Or is there any other catches I need to be aware of?"
@voidedgear
#voidedgear#| Threads#oh he is listening#and not to the right warnings lmao#danger is a great bonding tool
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i will never stop being 6 years old and lonely. i will never stop being 11 years old and lonely. i will never stop being 19 years old and lonely. i will never stop
#lucinda.txt#my therapist said there was a common thread of loneliness in my life :(#i was like yeah :( there is :(#1k#2k#5k#10k#20k
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the weirdest fucking thing to me is how men will be like "it's so hard being a man. no one cares that i'm sad. the loneliness we experience could NEVER be understood by a woman" and then also be like "btw i never talk to my friends and i don't know their names and i love hanging out with men because they don't talk about their stupid emotions all the time. women could never understand a bond like this." like ???
#this thread was so rancid lmfao#my favorite was 'we don't care if someone wants to relax on the couch!!! STOP NAGGING US!!!' like ????#go take care of your kids you deadbeat????#also SO many guys complaining that no one compliments them#ok so compliment another man.....#oh no you only want a woman to compliment you? ok.#women compliment each other that's why we get compliments lol#we do not want men to 'compliment' us hope this helps
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