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#broken boy
irethilla · 11 months
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𝔹𝕃 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥
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List with my favourite BL manhwa characters. ·· Names in the description ··
sɪᴅᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs
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ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ғʟᴀɢs
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ʀᴇᴅ ғʟᴀɢs (ง'̀-'́)ง - Yeah, they are mean but I love them.
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ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴs - I hate them. That's the point, right?
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ᴘᴜᴘᴘɪᴇs ૮ • ﻌ - ა
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grazielira · 2 years
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heavensickness · 1 year
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algrolo · 10 months
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Things to Know About Me:
I was born on the wrong side of the train tracks
I was raised with a strap across my back
Lay me on my side or hold me up to the light
yeah
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dandelion-jester · 2 years
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I'm nonbinary, but when cage the elephant say "broken boy, how does it feel?" I am the broken boy
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getitdcne · 2 years
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fafas-blog-stuff · 2 years
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I can't handle happiness...
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yourbrokenboytoy · 28 days
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but u don’t even care
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abraxasheals · 4 months
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I was raised with a strap across my back
Lay me on my side or hold me up to the light, yeah
Wanna do a full animation of this, like, full song with some limited animation, any and all advice is helpful!!!!!! Much love ❤️
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seabluelagoon · 5 months
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Don’t fall in love with a broken boy, you’ll just get hurt 💔💧
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irethilla · 3 months
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···•• BROKEN BOY 『 ♡ 』 © Inkr ✎ Rieul (리을), Doya (도야)
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grazielira · 11 months
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n0ahsferatu · 3 months
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pov you are a locked chest or perhaps someone bleeding to death
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queerinsect · 2 years
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"You only love broken boys when you think your love will make their symptoms and trauma go away."
"You say you can fix him and then leave him shattered when you realize it's a waste of time and effort."
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bluerasbunny · 4 months
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the merry go round broke down? more like the merry go round burnt down
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naffeclipse · 5 months
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Toying around with a sort of Apex Polarity spin involving Sun and Moon and having them as Arctic Fox type of creatures (think werewolf monster body types but fox style) and Y/N is an Arctic Hare-esque humanoid mythical being with white fur and long ears tipped in black. Of course, it's set in the Arctic tundra. Thinking of calling it Of Fox Maws.
You've seen the fox men before. They'll skirt the outsides of the large valley you like to go to gather arctic willow and sedge out of the snow. Their eyes glint in the harsh Arctic light, watching you. You warily tense your legs, always ready to bolt should the two fiends decide they're hungry enough to attempt to chase you down.
You can't trust foxes.
But you always skip away, out of sight and far from the terror of what could easily be your last day. This happens for a season. Sometimes, they attempt to creep closer in plain view but you turn tail and run, ducking behind snowy hills and hiding low until you're certain they're gone.
Once, you were caught off guard in the middle of your foraging. One voice called softly out to you. You jumped back and found the fox men too close, almost within lunging distance—your little heart fluttered as if to take flight and escape—but you ran and ran and ran until you couldn't breathe. Then, you look behind you.
The fox men were nowhere to be found.
One day, you're amid a rocky field of purple saxifrage, happily picking blossoms to toss in your mouth while twisting your long ears this way and that to listen in for any predators or creeping fox men that might try to break your little neck in their vulpine jaws. You never expected the teeth to come from the ground you placed your foot on. A snap of metal. A bone crack. You're bitten by something cold and terrible, and it chains you to the ground. Terrible pain eats your leg as blood, crimson among the snow and rocks, begins to drip down your fur.
You panic. Such is your nature. You thrash and struggle while the metal trap digs deeper into your leg. The safety of daylight begins to fade as exhaustion and fear begin to take hold, and then you see them. Their glinting eyes, their sharp ears narrowed, their fur white and strangely marked with colorful swirls on their underside, their claws scraping over the ground as they come closer and closer.
You cry it in your terror—you could always run before. They talk low and soft to you, one anxiously coaxing you to stop moving, to stop hurting yourself, but you tug and struggle in your wild franticness. The teeth keep biting your leg—you flounder before a set of arms catches you, pinning you down with strange gold and red fur on his chest that warms your deathly chilled body. You scream but another set of hands holds down your caught leg—this one with deep blue and silver swirls in the fur on his chest. You dissolve in the horror of the end that will come from too many jaws—
A musical steel note plays when he breaks the chain in half with his raw strength. You keep thrashing, struggling to get away, but the fox men are too strong, and the one holding you keeps asking you to stop being frightened—they only want to help. The other digs his dark claws into the metal trap and pries it apart as the other drags you out of reach of the contraption maw, and you cry from the pain of it all.
The two begin yipping and fussing. When they press their hands to the bleeding bite mark on your leg, the anguish overwhelms you until all you see is white, then nothing.
They become frantic at your slumped form and all the blood on your silky white fur. Sun takes to your wound and Moon takes you in his arms, and keeping pressure on the strange bite, they carry you back to their den. There, you'll be safe and warm, and there, they can help you with your broken leg.
Hopefully, you won't keep screaming when you wake up. (You will.)
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