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zorgishborg · 5 months
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Everyone can blame @heartofhubris for getting me into outer worlds. Woe, Felix be upon ye
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desifleabag · 8 months
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On a Monday evening, I was working when a song called "Last Kiss" by Taylor Swift started playing. It took me back to a special night from last year. It was New Year's Eve, and we planned to enjoy double scoops of choco chip ice cream. I felt confident in my outfit, wearing a white crop top, blue jeans, yellow hair clips, and my curled hair smelled nice.
I was so excited that I couldn't sleep the night before. I hoped for something significant to happen – our first kiss. When I saw you waiting under a yellow streetlight with ice cream, my eyes lit up. The sky was filled with blue colors and fireworks, and my stomach felt funny.
We had a great time laughing and talking. Even when my ice cream melted and dripped, I couldn't stop smiling. You kindly wiped my hands, and it felt really nice.
I hugged you tightly, not wanting to let go. There was something special between us that was hard to explain. I really wanted to kiss you. Your lips had a half-smile that hinted at a secret joke. They looked inviting and warm in the light, and your eyes had shadows that made them intriguing.
I felt a strange feeling in my chest. I woke up suddenly, feeling like something had happened. I realized it was just a dream, but I wished I could have kissed you. Tears came to my eyes, and I smiled. I gently hit my head, understanding it wasn't real.
But I still really wanted to kiss you. I imagined holding your neck and kissing you. I wished for that kiss to be the first and last before we went our separate ways. Even now, I dream of that kiss, even though it might never happen.
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broiamjustalilguy · 1 year
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ensemble stars is really helping me get out of this funk and improve my art 😭
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I didn't actually see the eclipse (wrong continent) but it definitely got the gears in my head turning. I wish I had art skills to draw the idea bouncing around in my noggin, but consider; corruption takes over Nightmare and Dream. They merge together into one entity called Total Eclipse.
Its magic is ice white, its body is pitch black. It retains Nightmare's 'texture' but it has Dream's ethereal glow. It's large... the intimidating stature of two Gods in one form, with an aura of unspeakable intensity. Despite its two halves famously being at constant war with one another, the entity is stable, unnervingly calm. It constantly looks faintly amused.
When it speaks, it speaks in either Dream or Nightmare's voice. If it's talking to someone who knew one of the two, it uses the voice they're most familiar with. It occasionally uses both at once - seemingly for dramatic effect.
It can trigger any number of feelings in someone with only a glance. It looks like it takes joy in doing so. Standing too close to it can cause uncontrollable tears.
It responds to the name 'Eclipse'. It has a delayed response to 'Dream' - and doesn't seem to react at all to 'Nightmare'.
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m0rbs · 3 days
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Sorry that I keep not posting. I also keep not drawing
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meownotgood · 3 months
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pretty aki........ gaahhh.....
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icantdothistodaybruh · 3 months
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yea sooooo I may have or may have not watched and instantly rewatched all kuro musicals in existence in a spawn of one week and now have roughly 40 screenshots to redraw from
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I think I might be insane or something
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mypersonalships · 6 months
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Literally them tho
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dinaur · 1 year
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY YUNHO !!
↳ jeong yunho (march 23d, 1999): main dancer, vocalist, center
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muffingnf · 4 months
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he is seriously the most beautiful boy in the whole world Also love the little microphone thats regular sized for him because he’sso tiny
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brittie-frog · 9 months
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I'm so down bad for Maddox and Ashlyn that my three favourite scenes are:
3. The Redlyn breakup - the chillest break up, Red supporting Ashlyn going after Maddox and the most insane storyline of Red realising he's bi because he kisses Seb
2. Just the entirety of Maddox during opening night - having an existential breakdown over your love life that you break the sound controls and then just give up on your stage manager duties and disappear (probably to help quinn)
1. The confession - a scene I want on repeat: the explanations of how afraid they are of how much they like the other then the "should we just stay friends?" Before having such a love induced make out their just completely ignore Carlos being there. (Also Maddison giving up and telling Maddox to stop coming back to her when she clearly likes Ashlyn... my baby just needed that push)
I love all my queer children but these two are the wlw so I love them just slightly more.
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wearelordofcrime · 11 months
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This is not a writing blog, but I do have some hc about post!timeskip!William x reader (romantic) that I'd like to share.
I believe that he was clingy before when in private, but after the three years of his death, he's holding onto you somehow all the time and is never separated from you for too long.
While sleeping he is suffocating you, hugging you so tightly as if you'll disappear and contrary to before, he prefers being the small spoon. (Small spoon liam take my heart).
He's very isnecure about his blind eye and his scar, and whenever you kiss it, caress it or generally give it any attention he's blushing madly.
More often than not he stays awake at night, thinking that his demons are going to win this time. But then you hug him from behind, massaging his shoulders and kissing his nape, he really feels grounded again, and after you serenade him back to bed, singing softly a lullaby he's out like a light, safe in your arms.
*sighs* am I not in love with this boy...
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crocchompers · 3 months
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he bites 🤭
Ok but I actually love this lol I love when people make him crazy for no reason <3
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plush-rabbit · 11 months
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Dating Headcanons for Himiko Toga
Request: Could you possibly write headcanons for Toga with a fem civilian s/o?
A/N: I love her design so much!! I love her fangs and bangs and her eyes!! She’s so cute!!
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Himiko loves with her entire being. She never meant it to be twisted or malicious, but certain upbringings and repression has made it out to be so. Having her as a partner is a dangerous one, she’s a villain- a young one at that. She is unstable, but she never means for her own obsession to hurt you with malicious intent. She can’t control it, she loves too much- too wholeheartedly. 
Perhaps she has a type looking at her past two most obvious crushes. She likes to think that she doesn’t- that she loves people and all that they are, but she likes convictions. That’s what attracted her to the young two promising heroes, how far they were willing to go for the other, but you aren’t a hero. You’re a civilian, and it's been a long time since she actually liked anyone like you. But she becomes lovestruck when she sees how kind you are. 
There’s a panic around the area caused by her and the others- people push past one another and somehow she’s been caught in the middle of it, pushed to the ground where her bare knees become scraped. The crowd disperses as soon as she's in the ground, and she’s not astanger to scrapes and cuts, but the knee injury hurts just a bit too much, and any pressure on her ankle makes her think that she might have twisted it. She’s taken in a sharp breath, ready to brace herself and move forward when a hand is held out in front of her. You must know who she is, when you hold out your hand to her when she’s fallen, there’s no doubt that even with her attire, there has to be some common sense in your head telling you to run the other way. Instead of doing the most logical option, you help her up, and hold her hand in yours for just a moment too long, until you pull away and mumble an apology, running the other, leaving her in the middle of the desolate plaza, with her heart beating against her chest. Late at night, she lays awake thinking of you, fisting the hand that you held and covering it protectively with her free hand. 
She wishes that it were more of a challenge to find you- you’re too predictable, too easy and unaware of your surroundings, especially after an attack where you happened to be at. Fortunately for her, you walk home alone for a few blocks and that’s when she makes herself known, grabbing at your hand, and pulling you close to her. You’re startled, but not scared, and you let her lead you into an alleyway where you certainly don’t belong. She’s infatuated. Lovestruck. Obsessed. You aren’t scared of her. You’re letting her hold your hand. She already knows you’re kindhearted. She knows your name. She knows your schedule. She introduces herself, and when you reply back with your own name, she wraps her arms around you, already giving you a nickname, one dripped in sugar and everything nice.
There’s only so many places the two of you can be together without raising suspicions, and your family has already started to wonder why you keep going to the playground at night, so that location has to be shelved until further notice. Other than that, you often go wherever she leads you to which happens to be the current location of the League hideout. They didn’t take too kindly to you at first- Twice, or Jin- being the most harsh in wanting to keep you out of any type of League affairs. You later learn that he and Himiko have a rather close relationship, so you understand the brash behavior and reservations that he may have about you. The both of you usually meet up together after school. While you do your homework, she likes to peer over your shoulder and help with whatever she can. When you have passages to read, you like to read them outloud to her. She’s always happy when she gets to hear you read to her no matter how boring the story may be because she can rest her head on your shoulder.
No matter how sweet she can be, she’s still obsessive. Her questions always start off innocent enough- how did your day go? What did you learn? How was gym class? Who were you with during lunch? You’re not getting bothered are you? Is that teacher still giving you a hard time about your grades? She needs to know how your day went, and when she doesn’t know, that has her worrying her bottom lip. She cares too strongly, loves too fiercely. When she notices that you’ve had a particularly draining day, she holds off on the questions, instead taking you into her arms and resting her cheek over the top of your head. 
It comes to no surprise that she’s an affectionate person. She loves to have her hand on you in some type of way. Your hand will be in hers, and she;ll press her palm against yours, comparing the size and slowly intertwine your hand with hers. Whenever you do your homework there at the hideout, she sits next to you, mumbling about how she always hated homework, and what subject she was the worst at. Sometimes, she’ll get a forlorn look in her eyes, and when she realizes that you;ve been staring at her, she’ll press her lips against your cheek and rest her head on your lap, asking you to read her the chapter of the day. 
The rest of the League- once they get used to you and agree with each other that you probably won’t rat them out- do they actually tease the young member. It did take a while for the rest of the League to become comfortable with you and while you won’t admit it to your partner, you’re positive that they each gave you their own version of a shovel talk. During the threats, a part of you thinks that it’s nice that she found a family within them, how they all care for each other without actively saying it. Most of them didn’t even actually have a full conversation with you, only showcasing their quirks in front of you and you quickly understood that that was a threat. 
With her quirk, she feels the need to have to suck on blood. And being around you can be a struggle. There has to be restraint, especially since she doesn’t want to scare you away from her. There’s been a handful of times where you’ve gotten a cut in front of her, and each and every time, she watched you with unblinking eyes. The scent of iron is thick in the air no matter how little the cut was, and there’s a heavy flush that reddens her face. She hardly makes a sound, and it reminds you of a predator watching their prey, with how her pupils dilate and how silently she moves. She leaves the room for a few minutes and returns as if nothing has happened, asking you if you’re okay and giving the bandaged wound a kiss.
Whether you give her a taste of your blood or not, she understands both decisions and she doesn’t press. She won’t ask for a drop of your blood. She’s loyal to you, and she just likes to be around you- more than she would have ever realized. If you were to offer your blood to drink to Himiko, she takes it as a great show of your relationship with her. She’ll take your arm and ask how you would like to do it. She could give you a little cut, or bite down, or press her needle into the soft of your elbow- whatever it is that you choose, she’s fine with that fact. Either way, she takes your hand in hers, twisting it around and kissing at every inch of skin that she can, mumbling how she's thankful for having met you. There’s still red beads of scarlet that prick from your skin, and watching you, she swipes the tip of her tongue across the wound, pressing a kiss into it and mumbling how she has to clean you up now. There’s a lovely look in her eyes when she glances up to you, her pink dusted in pink, and only deepening when you kiss her.
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beanghostprincess · 2 months
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I want to throw a chair at him
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celosiaceo · 2 months
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New Traditions
“Today is Saint Valentine’s day, the day of celebrating love and affection.”
“I… I’ve heard… it’s on July 6th… in my faith, and… it has no romantic tone.. that is new to me…”
“Well, would you want to celebrate it the local way, or is that not agreeable by you?”
“I… I wouldn’t mind that… actually… I was told about a tradition… if… if I may… offer you a gift..?”
“Oh? Oh my. Of course.”
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“I...I love you… Happy Valentine’s Day….”
“I love you too, Hyacinth. Happy Valentine’s Day. ”
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