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vague hand gesture

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ok instead of doing anything productive here i'm back on my f.inal fantasy bullshit and things happened

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Nick Lake, In Darkness

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might just say fuck it and revamp/move petra :eyes:

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misc prompts for your feels

“ unique just means alone. ” “ i’m not afraid to die, just wish i could live a little first. ” “ i know i’m a monster, but you look at me like i’m a man. ” “ there’s nothing i wouldn’t do to keep you safe. ” “ we all have sins to pay penance for. ” “ don’t look at me like i’m a hero. you’ll only disappoint yourself. ” “ sometimes when you look at me it’s like…it’s like you’re staring straight past my flesh and into my soul. ” “ you make me want to live. ” “ i know i don’t deserve forgiveness, but i like the idea that some people think i might. ” “ i trust you with my life. ” “ you’re more like family to me than my own blood. ” “ i’ve never had any sort of family before. ” “ your life is far more precious than mine. ” “ i don’t care what happens to me. as long as you’re safe. ” “ i need you to live…cause if you’re gone then, i don’t know what the point of it all is anymore. ” “ i know i’m not the person you want, but i’m here. ” “ i love you, and i know you may never feel the same. but i’m okay with that. ” “ i couldn’t say no to you even if i wanted to. ” “ you’re worth more than this. ” “ why do you walk around as if you’re somehow less valuable than the rest of the world? ” “ please, let me help you. ” “ just let me do this for you. ” “ you do have something to live for. you have me. ” “ you’ll always have me. ” “ i see you. i know you feel so invisible all the time, but you’re not. not to me. ” “ it’s okay to be angry, you’re allowed to be upset about what happened to you. ” “ don’t you realize you deserve more than this? ” “ you’re not a machine or— or some thing. you’re a person, and i’m sorry anyone ever made you feel otherwise. ” “ please, just hold on a little longer. i can’t lose you too. ” “ this scar..what happened? ” “ if you won’t do it for yourself, then do it for me. ” “ you’re bleeding— how long have you been hiding this?! ” “ sometimes i realize one day i could die, i could just disappear and the world would be none the wiser. there’d be no one to miss me and that terrifies me more than death itself. ”  “ i’m not sure i know who i’m supposed to be anymore. ” “ my mind is so loud and i’m afraid it’ll never be quiet again. ” “ when i’m in a crowd i just want to melt away and yet, when i’m alone it’s somehow worse. ” “ loneliness is a poison and i’ve been drinking it for so long, i don’t there there’s an anecdote to save my soul. ” “ i don’t care if the world knows my name, i just want you to remember me. ” “ you deserve more than i could ever give you. ” “ i love you. i know that’s not enough, but i do. ” “ you’re safe with me, you always will be. ” “ you make me feel safe. like i’m allowed to be anything i want. ” “ i’d do anything to be the person you love again. ” “ i’ve got you, you’re safe. ” “ just rest, i’m here. ” “ you can stay with me tonight. ”

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hey are you interested in having a star War?

             “ does it come with a happy ending or is home-made okay? “

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softness / tenderness and unremitting strength are not mutually exclusive, i am both soft and strong with equal intensity

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Acts of Affection

Send in a symbol from YOUR muse to see how MY muse will react to yours!  For the ones where YOUR muse gives or says something to mine: WILD CARD! Your muse can pick the item, sings a specific song, or says a specific thing!

Family/Platonic:

✩  Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.

✪  Rubbing their back after a stressful day or disappointment.

★  Cooking them their favorite meal and feeding them.

✬  Making them their favorite hot beverage.

☼  Cuddling on the sofa next to each other.

☀  Singing them to sleep.

☆  Getting them something they need before they ask for it. 

☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.

✥ Play fighting!

❃  Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.)

Shipping/Romance:

♥  Laying by their side and watching them while they sleep with a fond smile.

♡  Kissing the corner of their eyes.

❥  Running your hand over their arm and gently pulling them close.

❤  Whispering sweet nothings in their ear. 

❦  Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.

❣  Staring deep into their eyes with adoration.

ღ  Rubbing your leg against theirs under the table.

ℒ  Pulling them into a hall/alley to kiss them passionately.

￡ Brushing your hand over or gently squeezing their bum.

Ω Running a hand over their collar bone or décolleté.

Sexual/NSFW:

✖  Soft nips at the neck and shoulder line.

✗  Bathing, washing, or soaking together quietly after sex.

♦  Body worshipping their naked form, slowly.

✚  Painting honey dust, edible paint, or other soft brush strokes on their body.

✦  Giving a sensual massage.

♢ Straddling their lap and holding their face to yours for a deep kiss.

▲ Dressing them up in lingerie (or gear) with gentle attention.

▽ Running your hand between their thighs, and splitting their legs apart.

► Unzipping their clothes free and kissing their neck.

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𝕃𝔼𝕍𝕀 .  /   liberons .

snow   reflects   off  the  sunlight’s  glare  like  blasphemy  ;            a call for ill - coating.   the piercing air makes no means to mend how hard it is to even   find   their shovels.     levi turns to the body beside him and catches how her face reacts to the cold  ;  flushed  &  pallid.     his hands leave the pockets of his coat,  taking a glove off to reach  /  fingers brushing  swift over the bone of her cheek,               ❛     maybe you should head back inside .   ❜

    WINTER  BRINGS  A  BITING  CHILL.   it scrapes across her cheeks in wakes of red and grows darker with his touch. petra follows her trail of breath to him, dancing across his own and admires the way snow dusts the top of his head.    “ and let you do this alone? don’t be silly.  “   she quips with a teasing lilt.       “ i’ll make us tea after we’re done to warm up. “

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happy birthday petra ur present is eren committing mass genocide <3

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asrage.

                                  the  call  rings  all  too   familiar  ,      the carefree lightness squeezing him dear.   asra follows her insistence with ease,  just as eager to see her again as she.       ❛     ah, it’s been…  busy,  ❜           he tells her with a smile,  leaning back into the chair with a tired  huff .       ❛     but it’s a long story.   what about you, first ?  what of that… uh-   ❜           he leans forwards,  eyes darting to ensure selasi wasn’t around before continuing,       ❛     the necromancer ,  who helped me before ?   you two seemed close.   ❜ 

                her father still holds no knowledge of where she goes during the night ; nor of her recent affinity for magic. she doesn’t mean to hide from him, but she’s unsure of his reaction. magic was a foreign concept to the the baker, never touched upon, never learned about, only heard through whispers and rumors and to bring it in so suddenly and of this caliber worries her.   “ you mean levi? “    her cheeks tint a gentle pink at his mention, betraying her nonchalant tone.    “ he’s um, i don’t know... become somewhat of a mentor, a friend... “    there’s a trail off that leaves more to be said, but she busies herself with their chipped chinaware instead.    “ he’s teaching me some things. “

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petra + other dead comrades flashback WHEN

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@asrage​ didn’t ask for this but here we are

      “ hey stranger ! “    sweet  cheer  /  sweet  girl,  how  quickly  to  fall  past  her  lips  in  praise.  she  beckons  him  to  sit   (  his very own corner seat  )    and  ushers  her  father  to  bring  their shop’s  specialty.   “ i haven’t seen you or hera in a while, you must tell me of your travels ! “

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life’s short and i made an a.rcana oc

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From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

Edvard Munch (via exorcismhymn)