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tseng has been moved. there are new rules —- the main being that i went singleship with @radhalaus​

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tseng has been moved.

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HELLO I AM MOVING TSENG TO A NEW BLOG SOON. POSSIBLY TONIGHT. SOME NEW RULES WILL BE POSTED!

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I know we don't interact, but, I am here to wish you a very happy birthday!! ❤️❤️❤️

!!!! 💞💓💓💕 thank you so much!!

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Happy Birthday!! 🌸🥂🥧

🥺🥺🥺💐 thank you so much!!!💕💓💞

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Happy birthday 🎉🎂🥳🎁🎊 I'd sing but I sound like a troop of howling dogs and cats

ezdzufxkgccglgx omg 😂😂😂💗💗💗 you're amazing. thank you so much!!

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SCREAMS! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! i hope you have the best day ever and eat all of your favorite things :)

🥺🥺🥺 thank you so much!! I'm gonna spend the day in bed with my kitties while eating my fave cake !!!

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hello I miss writing but basically I really hate being on tumblr, which is why I keep disappearing. thank u all for being patient

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@radhalaus

My pain is irrelevant. Your safety is more important.

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U ever just…wanna hide ur face in someone’s neck and …. Sleep

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I get it now. I get it. The things that you hope for the most are the things that destroy you in the end.

— John Green

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People's souls are like gardens. You can't turn your back on someone because his garden's full of weeds. You have to give him water and lots of sunshine.

— Nancy Farmer

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When they ask you what your favorite moment is, you will say her. You will always say her.

— Caitlyn Siehl

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I am here, alone, at the end of the world. I reach out and touch nothing.

— Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

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Bookplate for Jaroslav Cervany by Michal Florian, 1952.

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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐔𝐅𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐑𝐀 & 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐊. 𝟏 / ??? @radhalaus & @qiianze

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li’l plotted starter for @radhalaus​

they had been tailing cloud and his little group for days now, from costa del sol to a small town just outside of junon and just when they thought they were at the end of the line, another surprise was thrown at them. another spanner in the mix, so to say. was it AVALANCHE? random thugs? wutai? well, neither of them could be sure at the moment —- all tseng knew was that he was surrounded, and rufus was surrounded. the enemy was quick, but tseng was quicker, both in mind & body. there were no threats, no demands; these people only seemed to want them dead. 

dodging bullets, dodging punches and grabs, tseng only glanced every so often at his counterpart, knowing fully well the man could take care of himself. though, there’s a sudden shift in the air, and perhaps the two had locked eyes for one second too long —- a straggler behind the man dressed in pristine white. the president is too focused on the three in front of him to notice the fourth behind him, gun aimed right at the man’s head. 

“SIR!” a quick but loud bark of his title, tseng grabs a gun from under his suit jacket, quickly taking it from the hidden holster, as he manages a swan dive to the right, bringing him in sight of the assassin. tseng shoots first; the enemy shoots second. thankfully, his aim is far better than whoever these amateurs really were. one shot to the forehead, and he’s down. tseng can breathe at last, especially when he turns to see the other three had been brought down as well. tseng is on his feet again, his other hand reaching underneath his jacket again to flourish another gun. their numbers were thinning, but there were still more and it almost seemed like others were coming out of no where. 

“why don’t you be a little more careful next time, yeah?” finally, the two are reunited; close enough that he could reach out and touch him, but he resists. concentration was key if they were going to survive the ambush. “you have anymore grenades on you?”