seventhwondr

[seventhwondr]

i’m so sorry i still haven’t been around ya’ll !  i’ve been busy with protesting, & i haven’t had the time or energy to spare here. i’ve been repeating this but i rlly should be back into the swing of things by next week lmao. if you’re also partaking, please take care of yourself & stay safe out there !

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  some  one  word  prompts .    (    send   one   of   the   words   for   our   muses   to   interact   based   off   that   word   )

goodbye :  my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger.

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

gone :   my  muse  stays  by  your  muses  side  while  they  take  their  last  breath.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

sacrifice :   my  muse  jumps  in  front  of  your  muse,  sacrificing  their  life  for  your  muses  life.

trail :   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scares,  asking  them  about  it.

love :   my  muse  confronts  your  muse  about  why  they  never  say  ’ i  love  you ’  back.

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride.

jump :   my  muse  runs  to  your  muse  and  jumps  up,  my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs.

dance :   my  muse  holds  their  hand  out,  waiting  for  your  muse  to  come  out  and  slow  dance  with  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify. 

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun :  my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down. 

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude :  my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

karaoke :  my  muse  pulls  your  muse  up  on  stage  with  them  to  sing  some  karaoke  songs. 

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

wet :   my  muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for  your  muse  to  join  them.

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“…shimura’s husband was killed, see.”

do you ever cry because you think about what a good friend gran torino is BECAUSE I DO.

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SUPER sorry for the sudden drop in activity !!!  i had some things come up irl & i haven’t had time/motivation/will to live to write bc of that BUT i’ll be back by friday ❤

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@seventhwondr​  said:     🌼 — a sunflower for her little sunflower!     ･:*:･ﾟ★ GIVE TOSHI A FLOWER. ACCEPTING.

       COUNTENANCE SHINES AS BRIGHT AS THE SUN ITSELF.      you  run  over  to  accept  the  gift,   hands  extended.     bruised  knees  and  band-aids  cover  elbows,   knees,  and  practically  everywhere  in  between.    YOU  WOULD  BE  THE  PILLAR  YOU  DREAMT  OF  BECOMING   —   and  it’s  thanks  to  her.

             ❛        THANK YOU, MASTER.   i’ll keep  it  forever.     ❜     

          you’d  return  to  the  small  shack  of  a  home  to  hang  the  flower  upside,  in  order   to  preserve  it.   you  would  hold  true  to  your  promise  to  cherish  it  for  the  rest  of  your  days. 

          OVER  THIRTY  YEARS,   multiple  battles,   many losses,   few  loves,   and  one  retirement  later,    you,  the  former  symbol  of  peace  are moving  your  belongings  from  your  home  to  your  fiance’s.    a  journal  tumbles  from  the  top  of  an  opened  box.       what would fall out but that flower?          it  takes  your  old  mind  a  minute  to  place  it  on  that  shining  day.     it’s  with  a  bittersweet  smile  and  a  tear  that  you  return  the  dried  flower  to  it’s  proper  page.  the  top  reads  in  your  adolescent  scrawl: 

                ‘  SUNFLOWER  FROM  MASTER NANA!    KEEP HERE FOREVER!    ’

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“Your smile is one of the most beautiful and endearing parts about you.”

— k.b. // i love your smile

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I’m proud of your growth.

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was thinking abt nana & gran torino being flying buddies & i love that? sm.  also nana taking lil toshinori for a flight & saying smth like “one day, these are going to be your skies to patrol, & your land to watch over” à la lion king style

then i thought about afo stealing her quirk before she died & using it at kamino & i  :’(

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*blows a kiss to the sky* for nana shimura & her thighs 😘😘

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at first, you’re nothing but exasperated with the boy. & perhaps exasperated was an understatement, in retrospect. his desire to help was admirable, of course, but darting into the fray like that was reckless to the extreme. not to mention, it looks like the juvenile do-gooder is nothing more than a quirkless kid with delusions of grandeur & no apparent instinct for self-preservation.  ugh, goddammit —

but, wait ! — it hits like a wave rolling over a calm sea: understanding in a way you’d never felt. that flame inside you, the torch you’d carried from your master & held high & proud, flickers. it stretches towards him like a magnetic pull: an attraction so strong you very nearly take a step forward. it’s a feeling that’s indescribable, completely unknown... yet you knew.

you knew.

everything happens in a blur, after that. something inside of you snaps when the villain lets out thunderous roar & lifts its arm with every intention to kill the child  —  maternal instinct, you’ll much later realize. an overwhelming urge to protect  —  & then you’re soaring through the air with the weight of one for all enclosed in your fist. the villain goes down with one punch to the face, nose bent at an… er, unhealthy angle, & mouth filled with loose teeth. you should detain him, but you wave at an officer to take care of the rest because all you can think about is the boy. that boy who had risked everything to save someone. you needed to know his name. you had to know what he was thinking !

in one single bound, you’re at his side, immediately scanning for injuries. there’s an odd mix of excitement & nervousness mingling in your chest. when he looks up, you flash a warm smile. he’s scrawny  —  young, younger than you’d expected  —  & eyes so full of childish spirit that if you were uncertain before, you knew now. the torch flickers, the magnetic pull stronger.

“ that was a stupid decision, kid... but i have to admit  —  it was pretty heroic, too. are you alright ? ”

&&. @dyingmight​ !!  /  sc.

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you, artemis on the hunt, the brazen flash of your teeth more akin to a wolven snarl; your steely eyes are a testament to the nerves you brim, the antagonizing way you stare down the shadows. someone’s there, somewhere, & you challenge them, beckon battle with pure mocking; an elbow is propped onto knee, chin rests on palm. obsidian strands fall with the slight crane of your neck, lilts of jest & joking in your voice,  “ you’ve been tailing me like a frightened little chihuahua for blocks, ”

one for all no longer fills your blood like starlight, but there are eclipses of it; it shows, in the bright violet/violent nebulae of your eyes,  “ you want to talk ?  come out, then. face me. ”

&&. @musclar​ !!  /  sc.

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MAAM

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red is power !  red is adrenaline, fireworks, it is shorthand for passion, the color of kings & queens & revolution. it is the requiem for the chivalrous & brave, clarifying as fire; & it is a fitting thing, for this particular young man. he reminds her of her own little tyke, in more ways than one —  all unbridled passion & brute strength, an unbreakable body that is clearly a pure reflection of their unbreakable spirit. so young & this boy was already fashioning himself into a pillar of peace. you feel almost giddy inside, to see that your student’s legacy thriving. & look at that smile of his !  so bright, so reassuring, a sure fiery light to combat any darkness. hah !  he’s been taught well.

“ hey !  — yes, you, young man. i’ve gotta say: you’ve got some real talent. that kind of raw strength paired with that equally strong drive of yours is a rare thing. i’m impressed. you must be red riot, yeah ? ”

&&. @ksri​ !!  /  sc.

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“ excuse me, young man ? ”  head tilts & her ever present smile glisters, a waxing crescent to ward off all of that darkness clouding his expression,  “ looks like something pretty heavy is weighing on you.  are you alright ? ”

&&. @engxne​ !!  /  plotted starter.

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you are everything that he hates.

he took scissors to his chest & carved every last part of you out of his heart when he was a child. when he came into this world with small, soft hands meant for sugar / when he was poured salt instead, & it rotted away everything that he was. unlovable, he was told, agony braided about his bones. wretched / waste. not a bad seed born rotten, but the consequence of destruction so fervent. you are not your suffering, you are not your pain, you want to say, but do not know how to start. 

you are everything he hates; but, you love him. you love him so dearly ( & did you even notice before, that he has the same blemish as you ?  your mole, & it’s the same size in the same spot, your son didn’t even have that & it aches ).  love can be tricky: it is a special word for sacrifice. love is lying to spare someone grief. taking a blow that you could have avoided, for the sake of someone else. there was love in keeping difficult secrets. there was love in telling difficult truths. love was giving your child away, even as he cried & cried. see ?  love is tricky. sometimes, it breeds hate.

hate is all this child knew, & you’re the source of it all.

“ — tenko. you can’t deny me for forever. ”

&&. @corpsevil​ !!  /  sc.

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“ you really don’t have to patch me up, kiddo. look, it’s just a scratch !  save your energy. ”

&&. @healskies​ !!  /  sc.

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“ your quirk does not make you a monster. your actions determine whether you are a monster or a hero, they are what define you. not the nature of your power; that’s out of your hands, but what you do with it isn’t. you’re making the most of it, & you’re trying your best to control it every day. that itself is enough, kid. ”

&&. @freklcss​ !!  /  sc.