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[yeefcknhaw]

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[vellichorsdesire]

f/o who doesn’t know they’re touchstarved until they meet you.

the heavy want grows in their chest and is absolutely undeniably there whenever you two even just briefly touch. when you’re so close that they’re so desperate have you closer, wanting to feel their body pressed against yours in a tight embrace, that the thought of your hand in theirs is barely enough. when you two finally hug, or whenever you do, they sink into your embrace almost immediately, a deep sigh of content heard as they wrap their arms around you to return the tender hug. it’s a little hard to get their arms off you afterward, with those small mumbles of “just a little longer” and “i don’t want to let go yet.”

maybe they’re super embarrassed about feeling so at first and are so glad whenever you indulge in their desire to have you, to feel your warmth. or they’re incredibly stubborn about it but their actions always say otherwise, finding every little chance to have their skin touch yours, to quietly tug on your sleeve or any other sign that you immediately know what they want with it.

eitherway they’re forever thankful that you’re so understanding. with the little touches you guys end up doing like from simply pushing a strand of hair behind an ear or running fingers through each other’s hair, they’re absolutely addicted. smitten, even, so incredibly much that they can’t put their love for this, for you into words.

[kelin-is-writing]

kelin may i hear more about rockstar touya \(★ω★)/

I was planning to post other headcanons before going for these, BUT I’ve got some for Rockstar!Touya that are pestering my mind these days and your asks come in the right moment, so bear with me please 🤧

࣪𖤐… ROCKSTAR!TOUYA

The first time Touya knew that he wanted to become a rockstar was in middle school, right at the age of thirteen, his influent CEO of a father was trying to mold him into a carbon copy of himself to rival Yagi Toshinori’s Enterprise. While taking a break from studies, he saw his sister watch on TV a rock concert of “Loudness” and to say Akira Takasaki is his role model is the least. That’s a true legend to him.

After “Loudness” and Akira Takasaki, he discovered “Metallica” and Kirk Hammett which made him go like “HOW??? HAVE??? I??? MISSED??? ALL??? THIS???”, scolding himself for taking so long to fall in love with the electric guitar and its sound. The next week he’s blasting full volume “The Final Countdown” by Europe inside the Todoroki Mansion like the good old stamp rock fanatic he is, getting himself scolded and grounded by Enji who is a fan of traditional Japanese music so yeah…

At one of the Todoroki family gatherings during the weekend, he was scrolling down his phone looking first of all where to take guitar lessons and second for a guitar to buy, but he knew his father would never agree to get him one. That’s when his grandfather, peeking at his grandson’s phone, butted in and asked Touya if he’s interested in music. He wasn’t sure if it was a good thing to answer that question, since he’s the father of his father, but he did and hell has it been the best thing he did!

On his fourteenth birthday, Enji’s father bought Touya his very first electric guitar, a good old Fender Stratocaster CUSTOM MADE for him. It’s snow white like his hair and has a his name engraved on the bottom left side of the guitar, while on the other side there were engraved tiger’s fangs, all in turquoise… The color of his eyes. And this has been by far Touya’s best birthday ever.

After finishing Middle School he choose to attend an Art School, taking the music classes as main classes of course; he may or not have done it to piss off and raise Enji’s blood pressure from how mad he got for choosing something different from Finances and Management. Oh his father was livid and Touya was so proud of himself for that.

He has formed a rock band, of which he’s the guitarist and vocalist, with Tenko Shimura (Bassist&Vocalist) and Shuichi Iguchi (Drummer) called “The Villains”… Are we even surprised about this name? Really? Because I am not. Tenko suggested, Iguchi supported strongly and Touya just went with it because complaining and thinking about another name was “Too much effort”. He likes it a lot but will never admit it.

At the age of nineteen, Touya owns a Fender Stratocaster (Custom Made), an Elite Stratocaster, an ST-83-80 Japan (1983) black, Lone Star Strat, IC350 black, IC50 black, ICHI00 white, Gibson SG Standard mahogany and a Jackson Pro Series DK Modern HT6 MS. He also owns four acoustic guitars for songwriting, like a Martin GPC-X1E, Martin 000-28 Modern Deluxe, Taylor GS Mini-e Rosewood SN LTD and a Taylor AD22e. Did he pay all them with Enji’s credit card? Hell yeah. Did he do it out of spite? Absolutely. Did he care about his father’s blood pressure rising even more? Not even remotely.

His favorite groups are Loudness, Metallica, Led Zeppelin, AC/DC, Europe, Scorpions, Slipknot, Three Days Grace, Green Day, Skillet, Linkin Park, The Rasmus, L’Arc-En-Ciel, UVERworld, Nirvana, Guns N’ Roses and Evanescence to list some, because there are many more he adores honestly. He isn’t a picky ear as long as the song gives him chills and inspires him, being someone who’s driven by emotions that’s what makes him likes something he hears.

Atsuhiro is their homeroom teacher, at the Art University they attend, who introduces them to Giran, a friend of his, who has an agency for new talents and after they sent him six of their songs wants to launch their very first album by August to make them debut at the “Rock In Japan Fes.”

Touya, being the emotional driven type of musician, is the one put to write the lyrics for the band’s songs and most of the times are hits, especially because his and Tenko’s voice brings to life the emotions of the lyrics in a way that it reaches the listeners right into the heart and soul.

You will never catch Touya’s fingers empty, there’s always rings decorating them and some rings are even custom made by his cousin Geten, who owns a Jewelry shop that he promotes a lot on his social media. One of his most precious rings is the one that he got made for him, with his birthstone carved in it, when he turned eighteen.

He has three earrings on his right ear: an helix, mid helix, conch and low helix. Four on his left one: two helix, a low helix and one on the lobe, plus three nostril piercings on the right side of his nose.

After “The Villains” debuts and proving his father that he could succeed through music without his help nor his name, Touya owns now a black card that he lets Fuyumi and Shoto use to their heart content.

Last, but not least, be ready to be the muse of Touya’s songs the instant he falls head over heels for you. The moment it happens everything, and I mean everything, to him becomes about you driving Tenko and Iguchi to pure exasperation.

[reveriix]

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Mobius nudged his shoulder against Loki's " Come on, one dance." He insists looking over at the couples that were dancing close together, soft music playing in the background. After all they've been through Mobius thought they deserved a break from all the chaos.

" We can spare a few minutes, right? " He tilts his head forward to look at the other, a smile on his lips." What do you say Loki? Come on, humor me. " He takes a few steps forward holding out his hand for the God of Mischief to take." Don't leave me hanging"

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[butacommonrose]

🔫🦊 "ARGENTI THEY TURNED ME INTO A FOX!!!"

-Magic anoned boothill

@re-boothill

Ah, calm down my good man! They have done what to you now?

[venstm]

It originates from an anomalous reservoir of deep, black water, alongside it the feeling of drowning surges in, the sentience imprisoned within that seething, tenebrous abyss hunts him relentlessly, its exigent hunger irrepressible. Sampo had this recurring dream so often he had come to anticipate it, its advent is a resonating knell which reverberated down to the hollows of his bones. Abruptly, the ground beneath his feet would become viscous and no matter how he desperately sought footing, he would inevitably pitch gracelessly into its awaiting mouth. Invasive tendrils pry his jaw open, disgorging into the slick, frantic constricting of his throat, it fills every aperture of him, every anguished breath is choked from him. Sampo Koski has never died, not truly, but to be submerged in the caliginous water combined with the stark absence of pain, as panic sets in, he’s wholly convinced this is what those long, agonizing moments should feel like. The laughter, its cacophony of mouths carved into white, scornful teeth replicating over and over, besieging him until they became deafening. He wants nothing more than to recoil from it, fold in on himself until he is so small, so insignificant, that it might forget he is a portent of its need to instigate chaos. change, it felt so innocuous when it was spoken aloud but as it dislodged every bone in his body it was exquisitely painful. But like all dreams, halcyon or not, it will come to an end. So he endures, he waits and he laughs, each shuddering breath expelled from his lungs is a wet, harrowing rasp. However, he doesn’t anticipate the sudden divergence into uncharted territory, the dark, cavernous void his eyes have become stare dazed into an unfamiliar sight. Seldom had he seen the captain smile, his features chiselled to be perpetually stern but when that fortified ice that harboured his heart thawed - it was something astonishing to behold. For a protracted moment he is disoriented, the slantwise world threatening to rush upward and concuss him but, as if it were being banished by the ludicrous fact that Gepard Landau could smile, it withered, furled in on itself over and over again until it returned to a solitary, dark spot in his vision. The inertia of it is dispelled with a slow, disconcerted blink, then another and another. Breathing comes second but it lacks the despair that was ushered in with drowning. Sampo’s mind is reduced to two rudimentary thoughts; survive and do not fall face-first into the awaiting, steady hands of a captain of the silvermane guard. Anchored in a reality liberated from the haunting myriad of masks and the thunderous laughter he is suspended between wanting to miserably thank him and writhe out of his grasp. Sampo resorts to offering a radiant smile, all sharp, synthetic edges and just a touch of his usual insouciance. ❝ Captain.❞  his title felt treacly on his tongue, as if he might retch a mouthful of black, fetid water up in the aftermath. Instead, he runs a hand through his hair, effortlessly smooth, taking a furtive step back. ❝ Fancy running into you out here.❞ every instinct within him was shouting, run, run, run but he remains elusive, enigmatic, just a inch beyond the swipe of the captain’s gunmetal gauntlet. He had seized control, dragged himself saturated and spluttering out of that hellish confinement, by the aeons he wasn’t going to end up sprawled on the cold, unforgiving floor of a cell tonight. Another long, wary step back, his expression tempered into something benign, harmless truly. ❝ Now, there’s no need for that look, Sampo Koski can be outside without conflicting interest with the Silvermane guard, you know that right ? ❞ meekly he clasped his hands together and hopes that it is somehow, someway convincing enough to deter the captain’s interest. 

[lovepvnch]

“It’s so strange. I’ve never felt so peaceful, before.”

Howl's Moving Castle Sentence Starters

Tempest has to stay her hand when she giggles so the liner brush doesn't leave a stray streak if purple across Amatista's nose, "I had a feeling you'd like this, but I didn't expect such praise! I'm glad!"

She continues her work, one hand gentle holding her chin, ever so lightly tilting her face this way and that. The other holds the brush with a delicate and practiced hand, tracing careful lines over her cheek bones, across her forehead, swirling over her temples. "My father taught me everything about the practice of it. The meaning, I guess. He's much more eloquent than I, but essentially-" She paints a small flower in between a patch of freckles on Amatista's cheek. "It's a kind of meditation. You set aside the time to focus on yourself and the pretty colors decorating your face - paying attention to the deep breaths to stay steady, the shape of your own face, the colors that speak to you that day. And then again at night when you wash it off, sorting through all that happened in the day, letting it go with the paint. It's like a little check-in with your soul, yanno?"

She puts a matching flower on the other cheek. "My older sister, Indra, was the one that taught me all the technical technique. She let me practice on her as a kid, long before I was any good. She looked so silly with my messy scribbles on her face but wore them so proudly," a fond, homesick smile blooms on Tempest's face. "The designs are my own, though. I like to match them to how I'm feeling. Or to my outfits. You seem very purple-y."

Beaming, she trades out the brush for a small handheld mirror, holding it up for her companion. The lines she had painted swirl across her face like vines with small lilac blooms decorating her cheeks, crossing over her nose, accented by the outlines of small leaves and branches. Her sister taught her well, the lines are smooth with a downright artistic line weight to them, not too heavy nor covering up any of Amatista's natural features, but perfectly tracing and accenting the beauty already there. "What do you think, Tia?"

[ariseur]

ngl the worst part of trying to make your own independent manga or anime or just art in general ( in my case ) is the fact that i love messy linework and can’t draw clean lines for the life of me, help 😚😚 ( i’m sobbing on my floor rn as we speak )

[vellichorsdesire]

missing my wiife fuck my stupid baka life

[kelin-is-writing]

… I hate all this with the strength of a thousand suns. You deserved better, you really deserved way better than whatever this is…

[hauntsect]

Can I just say that I love Hyles' aesthetic? Like I love it — the whole vibe of his aesthetic tag is something & I love it!! But also I just love him in general, he's so cool, one of my many favourite muses that you write!! He's so well thought out & I just love him AND you so much!! 💕💕 I will say this so so so much because its true, I love him I think he's being developed wonderfully & the passion is there and

YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH YOU MADE MY DAY WITH THIS!

I don't know why I'm so attached to this boy, but I've become so close to him and just knowing you like him and his vibes gives me a warm, fuzzy feeling! You've helped me so much with throwing him out there with confidence! Like you say, you've been my pocket cheerleader with him and many of my muses and I just cannot thank you enough! Coming from you, it just makes me so joyful and I appreciate the fact that you indulge me and give me and my muses the light of day. I mean it, I appreciate you so much for being around and being such a dear friend to me! Thanks for giving me courage and confidence in myself and my characters, especially this one OC.

Thank you so much, Ladybug! Truly, your own courage with your OCs and muses in general, how you put yourself out there, how you are so kind to all of us has inspired me a lot to push through the bad stuff and enjoy myself. It means a lot, really, so so so much. You're an inspiration, surely not just to me, but all of us graced with you on our dash! I'm glad you're liking his development, that you're here supporting my crazies, allowing me to gush, to just talk, to have your friendship! I love you AND your muses a lot, too, thank you so much again, belovedddd!!

[stellaimuse]

Hello there, 👋

From the bottom of my heart, I thank you for your support of our cause.🇵🇸❤️

You are one of the few remaining free souls now. 🫶

I hope you can take a look at my campaign on the pinned post on my profile ,and help us by donating or sharing our campaign to reach the largest number of supporters.🌹🌹

Thanks a lot in advance ❤️❤️❤️

Hello !! Sadly, I can not donate because I have no app ( or money ) to do so, but I can share this message to get it to people to help you out :)

[lunawish]

taking our local cringefail amnesiac dark justiciar shadowheart dementia raven way on a stroll around the lower city and now she's found her old graffiti!

[noob-with-a-shitty-computer]

Hello my dear friends

Today we will start a new goal of £1000.

I hope you donate and participate, please.

Your donation is urgent in this situation.

https://gofund.me/ba5b76e9

https://www.gofundme.com/f/your-donation-today-new-hope-tomorrow-emergency-support

i’m afraid i cannot donate at the moment but i do hope you reach your goal soon

[rizzkisworld]

Guys I weigh 119-

[flowerbeds-and-fairywings]

an illy doodle i did that i kept forgetting to post ✨ this doesn’t make me really embarrassed/flustered what no

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