#mourn’s genders
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itsnotmourn · 2 months ago
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an eat district exists for the supernatural beings and in there, is a restaurant owned by cats
HELP ok if you ever went to a business (restaurant, market, etc.) you might see a lucky cat figure at the counter! so i think it’d be pretty fun if it were lucky cats that ran a store of some kind instead ^^
the eat district can be found by walking in a small alleyway, only open during dusk til dawn. humans can stumble here accidentally but once they're found, they're scared out of it like yeah GET OUT !!!
the restaurant was owned by poki's late owner (see that lil blue flame?) so they decided to take over ahaha. when they're not running the store, they revert into a little statue that brings good luck.
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future-supertuna · 10 months ago
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this is very in-text but i love that zoro gets attuned to kiku from the get-go not only because of this sword wielder code that he's followed through all extremes of the practice, from brook to kin'emon -- recognizing and respecting all masters -- but because her existence is the solid evidence, the living proof that kuina was wrong
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skelebellie · 4 months ago
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young mournwatch!rook: dad i threw up
vorgoth: I WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE A FATHER
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starkrebellion · 5 months ago
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they're not a real core four until they've ALL kissed each other.... we're starting to run a little out of time for it to happen but I bet the writers are just saving it for the grand finale!!
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wheretheeternalare · 3 months ago
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i know it's hypocritical of me to be like pro-marriage equality but also totally dispassionate about x gender markers but it bums me out so much to see ppl referring to banning x gender markers as "removing the existence of nonbinary people" like. my existence has never been predicated on acknowledgement by the state and yours shouldn't be either!
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ashenwilting · 4 months ago
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Solaceseemsquotic: A quotegender related to the following poem, “Little solace comes to those who grieve, when thoughts keep drifting, as walls keeps shifting, and this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves moments before the wind.”
For Blorbosquared 3, day 9. The prompt was, "A term related to your blorbo's source."
Taglist: @radiomogai, @mousesquared, @quotegender
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whatwouldeddiedo · 1 month ago
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sometimes i mourn the boyhood i didn't get to have does that make sense
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augustsgrass · 1 year ago
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a lost boyhood
by anna haifisch // via pinterest // via pinterest // via pinterest // via pinterest // via pinterest // hey cowboy, silas denver melvin @sweatermuppet // mama, my chemical romance // via pinterest // ivy, frank ocean // a hymn to childhood, li-young lee // via pintrest // recklessly, danez smith // young royals, s1 ep5 // unknown
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snowshinobi · 1 year ago
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nothing gets me like a character with overt flower symbolism ESPECIALLY self-inflicted
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hyydrang3a · 1 year ago
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I'm trying to actually improve at art at the moment so I'm going to force myself to draw at least once a week (never gonna happen😭) I thought I'd draw silly Gunpowder Tim because I love him 😍
Idk if I'm super happy with the results but if you asked me a year ago to draw a man with a beard I wouldn't have been able to do it so I must have improved somewhere along the way 👍
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zaewriteshere · 2 years ago
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I'll be here for You
AO3 Link Cypher never liked spring.
Actually, it was a lie.
He stopped liking spring after their deaths. 
The flowers blooming, transforming forests into a myriad of colours, always gave him a bitter taste in his mouth. 
Nora used to love this time of year, especially in northern countries, where the four seasons existed.
She always loved the sight, and liked to make flower crowns for everyone in the family. 
He had to admit, he missed those moments. “Missed” here, being an understatement.
He longed for what he had lost.
“Amir ?” Said a voice that he immediately recognised as being yours.
How could he forget ?
You were nothing but a lighthouse, illuminating the way to better himself, to heal.
“Yes nour ayni ?” He replied, turning to you. 
You looked like you’ve just woken up, and to be fair, it probably was the case. Cypher was an early riser, contrary to you, which is why he was surprised to see you awake when the sun was barely out.
Did Amir wake you up when he got out of bed ? Apparently, he didn’t need to ask the question, since you read right through him.
“You woke me up because I heard you sob in your sleep. I was watching over you, and I might’ve dozed off or something, because when I opened my eyes again, you weren’t there.” You sleepily explained, some yawns cutting you off here and there.
Coming to the table in the common area, you sat down next to him, taking his hand into yours. Squeezing gently, he watched your expression change from drowsy to worried. 
Actually, it was already worried, but the tiredness melted away, as if the concern you expressed to him was stronger than exhaustion.
It warmed his bleeding heart, just a bit.
“What’s wrong, love ?” You asked oh so kindly, worry bleeding into your words.
It took him a while to muster the strength to explain.
Or even say what he needed from you.
But you waited, ever so patient, always so loving, for his answer.
“It’s… It’s their anniversary.” Cypher finally blurted out, after who knows how long, holding back a sob.
He tried to blink the tears away, before feeling a soft hand on his face, rubbing his cheekbone. 
He knew that warmth was yours, and he leaned into it, oh so needy, so desperate for your comfort.
“How can I help you ?” You wondered, your tone soft and reassuring. 
He just needed you to be with him. To not go on that mission today, to stay with him where he knew you’d be safe and sound. 
But he couldn’t trust his words.
So instead, he freed his hands and pulled you in for an awkward hug, since you were both sitting. Understanding the unspoken request, you shifted position so you were sitting on his lap and cuddling him. Putting his face in the crook of your neck, Amir took deep breaths to try and calm himself down. You rubbed his messy hair in a soothing manner, whispering sweet nothings and reassurances into his ear.
He thought he had his feelings under control, then you simply said : 
“It’s okay love, you can cry. I’ll be here for you.”
And he sobbed uncontrollably as soon as the last word escaped your mouth. 
He didn’t know for how long he cried, just that he needed it.
Your presence and reassuring touch was enough for him to feel safe to be vulnerable, even in an open area like the living room. He clinged onto you, as if letting go would make you disappear.
In his mind, it was the case.
He mumbled a demand between two sobs.
You probably didn’t understand, at the non committal answer that Amir received. Trying to calm his crying for more than a couple of seconds, he finally said after a while : 
“Nour ayni… Please don’t go on that mission today,” He managed to say, his nails digging into his palm as he pulled you in even closer.
“Okay” you answered after a short moment. He breathed out a shaky sigh of relief.
And you stayed there, cuddling each other, waiting for Cypher to calm down.
When his breath returned to an even pace, you tried to move away while saying that you’ll prepare some tea for the both of you. Out of instinct, he tightened his grasp for a quick instant. 
Realising what he was doing, he immediately let you go and apologised softly.
“Do you want to accompany me into the kitchen, love ?” You asked gently, extending a hand to him.
He nodded, taking the offered hand as he stood up.
As he watched you prepare the tea – he noticed it was his favourite – he stood near you, your shoulders almost touching, observing you like a hawk. You seemed unbothered by the intensity of his glance, doing the task at hand with great expertise and concentration.
He did teach you how to properly brew tea, after all.
It did make him smile, ever so slightly, to see his partner do so well in a field that was important to him. 
After a while, you finished the two cups and you turned in his direction, presenting one of the drinks to him. 
Taking it into his hand, he watched you lovingly smile at him.
“I hope you like it, love” you expressed. 
Of course he will.
You made it, and that alone made this tea the best beverage he could possibly have.
Making your way back into the living space, you sat down like you previously did.
Taking a sip of the warm drink, he sighed in contentment.
“Thank you, nour ayni” Amir said, looking at you and trying to just show how much he loved you with just a glance.
It seemed to work, or at least you got the message, since you gently kissed him on his forehead, temple, cheek, corner of his mouth and finally, right on his lips. Each kiss was loving, gentle and caring, and he almost melted to the touch.
“I’ll be here for you, always, my love.”
In this moment, it was Cypher’s only truth.
For @kltira <3
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mourningmogaicrew · 2 years ago
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Genderdecomposing
A gender that feels like it is decaying, fading away, falling apart, or sick. This gender may fade or 'distort' over time.
It can also be called genderdecaying but that might get mixed up with genderdecay. You can use it as a gender system if you want (ex: boydecaying, girldecomposing, nbdecomposed, xenodecayed, etc).
This is not inherently a xenogender.
Posting this late but it's for day 2- sick in the coining event by @lovesse! Info is here
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hunting-for-sport · 9 months ago
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i try not to get too lost in headcanons/fanon shit bc i dislike coming across as wildly disconnected from whatever media im actually talking about but i'll admit i constantly have to remind myself malia tate and isaac lahey were not a lesbian and a gay man respectively in the actual canon of teen wolf im sorry you can pry those cringefail asshole gays from my cold dead hands
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prompt-of-the-day · 1 year ago
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Dialogue: #050
"I've done terrible things, I've hurt people, and I took no pleasure in doing it.
But if needed be, I would do it again, and again, and again. As many times as I had to, for the sake of my loved ones, for the safety of everything I hold dear.
So choose wisely if you wish to cross me, because I won't shed a tear while taking you down, no matter what we once were."
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sweetsilver-if · 10 months ago
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I'm already obsessed with Mourning. The urge to worship him is strong.
They certainly aren't going to stop you if you choose to do so
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th3p1nkcray0n · 1 month ago
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This is a weird question but does anyone know where to find victorian mourning lockets? Or something similar? They don't have to have anything in them I'm just trying to find 9 of them
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