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heartless - hrtlsse

take my breath - tkebrth

sacrifice - scrfiice

[thwreco95]

😹 bios memeeeee ★

lmao, perdi, nao tankei, kkkkkk explodi, descarrilhei, perdi foi tudo, capotei a corsa, vuei, perdi as rédeas, perdi o motor do fusca

projeto de satanás guardiã do inferno cascavel arrombada rascunho do demônio

fico muito triste com uma notícia dessa 🎉🎉🎊🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

pasa fototeta

i onde tem gay tem sossego?

me amava o carai

ninguem morre virgem a vida fode todos nós

virou hetero hoje

ces tao ligado q o mesmo álcool da Brahma eh o do caldo de cana né?kkkkkk parça ces toma comendo pastel q hipocrisia.... Podiam estar enchendo a cara comigo 🤭🤭

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[sjimis]

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[keylovesstuff]

17, 22, 68. 😊

17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)

I think since I tend to write in spurs and only work on one thing at a time, I rarely get writers block. However, if I find myself stuck at a certain part and just aren't sure how to move forward, that's just a sign that I'm done for the day and my two braincells need to be recharge. So I mindlessly scroll the internet, play a game, and watch some vids... maybe eat something too...If I haven't, I tend to ignore that when I get really focused 😤. I come back to it when I'm ready, and that could range from days to a couple of weeks. I don't force it.

22. Are there certain types of writing you won’t do? (style, pov, genre, tropes, etc)

Reader x Character, especially if they're a real-life person. I mean, I can't read them that long writing them, but my gosh, if it's not hilarious to see people act out the 'standard' scripts, and then there was a point where Youtubers would read and would react to those fics about themselves and I was done.

68. What, if anything, do you do for inspiration?

I read and look at other people's fanworks, interpretations, and headcanons about characters and shows alike. I think I can add Youtube video analysis in the mix, those are also fun to watch, and even if it's on a completely different character or event in a show, I'm able to think about how it could fit to this person if that makes sense. For as toxic as Twitter can be while lurking, there's the occasional user that makes some sense on a Fandom thing, and it makes think differently about something.

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[ID: A flag with nine horizontal stripes; the second, middle, and eighth are twice the height of the others. The colors are darker at the edges and get lighter to the middle, except for the very middle which is darker. They are, from top to bottom, dark navy indigo-gray, dark washed-out purple, washed-out purple, dusty pink, washed-out red, dusty pink, washed-out purple, dark washed-out purple, and dark navy indigo-gray. END ID]

Ruptura: An umbrella term for genders related to complicated breakups. This could mean long, difficult, ones where the feelings haven’t completely faded, or whatever else the user defines as difficult. This term is not inherently a Xenogender, Kenochord, or under any other umbrella, though it can overlap.

Common themes, connections, and experiences in Ruptura genders include:

Lovesickness for one or more exes

Crumpled love letters

Wilted flowers

Other decayed, destroyed, or otherwise degraded symbols of love and affection (plushies with the stuffing ripped out, for another example)

Certain breakup songs (quick examples, Snuff - Slipknot, Wild Is the Wind - Bon Jovi, Save Your Tears - The Weeknd)

General sadness and melancholy

Feeling as though your gender is messy and complicated

Smudged and/or running makeup

however, Ruptura genders don’t have to be related to any of these things. The term can be seen as similar to Saudania and/or Anemoire, though they aren’t inherently related nor the same thing.

The name comes from the French word for breakup, rupture

Other information, like the related -in-nature term, quality, and some affixes are under the cut

No Suggested Pronouns

Ruptu - Ruptrua equivalent of girl/boy

Rupturan - Rupura equivalent of man/woman

Ruptun - A Ruptura gender

Ruptunity- Ruptura gender quality (adjective is rupturous)

RUPTIN - Ruptura/Rupturous in nature

Rupt- || Ruptu-|| Rupture- - Optional Ruptura prefixes

-tura || -uptura - Optional Ruptura suffixes

-ruptur- - Optional Ruptura affix

[koovuee]

— the weeknd long locs !

️ ️️️️️ ️ ️️️

I said I didn’t feel nothing baby,

but I lied, I almost cut a piece

of myself for your life.

️ ️️️️️ ️ ️️️

I’m findin’ ways to articulate the feeling

I’m goin’ through, i just can’t say i don’t

love you ‘cause i love you.

️ ️️️️️ ️ ️️️

I hope you know

I mean it when I tell you

you’re the one that was on my mind.

[lockzade]

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[airbendertendou]

you right! ♡ murayama yoshiki

synopsis : patching up murayama after a fight is a normal thing. what isn’t normal, however, is how tense and worried he seemed after a particular fight. and after witnessing his odd fighting techniques — you aren’t sure if you’ll remain just friends.

content warnings ; mentions of injuries, cussing, murayama “”teaching”” you how to fight, a lil kiss kiss scene

song inspo ; you right by doja cat ft. the weeknd

if you have a blank blog [no bio, no user, no header or profile pic, nothing reblogged, etc] do not interact with my content. you will be blocked.

"You know, I'm a little tired of doing this." You didn't meet his gaze as you swiped the peroxide soaked cotton ball over his wounds. Wincing, Murayama only frowned at you. "Not even getting paid or anything."

His frown deepened, "you do it because you care about me and don't want to see me hurt."

"Sure, let's go with that."

"Y/N."

"Kidding, I'm kidding, 'Yama," you grinned at him. Covering the deeper scratches with cute band-aids, you gave him a once over before nodding in satisfaction. "'Kay, you're all done."

Murayama held the frown on his face, occasionally clenching his jaw as he looked you over. It made you tilt your head in confusion — just what was going on through his head? Licking your lips, you spoke up. "What's up?"

"Nothin'," he shook his head. Looking down, he adjusted his posture so that his elbows were on his knees, hands clenched together between them. Always a man-spreader, you thought in amusement. He caught your eyes once more.

"Seriously," you studied him, lips tilted down. "You've never been like this the other times I patched you up. What's so different about today?"

"I was worried about you."

"Me? You're the one who gets into fights, 'Yama."

Looking at you again, Murayama sighed. Slapping his thighs with his hands, he straightened up to meet your gaze head on. "...He was talking about you."

Titling your head again, you puffed up your cheeks. "What about me?"

"Sayin' stuff about how weak you look," he shrugged. His tone was calm, but his eyes were unfocused and his fists were clenching again as he held back his anger. "Saw you with us one day and I guess he decided you'd be a target. Couldn't find you today, though, so he just talked shit instead."

You snorted, hand covering your mouth in order to muffle your laughter. "He sounds like an idiot — complete worm for brains."

Murayama let out an exasperated sigh, his head falling into his hands. "Y/N, I'm being serious."

"So am I!" You grinned at his disgruntled figure. Raking a hand through his wavy locks, your smile softened into something sweeter — something more understanding. "I doubt I'll ever cross paths with anyone so mean and scary without my personal bodyguards, anyways."

His head shot up so he could glare at you. "Your friends — 'm your best friend, not a bodyguard."

"Yeah, yeah," you rolled your eyes. Giving his hair one last ruffle, you placed a convincing smile on your face. "I'll be okay, 'Yama. Always am."

"Still," he chewed on his bottom lip. Grabbing your hand, he placed it back on his head so that you'd have to give his messy strands more love. "Would feel better if you knew how to defend yourself better."

Humming, you twirled his hair as you thought his words over. It would be helpful to learn more than a few basics — Todoroki wasn't a patient teacher, after all, and he'd only taught you how to throw a proper punch before giving up. "How about this — after you heal a little more you can teach me a few tricks. Deal?"

Grinning wickedly, Murayama grabbed your hand again to place a kiss on your wrist. "'M gonna kick your ass, Y/N — be ready."

—— ♥︎ ——

Sweating — it'd only been ten minutes at most and your figure was already damp with sweat. Huffing and puffing, you held out a finger, signaling for Murayama to give you a minute. Letting out a loud cackle, he bounced in place as you caught your breath.

"Good to go?" He questioned as you straightened up. Nodding with a gulp, Murayama was on you before you could finish your thought. With a squeak, you ducked so that the boy flew over you. "No fair, Y/N!"

Murayama quickly fixed himself, turning and charging at you once more. Hands flew as you defended yourself against him to the best of your ability, small shrieks leaving you lips accompanied with Murayama's giggles. Knocking you onto the mat below you, he grinned, satisfied that he had you down again.

You didn't think before your legs latched into Murayama's, bringing him down onto his knees. Adjusting so you were comfortable, one leg ended up perched against his hip while the other bent around his thigh.

Clueless on what to do with your hands, they laid on the floor uselessly. You pursed your lips, tilting your head before looking up at the curly haired boy. "Now what?" He only blinked down at you. "'Yama? What do I do with my hands now?"

Something hazed over his eyes, clouding his thoughts and drifting him away from what he was doing. Fighting — Murayama was supposed to be teaching you how to defend yourself. Now, however — now all he could do is stare at your lips.

One bruised hand clutched at your knee, the other settling on your stomach. Murayama could only peer down at you in a daze, mind wandering and thoughts pushing against each other. His left hand drifted up your torso before it stopped at your neck, fingers cupping around the back of your head. A swift move of his thumb was all it took for your chin to be pointed to the ceiling.

"This doesn't feel like you're teaching me anything, you know." You gulped, hoping your voice came off playfully and not as shaky as you felt. He only blinked again, gazing down at you before slowly leaning forward. You tried one more time, "Murayama?"

His lips pushed into yours without another thought. Colliding and pulling away before they hit again and again and again. At this point, you were struggling to breathe, only small gasps being let out.

A strained laugh escaped your lips as Murayama pulled back only slightly. "S'not a fighting technique, 'Yama."

Pulling back a little further, his eyes met yours as he looked for reassurance. He bit his lip, "wanna stop?"

You shook your head with a grin, a hand coming to cup his cheek. "Nuh uh." Without another word you pulled him back down, his answering smile clashing with yours.

His thumb was still on your chin — something you only noticed when he tugged on it. Following his silent instructions, you opened your mouth wider so he could delve further into you. Hands tangled themselves into his hair now, hoping and wanting to bring him closer.

Taking a breath, your voice throaty and gasping as you tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear. "Think you've been upgraded from a bodyguard."

"Y/N," exasperated, Murayama made a show of rolling his eyes at you. Flopping so that his full weight was on you now, he stuffed his face into your neck, placing a kiss or two there. "Not your damn bodyguard."

"Knight in shining armor?"

"Boyfriend — 'm your boyfriend, you asshole." Pulling back from your neck, he pouts before kissing your nose. Putting your foreheads together, he let out a sigh of content.

Deciding to keep teasing him, you hummed before locking your arms behind his neck. "Who said you were my boyfriend, huh?"

"Y/N!"

"Kidding! Completely kidding, 'Yama."

—— ♥︎ —— dedicated to my fave murayama simps, @star2fishmeg​ & @straysugzhpe​ <3 thank you for reading, ♥︎

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[vihaan-x]

                                            BUT DID YOU DIE?

SOUNDTRACK:

filthy rich EVALYN // psycho AMY SHARK ft. MARK HOPPUS // last of the real ones FALL OUT BOY // trouble RUBY FIELDS // came out swinging THE WONDER YEARS // church CHASE ATLANTIC // calling all cars SENSES FAIL // ‘97 hov BENNY THE BUTCHER // loko MACHINE GUN KELLY // no comment BOBBY LYTES // ultraviolence LANA DEL REY // shutter island JESSIE REYEZ // sidestep your grave ANDREW DUHON // let’s hurt tonight CHASE HOFELDER // weekend MIGUEL ft. MAC MILLER // let it rain LUCIDSIOUS // backseat freestyle KENDRICK LAMAR // big bad wolf IN THIS MOMENT // riiich GRACE MITCHELL // rush WILLIAM SINGE // might not BELLY ft. THE WEEKND // broke JOE BUDDEN 

CONNECTIONS:

THIS MESS IS MINE: This is an ex-fiancee connection. It took years, maybe even decades for him to become open to the idea of marriage, but this was important for the both of them. He’d learned vulnerability through the softness on the worst days, the one weak spot he’d allowed himself to keep, a beautiful achilles heel with a heartbeat. The problem was, that he never learned to allow this to change him entirely. He would always be savage, dangerous in a way that became too much to bear for his would be beau. It wasn’t however, enough for him to lose this light, it had to hurt. After all, he’d been inflicting the same pain for centuries. So, his fiancee faked his death, running as far away from Vihaan, and effectively breaking him a way he hadn’t ever been before. He still carries the ring, a ring he’d fashioned from his own dragon scales, on a chain around his neck to remind him - some days of what he had lost, and other’s of why he would never lose it again. 

I PUT A SPELL ON YOU ft. CITALI IKKANS: Citali didn’t lose her eye, she gave it to her brother to even the score. This is one of his biggest regrets, and it’s a nasty scar that remains open the longer that she’s left in the disfgured state they’ve both learned to love. The only thing he wants now is to find a way to give that back to her, to make her whole again despite the fact that it was love that had taken this from both of them. A magic user who is willing to help him get his sister an eye, never knowing - or maybe full aware - that it was already taken care of. 

EAT YOU ALIVE ft. FRANCESA ROSS: As half of the council responsible for the Dragon species in town, he has a duty to them whether he likes it or not. Thankfully, this is one of the things he does actually love - his people, for better or worse. He was the one who identified what had happened to Frankie when she was returned from her last sponsor, and he’s also the one that vows to take revenge in her name, one way or another. This will probably somehow involve Alex at some point, and it’s gonna be...messy.

MISSED MY CHANCES: Simply put? A rescue who had somehow managed to cement their place with Vihaan, only to be snatched away before he could make his move, making things official. A stolen chance, and now, it was hard for them to be anything more than dead to him - seeing a betrayal that may have never been there, but it’s certainly felt. Homeboy’s got trust issues, surprise.

THAT’S THE PRICE YOU PAY: Dragon’s blood is said to be used for only the most powerful of rituals, the worst of the magic that still remained out there. Seeing as how they were hunted to almost extinction, this is hardly a power most know anymore - but they did. Vihaan deals in favors at the very least, and after some convincing, he agreed to hand his blood over. Granted, he was given a story - a tall tale about what would be done with it. Had they told him they planned to use the blood on themselves, and mistakenly anchored him to them for the time being, he would have never agreed. Oh, and they obviously owe him a big favor - he always intends to cash in, but now it’s going to be far more precious, especially as they discover the accidental tie.

ANYTHING, BIHHHHHH.

[wieqo]

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[thwreco95]

あ long | short locs ; ★

vivemos muitas coisas e ainda estamos apenas no começo.

uma multidão me cerca mas fico cego assim que te vejo.

tentações como voce merecem pecados como eu.

é a pessoa mais deslumbrante que eu ja conheci em toda a minha vida a estrela mais cintilante de toda a galáxia ! ★

me tornei um grande perdedor ao me apaixonar por voce e admirar o seu jeito bobo de ser.

acorde e enfrente seus problemas comigo, vou segurar sua mao e guiar-te para os caminhos mais fáceis dessa floresta.

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[userstuf]

★ THE WEEKND + SZA USERS ★

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[abnvrmals]

SOUNDTRACK:

filthy rich EVALYN // psycho AMY SHARK ft. MARK HOPPUS // last of the real ones FALL OUT BOY // trouble RUBY FIELDS // came out swinging THE WONDER YEARS // church CHASE ATLANTIC // calling all cars SENSES FAIL // ‘97 hov BENNY THE BUTCHER // loko MACHINE GUN KELLY // no comment BOBBY LYTES // ultraviolence LANA DEL REY // shutter island JESSIE REYEZ // sidestep your grave ANDREW DUHON // let’s hurt tonight CHASE HOFELDER // weekend MIGUEL ft. MAC MILLER // let it rain LUCIDSIOUS // backseat freestyle KENDRICK LAMAR // big bad wolf IN THIS MOMENT // riiich GRACE MITCHELL // rush WILLIAM SINGE // might not BELLY ft. THE WEEKND // broke JOE BUDDEN

CONNECTIONS:

THIS MESS IS MINE: This is an ex-fiancee connection. It took years, maybe even decades for him to become open to the idea of marriage, but this was important for the both of them. He’d learned vulnerability through the softness on the worst days, the one weak spot he’d allowed himself to keep, a beautiful achilles heel with a heartbeat. The problem was, that he never learned to allow this to change him entirely. He would always be savage, dangerous in a way that became too much to bear for his would be beau. It wasn’t however, enough for him to lose this light, it had to hurt. After all, he’d been inflicting the same pain for centuries. So, his fiancee faked his death, running as far away from Vihaan, and effectively breaking him a way he hadn’t ever been before. He still carries the ring, a ring he’d fashioned from his own dragon scales, on a chain around his neck to remind him - some days of what he had lost, and other’s of why he would never lose it again.

I PUT A SPELL ON YOU ft. CITALI IKKANS:Citali didn’t lose her eye, she gave it to her brother to even the score. This is one of his biggest regrets, and it’s a nasty scar that remains open the longer that she’s left in the disfgured state they’ve both learned to love. The only thing he wants now is to find a way to give that back to her, to make her whole again despite the fact that it was love that had taken this from both of them. A magic user who is willing to help him get his sister an eye, never knowing - or maybe full aware - that it was already taken care of.

EAT YOU ALIVE ft. FRANCESA DIXON:As half of the council responsible for the Dragon species in town, he has a duty to them whether he likes it or not. Thankfully, this is one of the things he does actually love - his people, for better or worse. He was the one who identified what had happened to Frankie when she was returned from her last sponsor, and he’s also the one that vows to take revenge in her name, one way or another. This will probably somehow involve Alex at some point, and it’s gonna be…messy.

MISSED MY CHANCES: Simply put? A rescue who had somehow managed to cement their place with Vihaan, only to be snatched away before he could make his move, making things official. A stolen chance, and now, it was hard for them to be anything more than dead to him - seeing a betrayal that may have never been there, but it’s certainly felt. Homeboy’s got trust issues, surprise.

THAT’S THE PRICE YOU PAY: Dragon’s blood is said to be used for only the most powerful of rituals, the worst of the magic that still remained out there. Seeing as how they were hunted to almost extinction, this is hardly a power most know anymore - but they did. Vihaan deals in favors at the very least, and after some convincing, he agreed to hand his blood over. Granted, he was given a story - a tall tale about what would be done with it. Had they told him they planned to use the blood on themselves, and mistakenly anchored him to them for the time being, he would have never agreed. Oh, and they obviously owe him a big favor - he always intends to cash in, but now it’s going to be far more precious, especially as they discover the accidental tie.

[novachela]

some questions ☆

rules: answer these questions & tag 20 blogs you’d like to know better!

nicknames: Babygirl, sunshine, that weird witch girl lol in high school it was Black Rose

zodiac: Taurus 🌞 Pisces 🌙 Sagittarius ⬆️

height: 5'6

time: 4:45p

fave artist: right now I like Billie eilish, poppy, Haley kiyoko, chvrches, red handed denial, khalid, ariana grande, the weeknd, and Florence and the machine, to name a few

song stuck in my head: I'm just listening to Halloween music atm, but earlier it was "my boy" by Billie eilish

last movie I saw: oh gosh, I don't really remember. I think it was a wrinkle in time (the new one). I watch tv way more than movies.

last thing I googled: vimeo

other blogs: I used to have a Persephone dedication blog (@pomegranates-and-combat-boots) but I lost the password :/ now I have a side blog for my witch shop (@heart-to-hearth) but I don't have it set up yet.

do I get asks: eh, not really lol I get one or two every now and then though, and they always make me happy ^-^

why did I choose this user name: that's who I want to be. A Warrior of Light.

following: 536 lovely people are following me!

average amount of sleep: usually about 10 hours lol

what I’m wearing: a green shirt and khaki capris, but in about an hour I'll be dressed like Velma!

dream job: I'd like to run a witch shop out of an intersectional temple of belief. Also I'm pretty sure I'm an astral librarian in the akashic records so working in a library wouldn't be too bad either lol

dream trip: I've actually already been on one dream trip! My (now ex) husband and I traveled around the States and it was really incredible. I have loads of stories if anyone's interested in hearing them! Other than that, I'd love to go to the UK, India, Indonesia, Egypt, all over the world really. Global travel, that's the dream trip right there.

favourite food: Chineeeeeese yum

play any instruments: I have played the clarinet, flute, and piano. I mainly sing though.

eye colour: blue

hair colour: naturally brown, I was blonde when I was little. So blond they used to call me the little sunbeam girl. It's maroon rn, but I've had it every color of the rainbow.

languages you speak: just English. I also know a bit of French and ASL. Not anywhere close to fluent though lol

most iconic song: oh god that's too hard lol

random fact: I'm a little bit of a khajiit lol I have really sticky fingers

describe yourself as aesthetic things: dancing around a messy kitchen while cooking, sticky notes everywhere, always looking wistfully off into the distance but really I'm just dissociating, komorebi, pastel sunrises

i am tagging: @sleepy-sapphire @thequeenofsunflowers @witch--lights and honestly anybody else who wants to do this, I feel super gross today so I'm done with effort xD