ruiniel
West of the Moon, East of the Sun
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your fanfic tells me you're a confident person who usually goes after what you want, but you like the aesthetic of longing for something you can't have
Ahh I do use longing as a theme often, ty!
assumption based on my fanfic
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A persons fanfic tells you a lot about them, i , a fanfic writer, realize in terror
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“Feeling a wave of regret, sir?”
“What would I regret?”
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freeze! ✧ ─=≡Σ((( つ•̀ω•́)つ you’re under arrest for being so lovely. copy this message to 10 other blogs (only if you want to) that you think are beautiful and deserve it. keep the game going and make others feel beautiful 💜
rjtrskjs thank you for thinking of me!
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Gotouge stop. Stop, Gotouge.
#clutches at heart#demon slayer#mangacap#tsugikuni brothers#kokushibo#yoriichi tsugikuni#michikatsu tsugikuni
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the twins' Sun Breathing - Moon Breathing contrast in techniques will never not be catnip to me
#also it suits kokushibo so well considering#sigh#does he even know how hot he is#strikethrough text#mangacap#demon slayer#over 16 forms? Upper Moon One didn't waste those 400 years did he#i'm a simple man who loves their scattered moon symbolism#it's being annoying about this demon prime time again
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So we all know that Tumblr is US-centric. But to what degree? (and can we skew the results of this poll by posting it at a time where they should be asleep?)
Reblog to increase sample size!
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Lakan, Lakan
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Chapter 176: Kagome’s Heart
犬夜叉
BY RUMIKO TAKAHASHI
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Last try, if they ban this one I’ll abandon this platform. You know where to find me.
My tav Revna and Halsin.
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Get on my insta for the full last chapter of “hunt”.
I despise this place with my whole heart.
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evading his descendant's attacks while making the most laid back (s)assessment I can't even
#'hmm I see' - internally: 'F-YEAH THAT'S MY LAD look at him go'#kny#mangacap#kimetsu no yaiba#kokushibo#tokito muichiro#cw injury#cw blood#demon slayer
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Finduilas Faelivrin, design after the work 'Emerald Night' by Erté.
For @finweanladiesweek Day 4 Later Generations
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Tagged by @saintstars to post a snippet from a WIP.
This is an older Mononoke (2007) oneshot I might finish one day. Kusuriuri x Ochou
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She wonders: what are they doing here, the outcast and the runaway? She yearns to share the thought, but loses the will when he reaches for her.
He easily removes the bamboo comb, then one pin, and the next, setting them aside with a reverence that quickens her heart. His touch grazes the nape of her neck as the last tie comes undone and her hair billows down her body, heavy and shining raven-dark.
He watches, lips parted as his hands rest on his knees again.
Is this admiration? It imbues her with life: none had expressed pleasure at the sight of her before, not in this way. He’s barely touched her since they retreated, but inescapable warmth rushes through her skin.
“You know what I’m going to say.”
“Oh?”
“Of all people, you were the last I thought I'd meet again in this life.”
The impish upper lip curls. An actual smile, soft and genuine. “No, not in this life.”
“You still speak in riddles.”
“And you know the answers, Ochō-san.”
His silence is no longer the suspicious affair from the past, affixed by a hardened stare. Now it is that smile, drawing her in like a talisman—or a curse.
The flicker of something at his chest catches her eye. Unease gives rise to shadow, and with one look asking for permission, Ochō slowly reaches for the pendant. Her hand coils around its golden glow, trembling upon the cold surface. She remembers, glancing at him, finding the same detached light in his eyes as in the ravaged cell of her mind long ago, when he asked her what she’d done.
“You need not look again.”
“Is that a warning?”
“No.” He does nothing to stop her.
Ochō turns the amulet over. She chews her lip: the last time, the mirror shattered a world. What if…
Nothing happens. Her face is all she sees, and yet, there is change.
She is no longer garbed in finery, her hair is not adorned or shaped with wax. Her teeth are not blackened. She lives far from her land, surrounded by the barest necessities. Her eyes are the same shade of bruised evening skies, but lack the clouds of misery. It all feels worth it. “Is this freedom, then?” she asks, releasing the mirror.
The tinted smile returns.
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the apothecary diaries basically took over my life for the last few weeks and I need more immediately
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