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strwcptn · 1 year
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          “SNOW!!!!!!” he was already jumping off the sunny, nobody could hold this man back when it came to winter islands--even with his sandals on he would tromp through the snow without a care in the world. that was just how the captain of the straw hats was, and always would be.
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oathofpromises · 6 months
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“i think about you often. wish i didn’t.” (From a pick of my boys to Hiroto since there was a little bit of discussion the other night. You can take this however you like. 👀)
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Hiroto closed his eyes slowly, the gentle breeze stroking against his face. It was unusual for the Viper to take time out like this, let alone on a beach where anyone could approach him while he slept. It wouldn't be the first time someone tried to catch the white-haired man off guard. Turning onto his side, he let the warm sand comfort him like a nice blanket. Normally, he avoided dreaming. It was unpredictable and frequently brought back memories of his past. Which was the last thing he wanted to deal with right now.
In a dimly lit room, filled with an eerie silence, a young Hiroto found himself shackled, his wrists and ankles tightly bound. The cold, unforgiving touch of the iron chains sent waves of excruciating pain coursing through his body, but what caused the white haired boy to finally cry out in pain was the searing heat of the metal against his skin, it left behind a trail of anguish. As he gritted his teeth, blood trickled down the fresh deep, jagged scars that marred his skin. Each one a painful reminder of the immense suffering He would be forced to endure for years to come. The scars still lingered there against his back; they had slightly healed over time, but they would always remain. A constant reminder of how they thought it would somehow fix Hiroto.
What was so wrong with him preferring the company of men over women? There had been a part of him, even as a kid, that never quite felt at home among other boys his age. They were raised to fight for the title of Nunh, but Hiroto despised the idea of becoming the tribe's breeding male. Did they ever ask him what he wanted? No. He had been able to conceal his feelings for many years, but it wasn't until he met Cizu'ya, a Miqo'te with stunning black locks and violet eyes, that they all came flooding back to him at once.
He appeared to be such a sweet guy at first, always so tender with Hiroto, but sadly, the night after he had finally given in to the other, It was the same night that all of his deepest secrets would be revealed to those around him. They sneered whenever the white-haired man passed by and even gave him twice as much work. Making it nearly impossible for Hiroto to get any rest at all. It's one of the many reasons he struggles to sleep most nights.
Hiroto winced as the scars that covered his back began to itch and burn slightly. No matter how hard he tried, they never stopped causing him pain on a daily basis. Slowly leaning up, red hues gazed out towards the ocean.
"At least the waves still sound the same," he whispered as he grabbed his swords, using them to help himself up. From a first glance, Hiroto was quite a fit fighter; however, when the scars on his back started to hurt, it took a lot to force himself to move around much. The doctor he had seen in Limsa recently had mentioned that it was something he would probably deal with on and off for the rest of his life. A cruel reminder of the torture he was forced to endure for years.
Hiroto's body tensed, a shiver running down his spine, as he suddenly felt a hand gently touch his shoulder.Normally, he would’ve turned and had his dagger at the others throat but lately he had let his guard down a little bit. With slow movement, the Viper turned his body, his gaze shifting towards the figure standing before behind him. It was X'kijin. The two had only known each other for a few months, but within that time, it was clear both had suffered a lot growing up. Could he blame his parents for the torture he endured? A part of him did for years. After all, they had never explained why he was sent away, only that it was in his best interest.
How could it be when all he got was cruelty and betrayal? Hiroto made a swift turn, biting his lower lip as he scowled at the water. He was the misplaced child. The one doomed to an everlasting circle of hatred What's even worse is that he hasn't yet gotten over the fact that he misses the way Cizu'ya made him feel. Even if it was just a deception, a ploy to get him to reveal his real feelings,
Was it so wrong to miss the sensation of another person's lips against his own? To relish the touch of another, to feel safe in such a harsh world. While he was running his hand through his white hair, he became aware that X'kijin appeared to be rather worn out himself.
“Hey, you couldn’t sleep much either?”
Hiroto already knew the answer; there had been evenings when he awoke to X'kijin murmuring in his sleep. At first, he thought that it might not be anything other than the way the other person slept; nevertheless, as time went on, he heard a few phrases here and there. It was a nightmare. One focused on the sage's personal demons.
‘No…I just I think about you often. Wish I didn’t.’
Hiroto titled his head, his ears flicking slightly, before leaning back and smiling. It was perhaps a strange subject to grin about, but Hiroto wasn't always the best at picking up on how others felt. Not that he was cold, but it was hard for him to tell the difference between a joke and an actual serious statement.
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"You're not the first to say something like that. Is there a reason why you feel that way? I thought we were getting along fine. Is it because I hog the covers?"
There it was, his humor trying to cover the slight hurt he felt at X'kijin's words. It wasn't like he hadn't been told that by others in the past, but hearing the black-haired male say it made his heart ache slightly. Hiroto was so used to being someone who used to give out his heart so willingly. He cared for others, but all that changed the day his own heart was broken. He tried to pick up the pieces left behind, but all he did was stab himself with the jagged pieces.
But perhaps that was the problem; while X'kijin didn't exactly push him away, there was still a lot he didn't know about the others' past.They'd gotten close, and perhaps the sage didn't want others to know too much. After all, the closer someone was, the more opportunities they had to do damage to you. It was something Hiroto knew all too well, and it was a big part of why he didn't like talking about his own past.
Slowly, his hand clenched into a fist against the sand as he felt the scars start to burn more against his back. He hadn't shown them to the other yet, so anytime they flared up, the viper would make an excuse to leave to handle it himself. Hiroto loathed looking at them, and no amount of white magic could ever relieve the ache that swelled throughout his entire back.
"Well, I feel the exact opposite. I can't stop thinking about you, and it confuses me to no end. You were just supposed to be a target at first, not someone who makes me question so much…I didn't ask to be plagued by these emotions—to be reminded that I feel so much. Please explain what you mean by that..do you hate me?”
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bee-in-a-box · 8 months
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Listening to soldier poet king and trying to figure which in the Cricketsville trio (Steph, Jonah, Pynn) is which,,, and!!! They're all interchangeable I'm losing it.
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despairforme · 8 months
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"What is this? Another version of Him? Me...of course. This one looks urban.."
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Another Nnoitra had spotted him. This one wasn't human like the other. He had an arrancar's uniform. But his appearance begged a question:
What the hell is he?
Sure he looked like a Nnoitra, but something was off. He had strange markings on his face, and his eye looked funny. This Nnoitra started to grin at the other, eyeing him with a curious and perhaps mischievous intent.
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WHAT THE FUCK? Okay --- was he high? Had he accidentally eaten some mushrooms or some shit? He couldn't remember doing that... And food never stayed in his fridge long enough to get moldy ( could you even get high from eating moldy food? ). What he was seeing in front of him was, without a doubt himself. Tall, skinny - long haired. He was wearing some sort of weird outfit, which made him look like a huge ass spoon. There was something... Non-human about him. His single eye was strange. He had a mark on his face. Nnoitra regarded him with a shocked expression, which just seemed to stay and stay, while the other grinned at him in a sinister way. What the fuck... Was going on...
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needlenxggin · 11 months
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Tag dump cause tumblr keeps killing mine and I need a new one to keep track of them all considering I've got a few new ones for his spider and genshin verse.
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illuminatedgod · 1 year
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( 🐮 ) ― tag dump! ; list of 'em under the cut!
IC:/OOC/General
IC
( 🐮 ) ― the unknown beckons : IC.
OOC ( 🐮 ) ― in light of your bond! : OOC.
Art/Aesthetics/Musings/Headcanons ( 🐮 ) ― Curious about me are you? Delightful. : Visage ( 🐮 ) ― Curious about me are you? Delightful. : Aesthetic ( 🐮 ) ― Curious about me are you? Delightful. : Musings ( 🐮 ) ― Curious about me are you? Delightful. : Headcanons
Ask memes/dash memes ( 🐮 ) ― Could we not speak? : OOC . Ask Memes ( 🐮 ) ― Could we not speak? : IC . Dash Memes
Crack ( 🐮 ) ― I take pride in that—but it can be confusing. : Crack
Starter Calls ( 🐮 ) ― This path must open! : Starter Call.
Answered Asks ( 🐮 ) ― Which path to take : answered.
Promos
( 🐮 ) ― I imagine each world connected to all others... : Promos.
Verses:
Main Verse ( 🐮 ) ― Opening the Way : Main Verse.
NY Verse ( 🐮 ) ― Gods Renewed! : NY Verse.
Character Specific:
Embla / @enclosedgod
( 🐮 ) ― Goddess of Bindings : Truly - from the bottom of my heart.
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magioffire · 1 year
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@seeasunset​
“I’d like to join your voyage.”
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   What bravery, going right up to some of this world’s most famous sailors and explorers and simply asking, maybe even demanding, that they take him with them. Take him someplace far away, perhaps to an unknown land where he might become thoroughly lost. Not out of a sense of adventure, or because Vali so desperately wanted to get on a ship (in fact, he was dreading it). He wore a hood to cover up his fae features, hiding the rest away under a carefully crafted glamour. This man before Valeriu certainly looked like the captain he was looking for, the one he occasionally heard whispered within taverns and along the docks.
     This instead was the mage’s last ditch attempt to get as far as possible from those who would subjugate him. While he might be well dressed and well maintained, no amount of finery or perfumes or illusions could hide his fidgeting body -- the way he anxiously pulled on his rings, occasionally looking over his shoulder, ears poised for the sound of baying barghests hot on his path. Through Veil and sea, the Wild Hunt would follow him, but he could at least get a head start. Valeriu reached into the depths of his inner robes and produced a coinpurse, absolutely full to bursting. “I will pay, and if money if not satisfactory, I can pay in other ways too.”
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luvsavos · 1 month
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hmm. i am once again contemplating trying tumblr rp again.....
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acoldsovereign · 3 months
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tag drop.
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strwcptn · 1 year
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@mollisc​ liked x for a meme starter! 
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            “i think you need some of these, i’ve heard chopper say they help with relieving stress,” he said as he held out a couple of pills. don’t take them usopp, they’re oxy.
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oathofpromises · 11 months
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continued from here with: @crystalmarred
Below are huge spoilers related to Shadowbringers expansion, please avoid reading further to prevent spoiling yourself with main story content.
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That day still lingered in Stella memory, her reaching desperately towards G’raha. The hood over his head gone, as she met those beautiful red eyes. Hearing the echo of the gun firing and the next thing she knew, the Miqo’te falling face first into the ground. Even after they had rescued G’raha, the other hasn’t allowed anyone to treat his wounds. Maybe it was due to not wishing to show anyone especially the one he had risked so much for, how much the crystal had consumed his body.
Stella felt a familiar ache in her heart, G’raha was willing sacrifice everything for her and Norvrandt. The woman honestly felt underserving of such a thing. His life was precious, more than hers. The Au Ra reached up and touched her chest, eyes closing recalling the words he had uttered as the Exarch.
‘There are things we can ill afford to lose.’
“G’raha…you did a lot for the people of Norvrandt even for someone like me. That takes so much strength and I can’t even begin to imagine what it must’ve felt like waking up to a world without…” her voice trailed off, trying to find the right words to say. Subconsciously her hand reached up and touched the side of his face. She could feel the cold jagged edges of the crystal embedded on his face. Despite how cold it felt to the though there was also still warmth there. Further proof that no matter how much he tried to hide who he was for the sake of his mission, she knew in her heart it was the Miqo'te scholar she had meet. Maybe he thought his existence didn’t matter to her, or that maybe the warrior had forgotten about that time.
Truth was she never had…
Taking slow breathes, the pink haired warrior smiled softly at him, letting her hand remain against the side of his face. He had been strong for so long. The centuries forced to live in a world where he knew no one, not to mention the pain suffered. It was clear to her the crystal on his body were agonizing to have. If anyone was a hero, it was him. Even if the other didn't see himself as such.
"I mean it G'raha...you have done so much for everyone..especially me. I don't know everything you had to go through but, what I do know is that your life is precious."
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Stella wasn't sure, if the other would believe such words but they were echoes from the deepest part of her heart. Even if he blamed himself for everything she had suffered, the Au Ra never put him at fault. Pink eyes, that held such gentleness shined slightly looking up at Graha.
"Becoming the warrior of darkness was my choice. Absorbing each light warden was also my decision. Please don't blame yourself for any pain I went through because I wouldn't have changed my decision. You needed my help..this world did and I accepted whatever that might bring me."
Even if that meant her death..there was a time she felt like the light might very well take over her being. It was clear that each one was pushing her closer to becoming a light warden herself. It made the woman think what she would've done if there was no way to reverse the effects. She couldn't have stayed here with the others, which lead to surrendering herself over to Emet. Even if the Ascian was gone, his words did still linger inside her mind.
Slowly her hand started to fall from Graha face, maybe she didn't have the right to put her hand on his face. He had gotten hurt so much because of choices she had made. Deep down, the warrior wanted him to bare his thoughts to her without the need of concealment. Like he had said to her shortly before the fight with Vauthry. He had shown so much care in his voice talking about someone he wanted to protect.
"G'raha..just know that I care and you can be open with me. There is no reason to hide how you feel. I promise no matter what I will always be right there by your side. Your feelings, opinions..I want to hear them all.”
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meanderfall · 4 months
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so like,
if in the a/b/o verse, omegas go into heat is it not then implied that that's when they're fertile and they aren't fertile otherwise, does that mean that omegas have estrous cycles?
so their uterine lining gets reabsorbed and thus don't bleed for 5 to 7 fucking days every single goddamn month, and idk, maybe don't have cramps to go with it
and their heats are considered a reasonable excuse to not go into work so they can deal with that shit, unlike us plebians who have to go into work, uncomfortable, bleeding everywhere, annoyed as shit, sometimes even in extreme pain
they even get some good fucking out of it sometimes too
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fxrina · 6 months
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tag dump
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byakugoseal · 1 year
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tag dump: broken & updated tags part i
#morgs tag dump#✖main verse║war-torn child you were made to hold brawls between your knuckles & bury old friends & old memories beween your ribs#✖one piece verse║on days when the sky is painted grey i feel like there’s nothing worth forgiving#✖kny verse║from a tender age i was cursed with rage came swinging like a fist inside a batting cage#✖fairy tail verse║plunge the knife; bare my soul; scrape my ribs;#✖anbu verse║& death is the only god who comes when you call#✖pre-canon verse║you know better than anyone how to cry in silence for things gone by#✖genin verse║she went from porcelain to iron to steel#✖shippuden verse║the sun has been extinguished & the moon has fallen / there goes the light of our turbulent world#✖gaiden verse║& you keep telling yourself / there is no smell of war in me / but why else would this feel like madness#✖hokage!au verse║there will come a time when you might have to decide who lives & dies out there it’s a terrible responsibility#✖bleach verse║fear is what beats inside your heart in the place where life used to be#✖modern verse║life is a series of moments you wish your ribs could take back#✖bnha verse║i carry a body full of secrets & my bones align the universe within me#✖shipping call║well i won't die for love but ever since i met you you could have my heart and I would break it for you#✖mains call║i’d be lying if i said losing you was something i could handle#✖exclusives call║could we remain quiet on earth & bear it the war we make inside#✖inbox call║she screams for heaven’s help but heaven has always been deaf#✖starter call║tell it anyways for little words can sometimes mean life or death#✖plotting call║i’ve got to learn something from my mistakes instead of establishing a new record to break#✖affiliates call║peach blossom has a colour that does not ask my sins#✖ask memes║when the local language is violence be fluent
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psaiint · 2 years
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ISOGAI TAGS
「⑈」 tags 「⑈」
「⑈」 【 isogai 】 we could be the hero’s that we always said we’d be 🐠 main verse 「⑈」
「⑈」 【 isogai 】 ikemen 🐠 fc 「⑈」
「⑈」 【 isogai 】 floating on our backs weʼre staring at the stars 🐠 likes 「⑈」
「⑈」 【 isogai 】 these fishes in the sea they’re staring at me 🐠 aesthetic 「⑈」
「⑈」 【 isogai 】 please donʼt take this out on me 🐠 quotes 「⑈」
「⑈」 【 isogai 】 i still dream about you time and time again 🐠 wishlist 「⑈」
「⑈」 【 isogai 】 youʼll stay as a reminder of how fucked this world can be 🐠 post verse 「⑈」
「⑈」 【 isogai 】 i see you at dusk in the summer in the driveway 🐠 pre anime verse 「⑈」
「⑈」 【 isogai 】 poor committee member 🐠 isogai 「⑈」
「⑈」 【 isogai 】 pull your pain out with my teeth 🐠 musings 「⑈」
「⑈」 【 isogai 】 i wanna take you some place safer 🐠 head canons 「⑈」
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briebysabs · 11 months
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Across the Spider-verse spoilers///
Miguel fine af but Miles really should’ve beat his fat ass harder cuz wtf you mean calling him a mistake and blaming him for his Peter dying?? I’m sorry that pissed me off so much like Miles didn’t ask to get bit. Miles isn’t the one who made the collider, Miles didn’t bring Earth 42’s spider to his world GOD.
There’s a lot of anger, resentment, projecting and borderline envy going on. But I really liked how complex Miguel was in this movie. But some of y’all need to see he is wrong or at the very least, his way of going about things is wrong. Also explain to me why I’ve seen more hate targeted towards Gwen, someone who was conflicted the entire movie and Jess. Who should’ve stuck up for Gwen but clearly shows remorse at the end. More than Miguel bro make it make sense.
If you’re able to understand where Miguel is coming from, why can’t you also understand Gwen? Or did people straight up ignore the first 15 minutes of the movie? Like I too was disappointed with Gwen’s lying but one of the main reasons she did all this IS SO SHE DOESN’T GET SENT BACK HOME.
Where her father knows her identity and tried to arrest her. Where she currently has nowhere to live and crashes at Hobie’s place. How about we call out the adults that used that as leverage against a 16-17 year old, adults that watched it all go down too. Like people act like she had it against Miles when you see clearly that she only wants to protect him. She can’t lose another friend and obviously it backfired on her.
This is an amazing film but I’ve heard some absolutely dumb takes already. Some going as far to call Miguel racist WHICH MAKES NO FUCKING SENSE. Yeah we were joking and there are obvious metaphors to the ‘Miles being a Afro-latino Spider Man backlash’ but no idiot, he doesn’t hate black people. Miles could be any race Miguel would still react the way he did.
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