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blurryface-never-left · 1 year

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Pur•ity

There's something oddly fascinating about a particular outfit that Blurryface appears in. In the sea of various dark clothes, there's one that seems to stand out from the crowd. The snow white hoodie, over a button-up and finished off by an identical white pair of trousers. A stark contrast against the charcoal black that coats the skin of their hands and neck, with the addition of ruby red swimming in their irises. This white, the color that symbolizes purity and innocence, ironically being donned by an entity that prides itself on eradicating just that.

Like a taunt, or mockery. Or even more malicious, a disguise. A wolf in sheeps clothing if you will. A perfect fit to appear to introduce itself in, if they were to try to slide their way into your psyche. At your lowest moment, the perfect time to strike. When your vision is too blurred by the overwhelming rush of tears in the midst of a panic attack, you'll be more likely to miss the inky black of their hands as they take you in, brushing your hair or rubbing circles on your back to soothe your anxiety. An anxiety they'd never admit was amplified by their infestation that they already started in your mind. You can only take in the comforting, safety of the white hoodie you'd cry into. You'll develop a trust with your new, otherworldly friend before you could correlate the red eyes and shadows with anything malevolent.

After all, how can they be dangerous? With how they keep you company, when your friends slowly begin to fade from your life, or how they're willing to stay and listen to you spill your flaws and downfalls to them. They do it because they care..

A friend. An odd, eerie even, shadowed friend. They have your best interest in mind. So when they suggest relieving your stress with a razor blade, or satiate your anxiety by encouraging you to stay home, away from the terrifying world, you can assure its from a place of support.

Right?

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writerig · 1 year

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alrighty besties, these have some mystery and shit but also dark themes- so please don't read if you don't like darker themes-

The police sirens were still echoing at the back. The corpse would definitely need a post mortem - or at least according to the laws it would.

And Yumi in fact hated this whole thing - the corpse being of her sister. Her eyes were attached to the corpse and she can't even run up to that dead body which once was alive.

Even though there was some distance between the corpse, she could see the differences. It had a small thin line on her neck. Which was neat since it was barely noticeable.

Of course, this wasn't a matter of someone killing themselves. This was a murder. Sure there were a few scars on her hand which probably the killers tried to make her look like she did it by herself, but alas, that was a poor attempt.

"This is a murder-" "I know." The woman spoke. It was well aware, that Charlie would know that. What was Yumi doing? Perhaps making a fool out of herself.

"If so, then we can investigate it, right Charl?" The tall woman remained silent, she bit her lip.

"No." "...no? Why not-"

Charlie took a deep breath, her fingers running through her face as she let out a sigh. "You know that everyone here is bought with money, right? That over here any one can die. There's no such thing as justice over here."

"I too have influence-"

Yumi was shot with a look. "Oh? Darling, you don't have enough influence yet. What are you? A CEO? Yes, that's right you are but you have a spokes person for you. Doesn't really matter because that bastard has more of influence then you do. Starting to model? Yes, you will get some recognition. Yes, people are will to die for you - well your body and you can tell them lies, but till how long? Not like, you will become supermodel in one day."

She took a deep breath before looking at Yumi. "Yes, true you helped Sophie with half of the cases, that you got the info, but this? Darling just no. It might cost you your life."

"I am ready for that." Of course, Yumi would be determined. Once she made up her mind there was no way that she would let that mystery go. Especially right now.

"Are you going to stop me-?" "Hon, I know I can't."

Charlie smiled at the child - well know a legal adult. "I will get back to you with details when the piece of shit tells us some info. Though it might take a day or two."

Yumi's frowned, a day or two? That's a long time. "At least tell me something useful-"

"Sorry hon, can't do that right now. I have to go."

And Yumi was back with her thoughts. To pin point on who had murdered her sister. The motive was clear, it had to be related to be one of her cases, the cons of being a lawyer.

She took one look at the corpse of her sister, pale as ever. Her eyes closed. Blood on her black coat as she was carried to the ambulance, for God knows what.

Even if they were to classify the case as murder, they'd just find a random person and make them view the killer by some random bullshit which would somehow close the case.

Or maybe they would not even bother doing that. Simply classify it as unsolved.

There were many possibilities and she didn't know in which one to look at.

@yourlocalintrovertt , @starboo-txt , @hollowedart

#tw: mentions of sh #tw: slight gore?#tw: dead body #tw: mentions of death #tw: mentions of murder #mochi writes #mochi's ocs #god the tw tags make this look like #idk-#this seems bad lmao

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monn-i · 5 months

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250 notes by january 14th i will throw out my blade. and also finish my wips :333

EDIT: 1k NOTES FUCKASSES I FORGOT U COULD SPAM REBLOG

lord help me… i forgot how many chronically online ppl followed me….. 2.5k…. i wont chnage it morw afterwards bc that would feel dishonest to myself but dear lord u guys are awful its been like half a day /affectionate <3

#i am trying my best guys i swear :3 #sh mention #tw sh related #sh

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ace-of-pussy · 2 months

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good GOD I am so angry.

I, as my bio suggests, am a minor. I am also asexual. And feeling quite dysphoric about all the adults in my life telling me ‘I wouldn’t know until I’ve tried it.’ But that’s a different topic.

I needed a little boost for myself so I looked at the asexual tag here on tumblr, so I’d feel less alone.

There are always thirst traps and other things of that kind on any popular tag. But I saw so many, on the asexual tag, that I actually cried, ripping my skin off as I did so.

There will always be people that abuse the tag system, I know. Tagging your posts with trending tags to make them more likely to show up on people’s dashes is a corporate tactic. But to see so many of these ads, I can barely call them posts, on the asexual tag, made me physically ill.

Asexuality is often overlooked by not just cishets but the LGBTQ+ community so often. To see that a safe space for positivity for such a overlooked community was being vandalised for the sake of marketing makes me so angry and so upset for myself and all the other people who fit under the umbrella of asexuality or aromantic who just want to feel like they belong.

I’m a relatively new blog, but I know how tumblr works. I know how the world works. The way the world is run means that we are all victims, and I thought that maybe society, that damned, twisted thing, could let us have a little corner to protect ourselves.

All it does is hurt. it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts. Companies aren’t going to get new customers by ripping apart supposed safe spaces, and young asexual kids like myself aren’t going to get any validation or even feeling of home from seeing thirst traps targeted toward our community.

our community that is SPECIFICALLY DEFINED BY FEELING DIFFERENT OR NO SEXUAL ATTRACTION TO WHAT IS DEEMED ‘NORMAL’.

it’s targeted. I can tell. And I am by no means an expert, but this tag abuse is hurting everyone. And no one is doing a thing about it.

please boost this. Reblog, like, whatever. This is damaging people far more than you think, and it needs to be resolved.

thanks for hearing me

#asexual #text #text post #tw: sh mention #cw sh #aromantic #aroace

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justflesh54 · 5 months

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its my body surely i have the right to harm it if i wish ???

#actually bpd #cvtaddict #self h@rm #self mutalition #slef harm #tw self destructive behavior #sh mention #styroblr #hitting styro #cutt1ng #chronically ill #i want to cvt

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h0wt0neverst0pbeingsad · 10 months

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#tw self destructive behavior #tw slfhrm #tw sh related #slfharm #tw bpd vent #tw cptsd #sh mention #self h@rm #cvtaddict #beansblr

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wa1tngtill1d13 · 1 year

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#tw depressing stuff #s3lfharmm #sh mention #kinda depressing #crazy #self h@rm #tw selfhate #dark thoughts #depressing life #i feel empty

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lostinwonderland-13 · 1 year

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"Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds. Its like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me"

Eminem really hit the nail on the head

#cvtt1ng #self h@rm #tw cvtting #tw s3lf harm #self mutalition #slef harm #self mutilator #baby styro #s3lf harn #s3lfh4rm #s3lfharmm #sh trigger warning #implied s/h #selfharn #sh #sh mention #shelf harm

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moonys-bf · 2 years

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“You're scared of the dark when you sleep / You cover up your arms with your sleeves / Even in hundred degree heat” im goinf thru cardiac arrest

#system.out.print #tw sh #tw: mentions of sh

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buccini555 · 4 months

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𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬

★ They ended up seeing the marks on your wrists after you ended up hurting yourself after a serious argument between you

★ H e a d c a n o n s !

★ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kakucho Hitto, Kokonoi Hajime, Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Takeomi Akashi and Kanji Mochizuki

tw: sh mention

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

"Mm? What was that?" Looking at you carefully, Manjiro looks down at your wrists, he had never even noticed those marks before, as soon as he noticed them, he already knew what they were.

"W-what?" You questioned, lowering the sleeves of your blouse at that same moment, already knowing that Manjiro had just discovered that you were injured.

"...Are those cuts? Did you cut yourself?" Gently taking his hand to your face, making the sleeve of your clothes go down again due to the lightness of the fabric, Manjiro questioned what those marks were.

Nodding your head in affirmation, you gave your answer, making Manjiro stare at you in complete silence for a few brief seconds that felt like an eternity.

"M-mikey...? I'm so sorry." The boy looked away, seeming to get lost in his own thoughts for a moment.

Approaching again, he subtly held your arm, looking over each of those marks. "...It was my fault, wasn't it? Did I make you do it?"

"No! I-it wasn't your fault, I-I..." Immediately, you tried to explain yourself to Manjiro who just shook his head in denial.

"Promise me, swear to me, that you will never hurt yourself again." Holding your hand again, he spoke in a serious tone, Manjiro was shaking and apprehensive, still feeling responsible for having made you do such an act against him.

"... I promise." Hugging the same, you made your promise.

"I don't want to lose the only person I have..." Returning your display of affection, Manjiro hugged you carefully.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

"Princess... You don't need to hide it from me anymore, I've already seen it." Without you waiting, Haruchiyo spoke as he sat down next to you and held your arm gently, you could see exactly the pain in his eyes as he stared at your arm knowing that he had been injured.

"I'm so sorry..." Holding back the tears in your eyes, you just apologized to the taller one.

"You're not to blame, you're not to blame for this! It was me who caused this..." He tried not to blame himself, but the weight of seeing you suffer made it really affect him with a great guilt for not having simply avoided that discussion.

"It's not your fault, Haru." You wanted to calm him down, but as much as you could, he didn't seem to accept that.

At that moment, Sanzu stared at you in silence, even though he didn't show his feelings with such felicity, he had his moments that he considered a "weakness".

"... I know how you felt because of me, that fight, Damn! I... I never wanted to be an asshole to you, I'm sorry." Trying to control the tears that wanted to be released, Sanzu said almost like an outburst.

"Don't blame yourself, please Haru..." Still trying to comfort Haruchiyo, you made your speech.

"I don't want to see you cutting yourself anymore, okay? Don't ever do that again." Breaking the silence, he said looking away.

"R-right..." You promised indirectly, making him feel better.

"Hey?" Haruchiyo approached you and gave you a kiss, trying not to dwell on the subject too much.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

"Who did this to your arm? Did something happen? Baby?" Kakucho would be extremely worried when he held your arm and saw those newly made marks, as much as he didn't want to accept it, he definitely already had in mind the reality that you had inflicted those injuries on yourself.

"...W-Was it, you?" When he found the courage, he took a breath from the bottom of his lungs and asked his question, even though unfortunately he already knew the answer.

"I'm sorry Kaku, I didn't want to disappoint you." Seeing him worried made your heart sink, but at that point, there was nothing you could do to continue hiding that secret until then.

"No, don't say that." At that moment, Kakucho hugged you without thinking twice, all he wanted was to make you feel comfortable even in the middle of that situation.

"You will never, ever be a disappointment to me, I'm so proud of you." Pulling away from the hug and looking directly into his eyes, the taller man said what he had in mind.

"Look at me." Again approaching, he cupped her face.

"Mm? Kaku?" Looking into his eyes, you wondered what he wanted.

"Never hurt yourself again." In a serious tone, Kakucho continued his speech while looking at his eyes with the same sparkle as always.

"... I promise." Looking away a little embarrassed, you promised.

"No need to promise, my sweetheart, I trust you." Holding your face gently and still looking directly at you, Kakucho would speak with a small, relieved smile.

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

"Don't do this to me, sweetie." Kokonoi unexpectedly appeared behind you, fixing his black lined eyes on the newly healed marks on your arms.

Taken by surprise, you tried to hide those injuries with the sleeves of your sweatshirt, but you already knew that everything had simply been discovered. "What do you mean, Koko?"

"I want to say that I know that you're hurting yourself." Approaching you and lifting the fabric that hid the marks, Koko said as he looked away.

At that moment, you only managed to remain completely silent, he knew, there was nothing left to hide, Kokonoi was definitely hurt and you couldn't help but be sure of this fact.

"I-I'm sorry!" Hugging him, you began to apologize with insistent tears slipping from your eyes.

No matter how disappointed he was, Kokonoi would never deny your hug. "Oh? Baby... I'm so sorry. For anything I've done, I'm truly sorry."

Koko looked at you with sadness in her eyes, at the same time worried, he hugged you still in silence, without being able to utter a word.

"I'm sorry Koko... Please." Again, you apologized.

"You're forgiven, baby, don't ever do that again, please." Breaking the silence, Kokonoi made his speech, obviously he would forgive you without thinking twice, despite that, he would start paying more attention to your behavior and would also try to avoid arguments for your well-being.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

"Shit, what was that?" Rindou exclaimed in a low, barely audible tone as he looked away from the apparent injuries on your wrists.

The silence became almost sepulchral when he held your arm, running his fingers lightly over those bruises, Rindou hugged you, feeling your body trembling and your heart racing.

"...Don't do that to us again, it hurts me as much as it hurts you." The taller man expressed himself calmly, pausing in his speech to look for the right words out of fear of hurting you even more.

"...Damn, I-I, I hate seeing you hurt, I'm so sorry." Holding his arm, his voice no longer maintained the same tone, he could no longer deny himself the urge to cry, in doing so, tears secretly rolled down his face, Rindou was being sincere when he said how bad he felt for seeing her so sad.

"I'm sorry, Rin." Making him let go of your arm, you apologized in a few words, he remained silent, but soon ended up pulling you into a hug.

"Promise me, promise me you won't cut yourself again, especially because of someone else like me." The seriousness in his look and intonation was visible, Rindou was sorry for that argument, so he promised himself that he would treat you better.

"I promise!" Hugging him back, making him calm down and feel better, you made your promise.

"I love you so much, I do, nothing like that will ever happen again..." Rindou said with a subtle smile of relief on his face as he gently stroked your hair.

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

"No, you didn't do that, did you?" Shaking his head, Ran asked you with a worried look as soon as he noticed those newly made marks on your wrists.

"I'm sorry..." Looking away, you knew that at that point there was no longer any way to hide it from Ran.

"I'm the one who's sorry, my princess." Looking somewhere, shame and guilt showed on his face, Ran definitely felt it.

"It wasn't your fault, Ran." You said as soon as you realized how affected he became in that instant.

"Yes it was, we both know, but it doesn't matter now." The taller one held you gently in gis arms, kissing your forehead, Ran said with a trembling voice worried about what he had caused.

You spend some time hugging in silence, all Ran wanted at that moment was to comfort you and show you that he was right there by your side to take care of you even if he sometimes ended up behaving inappropriately.

"I'm here and I don't want you to hurt yourself again." Breaking the silence, the taller one spoke calmly, still with a trembling voice.

"I am not going." In a low tone, you said, hugging him tighter and calming him down.

"Will you promise me, my beauty?" Hugging you even more eagerly, Ran made you promise never to get hurt again.

“I-I promise…” You made your promise without thinking too much.

Ran pulled away from you and kissed your forehead, becoming more at ease with his promise, he would rather trust you. "That's better, my love."

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

"What the fuck happened to your arm?" Takeomi was never so serious, seeing those marks on his arm really made him bitterly regret all the harm he caused you.

You remained silent, just hoping Takeomi would ignore those fresh scars.

"...You, were you the one who did this?" The older questioned again, Takeomi approached you and lifted the sleeve of your blouse, leaving the marks even more visible, that time, you actually realized that he was sincerely worried.

"Don't fight with me again, Takeomi, p-please." Worried about what Takeomi might do, you just started apologizing.

"Fight with you? Of course, not!"

Unexpectedly, Akashi hugged you, in that same hug, you could feel the apprehension in his behavior.

"Promise me you'll never get hurt again by an asshole like me." Pulling away and holding you by the shoulders, Takeomi spoke.

"I promise." Embracing the same, you made your promise.

Takeomi couldn't help but return the hug and did so. "I'll take better care of you, I'll..."

𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐌𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐢

"What are you hiding from me?" He had already seen the marks on your arm, but honestly Kanji had no idea how to deal with that subject without ending up hurting you.

"N-nothing, Mochi." Apprehensively, you spoke, trying to separate yourself from that question, even though you knew he already knew about your injuries.

"... Don't lie to me." In a serious tone, he said.

"Don't fight with me, please!" Bracing yourself for the worst possible reaction, all you could do at that moment was apologize.

"Baby? I would never fight you over that, I just don't want you to do it again." Even though you still felt like he was being insensitive in some way, Kanji spoke trying to get you to just trust him.

"I'm sorry." Lowering your head and looking away, you said in a shaky voice, still trying to keep those marks away from Mochi's eyes.

"Look at me, please, look." Holding your face, he made you look back at him.

"Hm?" Seeing that he wouldn't fight with you kept you surprised and relieved at the same time.

"Promise me you'll never get hurt again because of me, I promise I'll never be stupid to you again." Still maintaining a serious tone and a steady gaze, Kanji spoke.

You were silent for a brief moment, but you wanted to promise that. "I-I promise."

Kanji smiled in relief and hugged you, leaving that subject aside, even so, he would change his behavior to never see you hurt again.

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