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YOUR PRIMARY LOVE LANGUAGE IS: Physical Touch 30%

quality time: 27% receiving gifts: 0% acts of service: 17% words of affirmation: 27%

A person whose primary language is Physical Touch is, not surprisingly, very touchy. Hugs, pats on the back, and thoughtful touches on the arm—they can all be ways to show excitement, concern, care, and love. Physical presence and accessibility are crucial, while neglect or abuse can be unforgivable and destructive. Appropriate and timely touches communicate warmth, safety, and love to you.

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𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 : 𝒅𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔

adapted  from  this post !   bold  what definitely applies  to  your  muse. italicize what somewhat applies  to  your  muse. repost  ;  do  NOT  reblog.

𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙽 »     toothy grins, stories around the campfire, clothes covered in pet hair, hot temper, old jeans, heartbeat in head, potatoes and steak, beaded jewelry, bruise like galaxies, mementos, backpack stuffed full, craigslist furniture, spontaneous road trips, air ripped from lungs

𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙳 »     homemade bread, white lies, easily excited, trying on hats, band geek, pep talks, no impulse control, sunsets, vintage fashion, long showers, selfies, following dreams, rosy cheeks, song mash-ups, pink lemonade with tequila, loves easily, animated storyteller, full of comebacks

𝙲𝙻𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙲 »     list of wishes, biting their tongue, band-aids and neosporin, shoulder to cry on, morning sun, necklaces, trial and error, homemade quilts, formal clothing, astrology fan, messages in bottles, pleated braids, speaking up for friends, feathers, motivational quotes, vivid dreams

𝙳𝚁𝚄𝙸𝙳 »     bird watching, shy kid, wind chimes, trying to whistle, summer camp, apple orchards, lost in their head, glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling, hoodies, thrift shopping, saving worms off the sidewalk, pig latin, bare feet, thunderstorms, numb fingers, braided hair, naming potted plants

𝙵𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙴𝚁 »     goosebumps, leather jackets, adventure, chewing nails, cares deeply but can’t show it, bronze locks, no sleep, taste of iron, netflix binges, never forgets, combat boots, stories behind scars, table for one, official soundtracks, sore calves, trusts themselves the most

𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙺 »     always trying to be better, wanderlust, meditation, sweatpants, old photographs, yoga, sleeping in hammocks, nostalgia, minimalist design, breath of fresh air, baby animals, volunteering, perfectionist, doesn’t care about fashion, healthy snacks, noticing the little things

𝙿𝙰𝙻𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽 »     school uniforms, thick jackets, sleeping with the windows open, logical advice, scrapbooking, compasses, i fight for my friends, sculpture gardens, cold morning air, big soul, likes routine, secret romantic, last to get jokes, sunflowers, practical presents, misty weather

𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 »     herbal tea, smell of rain, blinking away tears, camping trips, collecting bones, swiss army knives, first impressions, anxious thoughts, bobby pins, burnt marshmallows, too competitive, clothes lines, messenger bags, holding grudges, gets along better with animals than people

𝚁𝙾𝙶𝚄𝙴 »     flirtatious sarcasm,  candid photos, lost phone chargers, adrenaline rush, picking dirt out from beneath their nails, social chameleon, clashing clothes, self-deprecating jokes, claw machines, sits in chairs wrong, smudged eyeliner, has too many sunglasses, eats nothing or everything

𝚂𝙾𝚁𝙲𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚁 »     infectious laugh, family trees, shivers down their spine, lipstick and roses, mood swings, clumsy, believing in destiny, high expectations, sleeping in darkness, collection of nail polish, passionate, good grades but never studies, poetry books, blowing kisses, not knowing their own strength

𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺 »     knowing everyone’s secrets, backpack covered in pins, envy, being in Walmart late at night, earl grey, selective memory, conspiracy theories and cryptids, keysmashing, need to know basis, can’t cook, bags under eyes, experimental art, flickering bulbs, black clothing all year long

𝚆𝙸𝚉𝙰𝚁𝙳 »     piles of textbooks, cat in lap, keeping a diary, indecision, scented candles, studying alone in a café, lingering touches, museum dates, unanswered questions, taking on too much responsibility, collections, chalk dust, comfy robes, unnecessary apologies, coming home after a long day

tagged by: No one

tagging: You should you please

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bold the aesthetic that applies to your muse. repost. don’t reblog.

                                𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋.

tired eyes. coffee stains on the table. listening to the bustle of the city. unmade beds. ponytails. sunlight seeping through the curtains. chapped lips. walking barefoot across the floorboards. dusty dictionaries. black and white reruns. huge sweaters. the ticking of the clock. hearing birds in the morning. fireplaces. falling asleep during class.

                               𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.

freckles. the sun rising. watching the sea. taking shots of the city. historical museums. bright eyes. looking up at the clouds. walls covered in artworks. drawing in the middle of lessons. tracing your fingers on the sand. painting for hours. staying in uncrowded coffee-shops. worn paperbacks. messy braids. going to bed with your kneesocks on.

                                𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐐𝐔𝐄.

dark hair. a little sophisticated. always observing the world around you. intricate designs. high ceilings. extravagant musical pieces. dim lights. colorless photographs. fancy furniture. pale skin. hearing soft footfalls coming from outside the room. mischievous looks. bitten nails. candlelight dinners. dark shades of lipstick.

                                𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋.

chandeliers. the clinking of a teacup mug. laced clothing. modern architecture. light hair. watching the view from the terrace. hidden birthmarks. drinking tea in the morning. wandering about in an empty building. botanical gardens. old films.  ancient marble sculptures. expensive perfume. breakfasts in bed. reading stories about mythology.

                                𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂.

compassion. short writings on scraps of paper. blushed cheeks. a bouquet of roses. reading collections of poetry late at night. loose hair. carpeted floors. attending operas. faint music playing in the background. staying under the covers until midday. the night sky. streetlights. picking flowers. dancing around in silk dresses. scented candles.

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repost and fill in the words you most associate with your character !!

ANIMAL:  Not really any, but chameleon I suppose. COLOR:  Blue, black, green, silver MONTH:  January SONG(s):  Bury a Friend, Psycho, You’re Not Here, Tarzan Boy, Gun. NUMBER: 0?? DAY OR NIGHT:  Dawn PLANT: He’s not really the natural sort. SMELL: Leather, sweat, blood, softly perfumed soap. SEASON:  Winter FOOD(s): V clinically measured out and calculated home cooked meals. DRINK(s):  Water ELEMENT:  Water / ice

tagged by:  @unrequiteddeath tagging: You with the optical organs

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tagged by: @holyxvi tagging:  @ofrhapsodos ; @wastedsword ; @thronelessprince / @unrequiteddeath / @unforestalledreturn ; @hercbled ; & you with the eyeballs

muse aesthetic.

bold the aesthetic for your muse italicise what can be taken 2 ways.

the softest palms that never want to touch you until after a bottle of wine. / “ just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl. ” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “ you’ll get it done before the day is up. ” /  guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains.  / “ how could you do this to me? ” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / the family you never had. / falling backwards through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. / “ you’re getting better. ” / “ they smile like a snake.” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “ let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly. ” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / happiness is the best front a man can take. / “ i’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you before. ” / you disagree; they’re more beautiful. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “ oh god, what have you done? ” / roommates weren’t supposed to be the smartest ones of all. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you try to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault.

adam & eve in the garden. / a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “ fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you? ” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / sugar and spice and a taste for the dark side. / ves saint laurent black opium on your pillow, a scented cloud drifting behind you like a cape. / crisp green apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / what a pretty one, they say. / you laugh without humor. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “ what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest. / broken pencil tips. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “ we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that. ” / “ they weren’t there when it happened. ” / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “ you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. ” / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. / you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “ I miss you. ” / siblings are a funny thing. / they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / graves piled on top of graves. / blackbird screaming / wake in nightmares / are you an illusion? / I don’t feel real. / the dark winter night where you lost everything. / the numb mourning of reading your own gravestone.

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Anyway if I can get enough of my brain cells to focus on being coherent for fucking once, I’m going to try and be active here again bc ofc the thirst brought me back. Ofc it did. Point being, however, that I am here to witness and judge your sins. Care to offer them forth?

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#he said 😏😏😏

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DONT REPOST

monster (?)

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@chosenrule sent in:  ( @ Hojo ) Laying off the Professor’s desk, feline-esque eyes settled on the lab wall and scarcely moved from place. “Alright, let’s tell each other a secret about ourselves, okay? I’ll go first. I… Hate you.”

hojo didn’t believe in things like ‘virtues’, but if he were to use such pedantic terminology, he could admit that patience was one he possessed great bounds of – a man that can plan his experiments decades ahead, waiting patiently for the right moment in everything he does…

but just as there right moments… there are moments that are completely meaningless and not worthy of being committed to memory. this unfortunately is one of them.

“hmm, yes, yes, i’m sure you do, unfortunately as i don’t believe in secrets, i have nothing as interesting to admit to you.” dismission was hojo’s native language, but here it certainly sounds snappier, looking down at the lounging teen in annoyance – if sephiroth wants to mope about, that is his right, as it is hojo’s to then document it, but he isn’t about to have his work interrupted by childish antics.

so he walks over, files in one hand and metal ruler in another, and after a sharp strike against his charge’s stomach to get his attention (who no doubt would barely resister anything outside of hojo’s irritation, even if a watching intern flinched) he prods sephiroth in the side with it.

“off. you can go hate me somewhere else, if that’s the length of your cooperation today.”

tch. 'secrets’.

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i love being a brat bc what the fuck are you gonna do about it? give me exactly what i want??? fool.

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WORD PROMPTS @chosenrule​ sent in:  [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger ( Baby-Roth @ Hojo )

a juvenile midgar zolom, truly a rare sight to witness without immediately being maimed by its mother – not that professor hojo cared much for the damages done by his demand of having one in his lab by the end of the week.

curled so tight as it hisses, one might miss how its twice the length of the scientist that now owned it, but as the professor takes steps to bridge the distance between him and it, it uncurls, tries to make itself as threatening as possible. 

undisturbed, hojo leans in and taps on the glass.

the response is an immediate strike at the man, fangs spraying venom as they clash against the thick SOLDIER grade glass between them – it was aiming straight for the head, no doubt.

but the scientist’s amused chuckles are interrupted when he feels tiny hands grasp the lower portion of his labcoat and tug it, and a curious glance down shows his charge hiding behind him. ah, of course. there is a temptation to chastise the child, but that would be entirely counter intuitive. it was good that sephiroth could recognize danger, as minute as it might be, really. but there was no way he’d raise a scaredy-cat child. if he were to grow up afraid of garden snakes, what use would he be in war?

and so, instead, hojo ought to teach him better.

“why do you think it –” again there’s a crash agaisnt the glass, but it fazes the professor none, “keeps trying to strike me, sephiroth?” a moment is given to process the question, but not enough to hear what reasoning the child might come up with. “it strikes because it is angry, and it is angry because it is afraid. look at it – it is trapped, and it knows. there is nothing it can do to stop us from doing whatever we want with it. and so it fights and struggles, because there’s nothing else a helpless beast like it knows. tell me, why are you afraid? do you think yourself helpless? do you see yourself on the other side of the glass? i don’t think you should.”

again, temptation comes as an idea, to lock child and beast in one cell and see what happens – but no. he cannot be too impatient with this, as eager as he is to see the fruits of his labor.

“with your latest examination results, i reckon you could tear its jaw clean off, if you so wanted.” being pateint however, doesn’t mean he might not try and tempt the child with ideas to see sephiroth’s reaction.

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𝙏𝙔𝙋𝙀𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝙋𝙀𝙊𝙋𝙇𝙀      -     𝙒𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 .

TAGGED BY: @roseusuitta

TAGGING: I am tired, please tag yourselves

𝙍𝘼𝙄𝙉 -   melancholy at best , introspective , severely misunderstood , pleasure in the subdued , helping in your own way , dreams in poetry , the slowness of falling asleep , refreshing meditation .

𝙎𝙐𝙉 -     sunbleached clothes , futures that are too bright , everything at arm’s length , balancing intensity , blind encouragement , comfort of sleep , distracting sunspots in your vision , necessity of growth .

𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙈 -     chaos with a purpose , emotions running high , natural comfortable anarchy , high volume , leaving your mark ,  brief flashes of violence , rambling quickly , the intensity of desire .

𝙒𝙄𝙉𝘿 -   running towards instead of away , instinctive motivation , making an impact , knows everyone who knows anyone , playful pranks , mood swings in a split second , collecting old trinkets , uncontrollable focus .

𝙎𝙉𝙊𝙒 -     serene on the surface , cold blooded heart , love it or hate it attitude ,good memories , heavy discussions , sharp determination , relentless resolve , not as scary as it seems .

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Just sudden Sephiroth/ Now I’m watching walkthrough of FFVII Remake And yeah.. this guy

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i [23m] gave my girlfriend [21f] my discord password and she used it to hack into my account to change my theme from dark theme to light theme the new age of cyber crimes is here

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baby seph

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QUIZ: Your Mythic Eye Color

- Pitch Black - / - Cold Silver -

The mythic color of these eyes lives up to their name; the eye is completely black, and even the whites of them are nonexistent. One glance into these eyes could instantly terrify almost anyone. Many believe that this eye color warns of a dark-minded person with dangerous attributes. However, sometimes it could just as well be a sign of an individual who is being mentally torn apart and misunderstood.

Black eyes are represented by:      -The element of Fire and Metal-      -The season of Winter-      -South-      -Darkness-

Some attributes of those with Black eyes:

     -A strong dislike for other people-      -Misunderstood goals and ideas-      -A dark, sometimes sad, mindset-      -Faces many troubles-

This variant of enhanced gray eyes seems to shimmer with a light as cold as steel. This eye color seems to give the individual a very chilling, serious, yet wise air to them, and their stare seems to pierce into the thoughts of another. It is difficult not to break beneath a furious, silver-eyed glare. For the same reason, these eyes represent a serious, anticipating mindset and an intelligent, cunning nature.

Silver eyes are represented by:

     -The element of Metal-      -The season of Winter-      -North-      -Both Light and Darkness-

Some attributes of those with Silver eyes:

     -Persistent and persevering-      -Tend to hide or bottle up emotions to seem 'strong'-      -Very wise from experience and trials-      -Seems calm and calculating at first impression-

Tagged by: @zaxxusu​ Tagging: @thronelessprince​ ( I wanna see if it’ll be some iteration of white or gold ) & whomever else is interested.

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Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

[TEXT to First Class Sephiroth] im sorry [ERROR][TEXT to First Class Sephiroth] for everything [ERROR][TEXT to First Class Sephiroth] i wanted to do good by you and prove to you that not everyone is terrible. i still think that. i cant prove it anymore [ERROR][TEXT to First Class Sephiroth] I’m going to die soon. its for the best though. its for the best. [ERROR]