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tents fingers.
i know this might sound a little silly, but i've been thinking about possibly archiving or even deleting this blog. there are a lot of other m blogs out there, so i doubt it'll make much of a difference — especially since i'll still be active over on gwi-ma ( @soulsfeasted ). it's just . . . something about being here doesn't feel great lately. it's hard to explain without sounding overly sensitive, but i've noticed some overlaps that are starting to get under my skin. i really do love mystery a lot, & i know shared headcanons are normal — but when things start to feel a little too familiar, it gets disheartening. so, for now, i'm going to focus my energy over on gwi-ma's blog. <3
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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐖𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐓 ? ────── #soulsfeasted, brewed adoringly by mocha.
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mystery's hand settles just above the small of penelope's back — polite, steady, barely touching. a ghost of affection, all style & no substance. but when eyes are on them, his expression softens like wax under flame, melting into something tender. " remember to smile, " he murmurs, not unkindly. " they believe what we show them. " his gaze lingers too long. not on the person beside him, but on their shadow cast together across the pavement. / @ardauntly.
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mystery rests his head on a shoulder he doesn't belong to, the weight feather - light but intentional. the kind of closeness that reads well in photographs. his voice comes slow, almost dreamy. " should i kiss your cheek when they ask how long we’ve been together ? " a pause, just long enough to unsettle. " focus, mira. " he’s just playing a part, but there's a strange sincerity in the way his hand finds the other's so easily, like he's done it a thousand times. he doesn't move when the shutter clicks. / @huntrsoath.
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hey psa that gore blog is back at @/fackcarerpc. block from settings if you have to.
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the other finds him in the middle of the hall, still as a statue. his head turns as they approach, slowly, akin to something ancient remembering how to follow motion. when he finally speaks, it's soft — " your heartbeat is louder today. " a simple observation. a warning, perhaps, or a compliment. / @daelete.
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his coat drapes around the other's shoulders without a word. no glance, no flourish. he simply moves behind her, folding cloth there with care, & returns to the woman's side like nothing happened. he doesn’t like when people are cold. / @rapknives.
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he watches the sunrise like it's a thing that can be stolen. " the sky bleeds differently every morning, " he murmurs. " it's strange how you can watch something die so beautifully. " he looks towards the other, quiet. " do you mourn endings ? or do you just enjoy the view ? " / @svartr.
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the heat of the backstage lights clings to him, sweat beading at his temple, collarbone bare where his jacket has slipped. he looks feral in this moment — beautiful, yes, but wrong. off. & then he grins, wide & unbothered. " you came, " he says, surprisingly soft. " how strange. " / @playb0thsides.
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there's blood on his collar, but he doesn't seem to notice. or maybe he just doesn't care. " don’t worry, it’s not mine, " words are spoken with a smile that isn't meant to be reassuring. " but if it was . . . would that make a difference to you ? " / @tulgeyhost.
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there's blood on his hands, but it isn't fresh. old, dried, & cracked between the creases of his knuckles, as if it's been there a while — as if he forgot it existed. he holds one palm out toward the other like a question. or maybe a riddle. his lips twitch into something almost like a smile. " does it scare you ? " / @thessence.
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a single rose rests on the other's seat, petals blackened with frost. mystery follows after, scent of incense & perfume clinging to his coat. " i saw it & thought of you, " he finally says, as if that explains anything. a beat passes. " . . . you don't mind withering things, do you ? " / @yoobiins.
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hi all, with that nasty blog circulating, i wanted to post a friendly reminder that you can block from your tumblr settings. * EDIT: sorry for the vague context, please do not click this blog, there is animal death & gore present.
after clicking blog settings, just scroll until you see blocked tumblrs.
then click the pencil icon & you can type the url. @/fucktrpc.
* EDIT : HOW TO BLOCK ON MOBILE




EDIT : PLEASE REPORT BEFORE BLOCKING ; excerpt from @/drakyns.
you Can report this blog even without going directly to their webpage specifically. it's a bit of a workaround since /i/ personally went on their blog to report everything manually, but here's what other blogs can do to not be subjected to triggering images.
TO REPORT THE BLOG, please go to this link: https://www.tumblr.com/abuse/start?prefill=eyJwb3N0IjpudWxsLCJ1cmxyZXBvcnRpbmciOiJodHRwczovL3d3dy50dW1ibHIuY29tL2Z1Y2t0cnBjIiwidHVtYmxlbG9nIjoiZnVja3RycGMiLCJjb250ZXh0IjoiYmxvZyJ9
PLEASE UNSELECT "BLOCK" > Report something else > Gore, mutilation or bestiality OR Suspected terrorism (these are the main ones Tumblr's system prioritises).
in the "Content you're reporting" section, please include the following link: https://www.tumblr.com/fucktrpc/789264682648240128 (note that this is their latest post; kindly do not open it in another tab, but rather simply include it in your report).
press Submit.
and then you can block them from your dashboard settings!
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okay. gwi-ma is @soulsfeasted ( lucky bastard got his own blog, poor haneul ). carrd is up, wrote up his bio + all his verses but his blog is very bare bones. real edits to come but i need to sleep so it'll be a tomorrow thing hehe <3
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he's crouched in the corner of the practice room, surrounded by the echo of past routines & the faint thrum of music still leaking from the speakers. eyes gleam under low lashes, watching without blinking, without speaking. eventually, he moves — just enough to pat the space beside him. invitation or trap, who's to say. / @jimseung.
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okay. gwi-ma is @soulsfeasted ( lucky bastard got his own blog, poor haneul ). carrd is up, wrote up his bio + all his verses but his blog is very bare bones. real edits to come but i need to sleep so it'll be a tomorrow thing hehe <3
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