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[polisena-art]

Posing practice with Panchito and music lyrics as inspo! José ver

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[gwldcnz]

🍓╰ 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 ⸻ by clicking the source link or here you’ll find #070 gifs of the talented sam claflin (british, 1986) as finnick odair in hunger games: catching fire (2013). all of these gifs were made by me from scratch only for roleplay purposes. please, like&reblog this post if you find this useful in any way !

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[tysonfurybattlepass]

I saw this and it reminded me of Meg

sigh.

[battleram-skirmisher-fr]

God, if I had the funds I'd sponsor a banescale accent&skin making event like how 888 sponsored Rockbreaker's skins that one year

[jadelemonadee]

idk

[harpershigh]

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💣 FUCK FALDORN 🍃

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😡 BLOW UP YOUR OWN ASS FALDORN !!!

Who is Faldorn ?

For the blind, she's blindness

For the hungry, she's hunger

For the dead, she's death

For the ill, she's illness

For the prisoner, she's life sentence

For the lonely, she's loneliness

For the traveler, she's a broken compass

For me, she's nothing.

💥 FUCK FALDORN 🔥

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JAHEIRA SQUAD 👊👊👊👊

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😡 VAI TOMAR NO CU FALDORN

EI FALDORN! VAI TOMA NO CU 😡

EI FALDORN! VAI TOMA NO CU!

FALDORN É MINHA PIKA🍆🖕

JAHEIRA RAINHA 👑

FALDORN NADINHA 🚫

[slightlyunconventional]

its 2am and op needs sleep (2.1k)

hi d/abihawks nation here is your food for the day (more to come in the foreseeable) aaand yeah. this is from an ask i got that i didn’t answer with this because it had three parts to it and i wanted to actually do all three ?? idk. anyway if youre the anon who asked for d/abi inducing with his piercings then this is for you :)

The fuck kind of time to wake up is this? Dabi thought, squinting at the digital alarm clock beside the bed. 4:16AM, it reads. Still dazed, he rolled over with a huff and got ready to go the fuck back to sleep - until it hit him.

“Jesus fucking Christ-” he hissed, as an itch that felt like wildfire crashed into his sinuses like a freight train, rendering him unable to form a coherent thought for a good few seconds. He sat up. The motion somehow made the burn triple in intensity. He scrunched up his nose forcefully, waiting for it to succumb, for the itch to peak, but it didn’t. It felt like it was taking over his entire face, an incessant buzzing that wouldn’t back down, half-closing his eyes and forcing him to keep his nose held in a permanently-crinkled position. Dabi dared to rub at it, knuckles pushing back and forth rather aggressively, and instantly regretted what he’d done. The contact seemed to set alight a million different nerve endings, and he decided he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Fuck me,” Dabi managed to breathe out. He stood up and made his way to the bathroom, the whole way squinting against the inferno plaguing his nose. The burn was near unbearable now, like flames licking at the tender inner walls of his nostrils, yet still nothing came of it. Even switching on the horrendously bright bathroom light in Hawks’ apartment, which usually managed to tease a sneeze or two from him, had no effect. Christ, he just wanted to go back to sleep. Eyes narrowing further due to the harsh transition from dark to light, Dabi moved to the sink and turned on the faucet. With a deep breath in, he splashed the cold water on his face a few times, and gave his full face a rather aggressive scrub with both hands for good measure. He stood up to find it had done absolutely nothing, and now he just had a wet face. Awesome. Why, for the love of fuck, was this happening? he thought in frustration. Could it have picked a more inconvenient time?

He grabbed a towel and dried off his face, rubbing with particular force at his nose (though still keeping low expectations that it would actually make a damn difference). The itch burned with ferocity, but remained stagnant; Dabi just wished it would either do something or piss off. For a man who normally despised sneezing - everything about it, the feeling, the loss of control, the vulnerability of it all - he seemed pretty desperate to do it now. He was running out of options, and he sure as hell wasn’t about to go wake up Hawks and make him stick a feather up his nose. There was probably a box of tissues in here, somewhere, he was sure, judging by how awful Hawks’ allergies got in the spring… bingo. It didn’t take long to find, just a few moments of staring into the medicine cupboard with one hand knuckling absently at the side of his nose. The dark-haired man pulled a few from the box, irritated, and sat down on the edge of the bathtub. The ever-present itch had his nostrils practically pulsing with need, and a handful of tissues suddenly pushed up to his nose really didn’t help. Hell, it was almost stinging now, and it was torturous.

“Shit,” Dabi breathed, as he began to rub his nose in slow, deliberate circles through the tissues. The sensation was all-consuming - he became completely laser-focused on the way the itch prickled ever so slightly with his movements. It was like the light at the end of a tunnel. He just had to will it to rise in intensity, just enough to make him– “...h-hhuh!” His breath caught, even if only slightly. Fuck, he was close, so damn close. In his mind he was begging for it, for relief, and he daren’t even move, for fear of losing the– damn it. The sting backed down just as quickly as it had come about, forcing Dabi to let out the breath he was holding in a short, irritated sigh. He couldn’t just go back to bed, not while this itch was still wreaking havoc in his face. But, it wasn’t like he had many choices left. The only thing he knew that really set him off was cats, and he was fairly sure bathrooms didn’t come preinstalled with a litter of kittens. Stubborn as ever, he refused to just give up and go sleep again - but what could he really do? Sit and wait it out, hoping it would just go away? Or go back to trying to make himself- hold on. Dabi suddenly remembered the absolute mess he’d been when he first pierced his nose (in this very bathroom, as a matter of fact). The needle had hardly been halfway through the cartilage before his chest was stuttering with rapid hitching breaths that had very quickly turned into fits of desperately itchy (and bloody) sneezes, untameable to the point where he had no input in the, well, output. He’d simply had to sit and let them barrel through him in awful tickly waves. He didn’t know why he’d sat through three rounds of that just for a triple nose piercing. One would have been plenty. 

Dabi pushed himself up from the edge of the bath, binned his tissues, and moved back to the sink. He stared at himself in the mirror for a moment, running a tired hand over his face and sighing. His hand brushed lightly against the side of his nose, sending jolts up his sinuses, and he decided he couldn’t tolerate another second of such torment. The thought to pierce his nose again flitted briefly through Dabi’s mind, but was quickly dismissed. Imagine how that would go down. “Hey, you’ve got another piercing,” Hawks would say. “Oh, yeah, I had to sneeze really fucking badly last night so I did what any sane person would do - gave myself a fourth nose piercing!” Dabi rolled his eyes at the thought. He went for the next best thing - messing around with his current piercings to try and make something happen.

He leaned in closer to the bathroom mirror, well aware that he looked an absolute sight for sore eyes, red-rimmed nostrils and an oversized t-shirt hanging awkwardly around his frame proving an… interesting combination. Christ, what am I doing, he thought, as he took a silver stud between his fingers and began to twist it - and, hell, the effect was instantaneous. Immediately, the tickle reared its head, intensified tenfold from before, and all but consumed him. There was nothing he could do to stop his jaw from slackening, his eyes from fluttering shut, his nostrils from flaring to nearly twice their size– “Shit, shit, s-shiihh–!”

Breaths rising in his chest, pitchy and desperate, Dabi let out a string of curses and stumbled backward, almost losing his balance as the need to sneeze took over him such that he couldn’t possibly think about anything else. He braced a hand against the edge of the sink to keep upright, drew in an immense gasp, and pitched forward at the waist– “hh’hhahH’DDSHHhhew! Hohhh, God, fuck me…” The sneeze that followed was harsh, scraping, and instantly relieving. But Dabi soon found that he was nowhere near done, and snapped forward with a trio of back-to-back sneezes, equally intense as the first.

“huhH’HDJJSHHh! ‘gGKSHHh’uh! hah’DSHHh’iew!” He straightened up to try and catch his breath, but his nose tingled in a way which meant there was guaranteed to be more sneezing to come. He was about to cast his gaze up to the light fixture on the ceiling to try and coax it out prematurely, until he saw a glimpse of red in his peripheral vision - Hawks. Shit. How long had he been standing there? Dabi looked at him, unsure of what to say. The hero was sure to have a barrage of questions for him, he could already imagine it: Are you getting sick? Allergic to something? Oh my god–is it me? Did I use a new… something? I’m so sorry, are you okay? He was leaning on the doorframe in a loose-fitting shirt that Dabi had sacrificed (cut holes in the back of to accommodate Hawks’ wings) and wearing an expression that was a blend of sympathy and amusement. Dabi opened his mouth to speak.

“Bless you,” Hawks said, with a lopsided smile, before Dabi had the chance to say anything.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean t-to… wake you up,” he replied. Fuck, he still needed to sneeze.

Hawks exhaled a little laugh. “It’s okay. You were sneezing pretty damn loudly, it would have been hard not to.” He took a few steps forward and wrapped his hands around Dabi’s arm, absentmindedly rubbing tiny circles with his thumbs.

“Are you okay?” he asked, more of that sympathy now shining through. As predicted, questions. “Yeah, I– fuck, I-I, hhah– needtosneezeagaiihHGKSHHhew!” He sniffled, then used his free hand to rub his nose, hard. “No idea what it is, just… started.” At least it was partially true. He did have no idea what it was, but he wasn’t about to admit to Hawks that he’d actually been trying to make himself sneeze for the best part of half an hour. Hawks frowned. “Bless you,” he said again. “You aren’t sick? A cold, maybe?” There it was again. “No, dumbass, it’s May.” “Who says you can’t get colds when it’s not winter? I get colds when it’s not winter!” Hawks said indignantly. Dabi huffed a laugh. “Yeah, that’s you though. Your immune system’s shi-sh-hhahH’dDTSHHh’uh! Shit.” “Shut up,” Hawks said, swatting his arm. “Sounds pretty itchy.” Dabi pulled a face at that. “Sounds itchy? How can– how– Jesus, fuck, always when I’m trying to t-talk…” “Bless you-!” Hawks said prematurely, tipping his head to the side. “-hhHRRSHHHhew!” The smile on Hawks’ face widened. God, Dabi had thought this would just be one and done, but now he couldn’t seem to stop. It was as if he’d opened some metaphorical floodgates in his sinuses just by twisting his nose studs a bit, and released sneeze after terribly violent sneeze. It would be infinitely easier to deal with without his overly enthusiastic witness, that was for certain. He couldn’t say it wasn’t at least a little endearing, though, in some bizarre way. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you sneeze this much before,” observed Hawks, in such a tone that made the statement sound like it was some earth shattering discovery (It wasn’t. Dabi was eternally thankful that Hawks had never bore witness to the explosive fits he got when cats were part of the equation).

From behind the hand scrubbing at his still-burning nose, Dabi raised an eyebrow. “Right…?” he said slowly, “Is that supposed to h-hah–!” This was getting ridiculous. He pinched his nose tightly, brows furrowed and eyes nearly shut. Absolutely not. “There’s no point holding it in now that I’m awake, you know,” Hawks said, a mildly teasing tone creeping into his voice. “Just wanna get a full f-fucking… hhuh– sentence out-! hh’ehHDSZZHhew! h-hhH’RSCHhh’uh!” “Bless you, bless you,” Hawks moved closer towards Dabi, evidently starting to feel drowsy again after having been out of bed, judging by the way he rubbed lazily at his eyes with one hand. “What were you gonna say?” “What?” “Before you sneezed again. What were you gonna say?” Dabi averted his eyes. “I don’t remember.” Hawks snickered quietly. “S’okay… you gonna come back to bed? I’m getting cold,” he said, his head now resting on Dabi’s arm. “Not your personal heater,” was the response, punctuated with an irritated sniffle. Hawks shook his head. “Whatever.”

“Even so, I don’t think you’d really want, well…” Dabi gestured vaguely at his face. He didn’t particularly want to say it out loud. “I don’t mind,” the hero replied softly, “I just want you to get some sleep. Besides, the pink nose is a cute look on you.” He added the last part with a wink, and it earned him a rather affronted scoff and a flick to the forehead. “Fine, let me just–” Dabi pulled a couple of tissues from the box and blew his nose with some force. It seemed to shift something high in his sinuses, which of course triggered a sneeze. The floodgates really had opened. “hh’hehHDDSHHhiew! Jesus Christ, can’t catch a break…” Hawks hummed. “Bless you,” he mumbled again, before starting to lead Dabi out of the bathroom and back to their bed. He paused, however, halfway to the door, and turned around. With a nod towards the tissue box on the counter, he said, “You’d better bring those with you.”

[meep-meep-richie]

My focus is just them😍

[felicitykings]

EASTENDERS (1985- ) ↳ 31.12.2007 | 01.01.2008

[leadingrebel]

Blind spots on a map

Word count: 4563

Summary:

There’s only specialists and fairies in Alfea and he’s definitely not a fairy.

So be a specialist or be nothing.

[Six places in Alfea / Six feelings of Riven's]

[Read on AO3]

[gwldcnz]

ꗃ ╰ 𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 ⸻ MASTERLIST DE EXPRESSÕES FACIAIS!

pra tornar a escrita um pouco mais fluida ao interpretar o seu personagem e evitar utilizar termos “engessados” que sequer transparecem a real intenção e sentimento que o seu personagem deseja demonstrar naquele momento, segue abaixo +100 expressões faciais divididas conforme um ser humano as demonstra em seu rosto (relacionadas às sobrancelhas e olhos, nariz, boca, mudança local de tonalidade de pele, face inteira). não esqueçam de checar as minhas masterlists de hábitos, manias e trejeitos e a de maus hábitos! espero que gostem!

OLHOS E SOBRANCELHAS

seus olhos se arregalaram suas pálpebras caíram sobre os olhos seus olhos se estreitaram seus olhos brilharam seus olhos dispararam ele semicerrou os olhos ela piscou ele espiou seus olhos ardiam com / por causa (…) seus olhos brilharam com / por causa (…) (...) brilhou em seus olhos os cantos dos olhos dele enrugaram ela revirou os olhos lágrimas encheram seus olhos seus olhos se encheram de lágrimas seus olhos nadaram em lágrimas seus olhos estavam molhados seus olhos brilharam de lágrimas lágrimas brilharam em seus olhos lágrimas brotaram de seus olhos seus olhos estavam brilhantes ele estava lutando contra as lágrimas lágrimas escorreram por seu rosto seus olhos se fecharam ela apertou os olhos ele fechou os olhos seus cílios tremularam sua testa enrugou sua testa franziu uma linha apareceu entre suas sobrancelhas suas sobrancelhas se juntaram suas sobrancelhas se ergueram ela levantou uma sobrancelha seus olhos a avaliaram os olhos dela perfuraram ele seus olhos examinaram seus olhos estudaram ela ficou boquiaberta olhou maliciosamente suas pupilas (estavam) dilatadas suas pupilas tremularam

NARIZ

seu nariz enrugou suas narinas dilataram ela empinou o nariz no ar ele cheirou ela fungou ele franziu o nariz ao sentir o cheiro

BOCA

ela sorriu sua boca se curvou em um sorriso os cantos de sua boca se levantaram o canto da boca dele se curvou um canto de sua boca se elevou sua boca se contraiu ele deu um meio sorriso ela deu um sorriso torto ele estampou um sorriso no rosto ela forçou um sorriso ele fingiu um sorriso o sorriso desapareceu o sorriso escorregou de seus lábios ele franziu os lábios ela fez beicinho sua boca se fechou ela uniu os lábios num pequeno bico sua boca formou uma linha dura ele apertou os lábios ela mordeu o lábio ele prendeu o lábio inferior entre os dentes ela mordiscou o lábio inferior ele mordeu o lábio inferior cerrou sua mandíbula sua mandíbula se tornou ainda mais definida sua mandíbula se contraiu ele cerrou o queixo seus lábios recuaram em um rosnado sua boca se abriu em surpresa ele semicerrou os lábios ele cerrou os dentes seus dentes rangeram seu lábio inferior tremia seus lábios tremiam seu lábio inferior tremulou seus dentes arranharam seus lábios

PELE

ela empalideceu sua pele encaneceu ela branqueou a cor desapareceu de seu rosto seu rosto ficou vermelho suas bochechas ficaram rosadas seu rosto adquiriu um tom avermelhado ele corou o rosto dele ficou avermelhado seu rosto ficou escarlate um rubor subiu em seu rosto

ROSTO INTEIRO

ele fez uma careta os músculos do rosto se franziram sua expressão estremeceu a expressão carrancuda veio à tona todo o seu rosto se iluminou sua face se abrilhantou sua expressão era indecifrável seu rosto se contorceu sua expressão se fechou sua expressão endureceu a admiração transformou seu rosto o medo cruzou seu rosto tristeza nublou suas feições o terror tomou conta de seu rosto o reconhecimento surgiu em sua face a desconfiança desenhou-se em seu rosto

[happy10thousandyears]

stamp designs

[phalanghq]

Olá, tag!

Sabemos que escolher um fc tailandês pode ser desafiador para quem não está familiarizado com a mídia tailandesa, especialmente na hora de escolher um faceclaim que não tenha restrições para suas personagens. Pensando nisso, criamos duas masterlists visuais de FCs tailandeses para facilitar este processo na hora de aplicar por aqui, ou em qualquer outra comunidade com nossos queridos thai. Vem conferir!

Nos links, você encontrará uma lista dinâmica e atualizada periodicamente, contendo faceclaims disponíveis para uso (sem restrições de imagem ou grandes escândalos midiáticos). Cada entrada inclui informações como foto, nome, aniversário e signo (este último escolhido pela influência que tem na cultura tailandesa), ajudando você a fazer a melhor escolha de uma carinha para sua personagem. Acompanhe as listas:

FEMALE THAI FC'S

MALE THAI FC'S

Disclaimer:

· Esta lista pode ou não ser alterada por motivos diversos, tais como: Restrição do artista, comentários de ódio ou comportamentos inadequados, etc.

· Apesar da pesquisa, deixe-nos saber se você identificar algum artista que não permite o seu uso para rp que acabou sendo citado por aqui.

· Este arquivo contém alguns rostos tirados do diretório de thai fcs do tumblr @sakurajjam (obrigada pela liberação, sakurinhas), assim como alguns outros encontrados em pesquisa pela moderação do rp Phalang Paradise.

· Qualquer dúvida ou sugestão pode ser enviada para nossa askbox e responderemos com muito carinho!

[umamia40kg]

Você já pensou em fazer grupos de an4 ou até mesmo um canal pra compartilhar dicas?

oii, desculpa a demora pra responder, tá muito corrido aqui. Mas já pensei sim, porém não conheço muitas anas/mias, já procurei grupos para eu entrar, mas sem sucesso. Mas, podemos nos programar e criar um algum diaa

[hngggprettymen]

[ellieesblog]

Incase anyone was curious. I've seen this alot on T. So thought I'd try