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i’m at @7theaven   !

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i’m at @7theaven   !

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time to fully return !

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 格闘家っぽいの *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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thank   you   everyone   for   the   sweet   reception  !

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i live again .

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❛         𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈,      i      didn’t      realize      you      were      talking      to      me.         can      you      repeat      that ?         ❜         //   7theaven.

 a          question - mark    (    ？  )      pops     out     of      the     slight     cant     of   her   skull,        it      delays      her      𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍       of        their        a͟s͟s͟i͟g͟n͟m͟e͟n͟t͟    script,             ensuing      traits       of       concern      that      captures       Tifa’s     𝙷𝙴𝙴𝙳.        ❛     you    okay   ?           [    the    tilt    perpetuates   its   𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫   charm   in   a    bop  ]          you   seem   to   have   a   lot   in   your   mind     . . .    ❜     

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she  ...

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SEASONAL  AESTHETICS  . bold  what  applies  to  your  muse     /     repost,  don’t  reblog  !

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑.   a chill right down to the bones.    tobogganing.    teeth chattering.    sleeping all day.   sitting by the fireplace.    spending time with family.    layered clothing. seeing another’s breath.  loving the cold.    a state of inactivity.   cold hands.    blistering winds shaking the closed windows.    a bookcase full of brand new books and all of the time in the world to read them.   cable knit socks.   a bitter remark. a log cabin in the middle of nowhere.   hating the cold.    full-length windows to peer out of. pale skin.  deep conversations.    watching the snow fall. sharp edges.   hot cocoa.    smelling every candle in the store.   a wild snow storm. melancholy.    lighting candles around the bathtub.    snow globes.   expressing yourself but never finding quite the right words. the softest of blankets.  liking, but not loving something or someone.

𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.     the smell after it rains. being in control of yourself.  a soft breeze blowing your hair. lightning when it strikes.    cherry blossoms.    bright mornings.  the first sign of hope.    the relief of finding something you lost.    paris in the spring.  birds chirping.    the art of growing.   a kiss on the cheek.   the clap of thunder.    a tornado in the valley. smiling at a stranger.  planning.   saccharine pinks.    making promises.  trying something new.   hugs when you need them most.  a bee sting.  sitting on the steps of the met.  coming inside drenched from the thunderstorm. picnics on a red checkered blanket in the new sun.   that feeling you get when you put on a good dress.    a long hike.  rushing when you can take your time.   going to the gym at ungodly hours.  excitement for what’s coming.   becoming yourself.    rain boots.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑.     lanterns lit around a campfire.   seeing the sunrise like its the first time again and again. melting ice cream.   the warmth of sun rays upon skin.  fireworks.   the feeling of never wanting something to end. beach days.    the lone blow up floaty left in the pool, drifting with the warm nights breeze and nothing else.    music blasting at 3am, loud and proud. palms trees on sunset boulevard.  longer days and shorter nights. wanderlust.  nights spent staring at the stars.    sand castles.    road trips.    blood orange sunsets. leaving the laundry to hang outside. flowers in bloom.    sneaking out of your room late at night.  pure contentment.   barefoot in the sand. the street lights coming on.   the sound of the ocean in a seashell. freshly squeezed lemonade. loose clothing.   a cannonball into the pool.    sunflowers. the hazy pink before dusk.   relaxation.

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋.   the leaves changing colors. a heavy backpack.    the smell of old books.   eating until you’re stuffed.    deep, dark woods. the silence in loudness.  abandoned houses.   ripped jeans.    crunching leaves beneath feet.   feeling like you’ve been somewhere before. sitting at a bay window.  having endless amount of homework.    charcoal drawings.   screaming into a pillow as loud as you can.   pumpkin patches. creaky floorboards.  accepting that some things do have to change.   museums.  small talk.  being ignored.    procrastinating.   a door slamming shut.   going to bed early.   baking pies.   the fear of walking alone in the dark.  feeling completely and terribly lost. a twig snapping.  crisp, cool days. belly laughter.    converse.    foggy mornings at the shoreline.  writing a daily entry in a journal.   a lonely day.

𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 : @kagomiko  (  thank you cutie  !  ) 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 : im so rusty  . . .  if you’re reading this, you’re automatically tagged.

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my love, you are made of so much more than stardust, or iron, or steel.

you are made of heart. 

— you are made of tender // p.s.

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24/∞ 540px gifs of Tifa

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i live

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⊹  ·       (  yukikorogashi  )       ▬▬            𝑖𝑡𝑠𝑢𝑘𝑖  .     

❄️ @7theaven· gets a Starter! ❄️

   AND UP SHE POPS INTO VIEW, like a LITTLE DAISY that had gotten its first ever taste of SUNLIGHT. If there was any work to be done, Itsuki was your girl! Wanting to do everything that she could to aid all those around her– as well as earn and save every bit of GIL that she could from each job. Progress was slow, but steady, nonetheless. As the little one  and her grandmother worked hard in rebuilding their FAMILY’S BELOVED FARM, and restore it to its former glory. While it hadn’t been her intention to startle anyone, such enthusiasm could have certainly caught anyone off guard, especially during this early in the morning.   

   “Howdy, sis! Is there anythin ah can help out wit’ taday?”

𝐀𝐔𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐄  𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓     into      those      effulgent     shafts      slinking      into     reflective      surfaces      of      its      vent - sliders,       ripple - folder     cotton     veils      obfuscating     their     gleam      and     with    its     translucence     still     spruces     a     N͟A͟T͟U͟R͟A͟L͟ ͟L͟I͟G͟H͟T͟.         Behind    the    counter    there’s    Tifa     sorting    tumblers    for    a    tidy   spot,    the    creak    sprung    from    S͟E͟V͟E͟N͟T͟H͟ ͟H͟E͟A͟V͟E͟N͟'͟S͟     double   wooden   doors    annunciates    Itsuki’s    arrival     which    impelled     the     barmaid     to    peek     over     her    scapula.       ❛    𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆    !       (   harmonic   timbre   synces   to   her   crescent  shape   features  )       you’re    up    early.     ❜           frame     subtly     twirls     to     coordinate     their     range    of    view     conserving     that     active     energy     to     not     waste    a    minute.     

 ❛    how     about     some     table     arrangements   ？      (   ducks    to    attain     the     coasters    &     tiny   vessels    to    serve    as    cylinder   flower   vases  )      your   grandma   told   me   you   have   a   good   eye    for   settings     (   lifts  gracefully  in  the  guise  of  a  blossom  sprouting  )     since   Aerith   brought   us   some   flowers,    I   think  is  the  perfect  timing  to  arrange  them.   ❜

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being a brazilian woman is a nightmare

tw: rape!!!

i know this has nothing to do with this blog but i need to talk about this.

a brazilian influencer was raped by a businessman in 2018 while working to promote a luxury beach club in florianópolis. she was drugged, abandoned by her friends (who later made fun of her) and raped. 

she decided to speak up and report him and let me tell you, she has proof. medical exams, witnesses, security videos from the beach club (in which she’s visibly drunk/on drugs, barely standing up straight, and we can see him by her side).

the trial had been going on for 2 years. the rapist, andré de camargo aranha, white, rich and with some very powerful connections, hired one of the most expensive lawyers in santa catarina (and also known for defending big far-right activists) who humiliated the victim, showing pictures of her in a bikini (the olddddddd ridiculous tactic), making fun of her while she cried, calling her tears fake and accusing her of lying to get followers (she lost her instagram account, her job, her friends. she spent the last 2 years living for therapy appointments and the case. this makes no fucking sense).

he was first considered guilty, then innocent, and now he was sentenced with something along the lines of… unintentional rape? 

no, that is not a valid sentence. we don’t have that in the constitution. what we do have is “estupro de vulnerável”, when someone rapes a minor or an unconscious/drugged/drunk person (or anyone who is unable to consent), and that should be the final sentence. not a made up word so you won’t make powerful people angry.

all of this makes me feel sad and tired and defeated and TERRIFIED because of the precedent it creates. i honestly wanna die. the last bit of me that believed in justice died today. i need to study today but i don’t think i’ll be able to.

i just hope this girl has peace. in life. because they sure are trying to kill her.

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WHAT KIND OF MONSTER ARE YOU ?

𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅

you  are  the  werewolf.  Your  greatest  attribute  is  your    I͟N͟C͟R͟E͟D͟I͟B͟L͟E͟ ͟ ͟F͟I͟T͟N͟E͟S͟S͟.   You  are  an  amazing  athlete,  and  your  strength,  speed,  and  endurance  have  given  you  a  real  edge.  You  are  a  child  of  nature,  your  symbol  is  the  moon,  and  your  season  is  spring.  Your  friends  and  family  are  both  very  important  to  you.  Your  family  is  your  rock,  and  you  would  do  anything  for  those  you  love.  Your  instincts  are  what  make  you  such  an  incredible  leader.  You  have  the  most  in  common  with  the  Skinwalker  and  the  wendigo.  Werewolf  folklore  is  told  all  over  the  world.  Wherever  there  are  wolves,  stories  of  werewolf  exist.  However,  werewolves  are  most  famous  in  Europe  with  many  stories  originating  from  France.  Werewolves  are  humans  that  have  the  ability  to  change  into  wolves  or  wolf  human  hybrids.  whether  done  willingly  or  through  a  curse.

𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 : @kagomiko   ( ty cutie ! )     𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 :   @argxntcm  .   @bllakcat  .  @endurvor  .  @fulgensun  .  @hercbled  ( feel free to do for remy ! )   .  @drakainaea  .  @leadingmcn  .  @limitbroke  ( feel free to do in any of your amazing blogs )  .   @webslings   .  @recadia  .  @onevvinged   .  @yukikorogashi​  ( itsuki ! )   &   you   !

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MAKE ME CHOOSE (for @lukespaterson) noctis lucis caelum or tifa lockhart

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⊹  ·       (  webslings·  )       ▬▬            𝑝𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑒𝑟  .    

TIRED EYES WATCHED THE CONCERN FILL HER FEATURES, lips curling to form their smile of PRIDE & GRATITUDE. His body ached for respite, yet simply standing in the company of another who SHARED his goals brought comfort & solace— Avalanche & Spider-Man were allies until the planet was free from the grip of SHINRA’s suffocating fist. The people suffered & choked for fresh air— Their call being heeded by the vigilante who cared for them.❛No, no. Please. I want to help. I can’t let you have all the fun. ❜ A joke used to ease the tension that surrounded the topic of conversation— Whilst Avalanche stopped SHINRA from squeezing every drop out of the planet, Spider-Man made sure the people of the slums could SLEEP easily. His head quickly shook at the mention of finances— Despite his difficult situation, he would never let money get in the way of his RESPONSIBILITY. A hand full of callus waved off her statement.❛ I’m not doing it for the money. You need it more than I do. Come on, Tifa. Will you let me in on this one? It’s worth the risk. ❜

𝐃𝐄𝐉𝐀 𝐕𝐔            percolates           S͟e͟v͟e͟n͟t͟h͟ ͟H͟e͟a͟v͟e͟n͟ ’ s            milieu,        it     was     collateral     to      correlate       their      dialogues,        composed      by       similar     topic      wherein      𝙿𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁     is     settled     upon     the     stool     appealing     for     his    cooperation       ＆       𝚃𝙸𝙵𝙰     is      abaft     the     counter    unraveling    his    pledges.         ❛     your   kind   of   fun    is     rather    dangerous,    don’t   you   think    ？   ❜           slinks      in      an      amusing         pitch,       waltzing     its     sonority     deriving     out     of     chuckles.         Referring    to     a     syllogism,     its    epithet     does     infer     the     concept     of    a    heresy     against     every     shred     𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐑𝐀     had     tainted.        the      odds      may      be      beguiling,        regardless      of       how      A͟V͟A͟L͟A͟N͟C͟H͟E͟      precede,       they,    eventually,     teem     to     its   stealth.         ❛    Besides,  even  if  I  decline  I’m  sure  you’d  still  come  by      (   cranium    pops    askew    sweeping    satin-like    tresses    to    displace   )     isn’t   how    it   turned   out   the   other   times     ?     (   limbs   tangle    below    bust,    flaunting   a    subtle    simper    )      𝙹𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙴     filled  me  in   about   it.      ❜