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you know what i want for this loser ? a good ass fucking unrequited love dynamic because honestly i can see that so well for her.

one that doesn’t really cause all that frequent drama in shows and otomes and stuff you see everywhere but instead one that slowly ends up leading to the moment where she’s confronted about why she’s acting like such an ass or so visibly different.  probably when out drinking ( because it’s a frequent thing for her to do with friends or colleagues ) and she has a pretty good tolerance so it’s not like it’d be a drunk confession either. but more along the lines of pleasantly buzzed so it’s easy enough for the words to slip out unfiltered and  ( because she can just drown them in more shots ) goes on this tangent to explain it all and how it down right fucking boggles her mind and messes up her emotional state when they’re around---- and come on you love the person you’re, gonna admit at first, you got jealous, a little bitter maybe, that their s/o wasnt you.  but then i want her to admit that how that’s not even what matters anymore. she doesn’t give one flying fuck they don’t love her back: she just wants them to know that she does. and to not cliche like fuckin’ ruin their friendship. its unrequited too because i can also see her just not letting herself be in a relationship during her service. duty over personal endeavors ( and lots of other things ) is one of the core parts of her character.

but just give me the unrequited love where it ends in person b knowing person a loves them but doesn’t feel pressured or awkward to reciprocate them or stay in contact. let ‘em keep the friendship. and tbh? maybe even make it stronger. this bitch is gonna ride or die for you for her entire life now. god. what more could you want.

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‘ did i just blind you? good, good, good. it’ll give you the vision. ’ asdfds shamelessly pesters u on all my viii muses bc Why Not

buzzfeed unsolved sentence starters. accepting.

❛  yes ! that light’s fucking bright as hell !  ❜

everything leaves as a half-yelling venomous hiss. the palms of wrists and hands immediately and feebly rising to rub at her eyes through the backs of her eyelids, anything to try to relieve the singe of seeing bright dots in her vision. red lacquer lips are reeled back, baring teeth as she continuously releases sounds of displeasure  ( she’ll give him a vision next. preferably by whacking him with his own light source )  and agitation. like a bat brought out of a cave--- and with a heavy step forward she swings an arm back behind herself in dramatics.

❛ why would you even be waving it like that ?!  oh, just— ugh— just ugh !  ❜ // @swordslashing

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‘ no, it’s not an effective technique. it’s a way to get killed. ’

buzzfeed unsolved sentence starters. accepting.

❛  if that’s the case why do it ? honestly, what’s the point in trying to do something if you’ll just die during the event ?  ❜ 

he makes her jaw jerk--- mouth parted and tongue running over canines as she wiggles and grinds it from side to side. why the fuck would you try to die on purpose ? as soon as her eyes pick out him watching her she effectively snaps her mouth shut  ( lips pursed and scrunched up instead as arms cross )  and frowns: she hates staring. she hates how stupid and uncaring that might nearly sound. she hates that it might even concern her--- or at least, the parts of her that live to protect--- and it makes her nostrils flare. 

all this movement dictates in showing her being unsure of how to respond.

❛  you should act more confident about what you do--- even if it’s fake.  ❜ // @dutymade

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 ✰   —  —  —  BUZZFEED UNSOLVED SENTENCE STARTERS

‘  do you think we’re gonna die here tonight?  ’ ‘  it’s horrifying, chilling… just over all not good.  ’ ‘  should we just get this over with?  ’ ‘  he’s a fucking criminal.  ’ ‘  sharing is caring? meh, go fuck yourself.  ’ ‘  oh god, um… oh my god, i fucking hate this.  ’ ‘  stop banging on the door, you dick.  ’ ‘  what. the fuck. is wrong with you.  ’ ‘  i gotta be honest, this doesn’t really compel me very much.  ’ ‘  that was a joke that i made and then it formed your opinion on it.  ’ ‘  flip that switch. do you think that’s the murder switch?  ’ ‘  this is embarrassing. this is embarrassing for you, i think.  ’ ‘  no one’s ghost-proof.  ’ ‘  i’m ghost-proof.  ’ ‘  you’re not ghost-proof. you’re just an idiot who refuses to see proof.  ’ ‘  i’m ghost-proof, baby!  ’ ‘  that sounded like will smith!  ’ ‘  is will smith dead? has anyone checked the news?!  ’ ‘  the problem is if there’s something that attacks us down here, i’m going to hit my head on the ceiling and my skull will smash.  ’ ‘  alright, buddy. keep your wits about ya.  ’ ‘  let’s get the fuck out of here.  ’ ‘  i kind of just looked into places that would make me wanna die and i think this checks that box.  ’ ‘  did i just blind you? good, good, good. it’ll give you the vision.  ’ ‘  take a drink!  ’ ‘  i’m gonna get you all tanked.  ’ ‘  what do you expect? what insight are you trying to gather from here?  ’ ‘  maybe the noise is a little snake. can you imagine a little snake wrapped around a little pickaxe with a little hat on?  ’ ‘  i’m not trying to do that whole dismissive thing, but… i’m dismissing it.  ’ ‘  alright. alright, man. you just gotta chill.  ’ ‘  i thought ‘glory hole’ used to mean something very innocuous, though.  ’ ‘  it’s where the men fucked the earth hoping to impregnate it with gold.  ’ ‘  a bug flew up my nose.  ’ ‘  i think i’ve swallowed about six tablespoons of bugs at this point.  ’ ‘  it’s so silent aside from the bugs in my ears.  ’ ‘  a bat flew right behind you just now.  ’ ‘  that bat was straight-up going for your ass… it was an ass bat.  ’ ‘  dude, i’m so nervous.  ’ ‘  how can you be nervous with a beautiful sunset like that?  ’ ‘  there’s some pretty shitty things that have happened to people around here.  ’ ‘  can you even look at least a little bit worried?  ’ ‘  yeah, i’m fucking nervous, man. i feel like i’m gonna vomit.  ’ ‘  we’re all assholes here.  ’ ‘  i don’t know why i phrased it ‘lucky for us.’ i think i was feeling brave when i wrote this.  ’ ‘  yeah, this isn’t lucky for you at all.  ’ ‘  i’m gonna try and avoid saying ‘demon’ as much as i can.  ’ ‘  i’m not gonna let you goad me into this, i know what you’re trying to do.  ’ ‘  shut up. we’re moving on.  ’ ‘  you know what? i’m not trying to scare you, but… i got a bad feeling about this one.  ’ ‘  why are you unbuttoning your pants? we’re in public right now.  ’ ‘  oh… you’ve out-dumbed yourself.  ’ ‘  you know, i thought this was gonna be funny, but now i’m actually happy that i have it.  ’ ‘  i’m a whole other coin. just like a chill ass wheat-back penny.  ’ ‘  i’m doing it for the betterment of the science.  ’ ‘  any demons here? you got any demons out tonight? any horn-y boys or whatever they are.  ’ ‘  you may not like this… i’m gonna try to agitate it.  ’ ‘  you do what you gotta do and i’ll do what i gotta do.  ’ ‘  i’m just gonna be as crude as possible here.  ’ ‘  no, no, no. just right out of the gate. why build up?  ’ ‘  if you don’t believe then there’s nothing for you to be afraid of, right?  ’ ‘  you can be is big of a prick as you want, but i’m staying over here.  ’ ‘  if you want me off this bridge, you’re gonna have to kill me.  ’ ‘  nope! don’t loop me into your shit!  ’ ‘  stop looping me. i hate when you do this to me in demon places.  ’ ‘  i’m not part of his little charade.  ’ ‘  children will come here and tell tales about me.  ’ ‘  shut the fuck up – i’m gonna murder you.  ’ ‘  oh what a load of horse shit.  ’ ‘  oh, skip the theatrics and just go into it.  ’ ‘  if you want me off this bridge, you’re gonna have to throw me off.  ’ ‘  you gotta admit, that is an effective technique.  ’ ‘  no, it’s not an effective technique. it’s a way to get killed.  ’ ‘  that’s not how you get them, shut up.  ’ ‘  when’s the last time you ever walked into the dark woods?  ’ ‘  this is so much scarier than hunting fucking sasquatch.  ’ ‘  people usually feel overcome with emotion in here, like a violent emotion.  ’ ‘  give me a heads up if you start to feel murderous. i would appreciate that.  ’ ‘  by the way, these woods are also scary because of the people that might be in there.  ’ ‘  i mean, people are greater threats than demons or ghouls.  ’ ‘  i can’t fight, you can’t fight.  ’ ‘  you’re like one of those carwash floaty things that are out front just wiggling around.  ’ ‘  anyone doing up to no good out here?  ’ ‘  one of these times we’re gonna die.  ’ ‘  oh shit! there’s something over there. i don’t know what it is, but the bushes are moving.   ’ ‘  i just heard a scream.  ’ ‘  well, if we just make it seem like we’re in on it, like… we’re here for the cult stuff.  ’ ‘  we’re here for the cult stuff. we saw the ad on craigslist.  ’ ‘  it feels weird to even joke. i’m so fucking scared right now.  ’ ‘  oh sure they’d be hiding in the bushes. they’re cultists.  ’ ‘  i keep collecting spiderwebs on my face and now i’m just sort of immune to them. i’m just letting them accumulate.  ’ ‘  well, you are just a giant stick walking around.  ’ ‘  oh, this looks fun… an odd collection of branches. looks like a witch lair or something.  ’ ‘  hello? you can’t be doing occult stuff like this. it’s a weeknight.  ’ ‘  dude, wait. you’re fucking crazy.  ’ ‘  you need to chill. you need to chill out.  ’ ‘  hey man, it’s just a plant.  ’ ‘  we kicked goatman off the bridge, it’s ours now.  ’ ‘  goatman, are you out here in the woo– well, he’s out here in the woods ‘cause he’s not tending to his bridge.  ’ ‘  clearly. that’s why finders keepers and all that.  ’ ‘  hey, if there’s cultists out there… i gotta let you know, my pal has a water gun.  ’ ‘  i don’t like this, i don’t like this one bit.  ’ ‘  we are hearing noise from all sides at this point. it’s very blair witch.  ’ ‘  yeah, let’s leave.  ’ ‘  the name ‘steve’ doesn’t really strike fear into the heart.  ’ ‘  i’ll go along with this. fun gimmick.  ’ ‘  well demons, it’s been fun.  ’ ‘  as we snuff these candles so too do we snuff you from this mortal world, you fucking wimp.  ’ ‘  this bridge is officially mine. they’ll tell legends of me here.  ’ ‘  oh god, i feel like i’ve gone to the dark side.  ’ ‘  just gloat a little bit. this is a win for you.  ’

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There are countless stars glittering in our night sky. Take this quiz to find out what kind of star is calling to your muse.

Supergiant: Brave & Energetic  You're courageous, strong, and loyal. You're passionate about what you believe and will fight to the death to protect that. You're brave and natural born leader. You're also a protector and will do anything for those closest to you. You're decisive and never take no for an answer. You're always up for a challenge and never bow down to an opponent. People admire your strength and integrity. 

tagged by: @revivalisms tagging: honestly, if you wanna do it take it and say i tagged you.

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Because she competes with no one, no one can compete with her.

Lao Tzu, Verse 66 (via fyp-philosophy)

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3CE LIP GLOSS

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HI IM NOT FUCKIN DEAD.

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pick your battles. pick… pick fewer battles than that. put some battles back. that’s too many 

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VIROTE SRISATI !!

Thank goodness it was someone familiar. Had it not been Jangmi, Virote probably would’ve jumped out of his skin. He greeted his old companion with a bright smile, absolutely thrilled to see her again ( though, he did have to resist cheesing too hard. he might have missed her a tad too much, honestly. ) ❝Nothing too exciting. The Youth League is rebuilding Kilika, so I’ve been, like. I dunno. Trying to help? Moral support, stuff like that. Oh, I’m also sending? That’s a thing, now.❞

How long did they spend separated? So many things happened in such a short amount of time, causing Vi to lose track of the days that passed. Either way, it was just so good to see her. To see her face and hear her voice; considering the sad end to their pilgrimage together, they owed each other a few smiles. ❝How about you? Are you hunting spheres, or something? I hear that’s en vogue, now.❞

“ gotta say, can’t believe i’ve missed your commentary on things. but no--- too much drama around those, y’know ? n’ i’m not much for following trends. ”

pearly white teeth bare themselves in an open-mouthed smile--- the breathlessness of a small laugh escaping between parted lips and spare hand begins tapping knuckles along the edge of the table in a mindless tune. she had a problem when it came to settling down to stay in one place. weeks would become far too long for her, and she’d become agitated and antsy the longer it dragged on--- she needed to burn herself out. get the last burning fires of restlessness free that now reside as pleasant embers in the form of momentary vacations instead. she’d left not too long after he’d given up his pilgrimage: something she’d always felt bad about.

but a polite hum leaves her throat next, she’s glad virote is able to provide his home and it’s people with a strength they no doubt need to keep.

“  moral support huh ? the heavy lifting not your type of gig ? ”

the teasing never leaves her tone, as she has months and months of absence stacked up to make up for.

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HEADCANON: ON THE SUBJECT OF BIRTH PARENTS.

honestly, i’m probably going to take the time to elaborate on this in more depth later on, but currently i want to at least put something out in regards to this topic. i’m more than likely going to start with one parent at a time and with that being said:  it’s more beneficial to begin with her mother over her father.

when it comes to jangmi’s mother park hyesoo her feelings can best be described as angry and muddled.

currently, she holds no information whatsoever when it comes to hyesoo,---- her father being the only one of the two to come back into her life and that fact tied into how her mother so effortlessly gave jangmi up because she interfered with hyesoo’s job hits a sore and exceptionally sour spot in her body. she could understand if it was because her mother would be unable to properly care for an infant at that time, if she’d really thought about it enough to try. but the truth of the matter is: she didn’t. that wasn’t the case. at all. and it’d be an understatement to say jangmi as a result didn’t feel the slightest bit abandoned and unwated at that.

further unaware that during her time as a student at balamb garden her mother was often than not the doctor that treated her various wounds from training, accidents, and various missions. and by the time jangmi is able to piece the puzzle together and finally meet the woman who gave birth to her ( whatever the method may be ) it will be less than ideal. in hyesoo’s defense, there were of course, moments when she did feel guilty for her actions--- possibly even considered what would have happened if she’d kept her child--- but not enough to actually do something about it. and that’s where the heart of the issue stems:

jangmi isn’t sure whether to hold onto those felings of bitterness and anger: as she certainly has a right too, or if she should respect the fact her mother takes her job so seriously-- that she values duty so highly above all as jangmi has been drilled to do. she’s mad that her mother didn’t even try to raise her, to show such dedication to her own flesh and blood that she gives in everything else--- nor that she never tried to find her and apologize like her father, and she’s mad that she can’t decide how she should feel either.

now with the subject of her father, taesong, her emotions lie with hesitancy.

she’s softer on the approach with him considerably more than her mother, and the only true barrier that can be seen as unnecessary is her childish grudge. much like with her mother, but on a lesser degree, she’s bitter with him. unrightfully so, as the hostility and coldness he receives are the effects of the pent-up and unreleasable negativity for hyesoo. he’s currently the only outlet she has and the only real-by-blood-relative and that leaves him as the sole target.

the only thing both will have to overcome in the end is the fact they are estranged--- jangmi grew up within the home of her adoptive parents as a cheong family member, and through those years of her childhood they are her parents. not him. and certainly not hyesoo. he’s a stranger to her in all aspects, and as with the fact she is no longer a child, any ‘ bonding ’ and ‘ getting to know you ’ have become harder to keep going once initiated.

and when the time comes she will also have to face him with an apology of her own because of her cruelty.

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“You tried to kill me!”

“Don’t insult me. If I’d tried to kill you, you’d be dead.”

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That slam me down on the bed type shit, that grind on me and make me beg type shit.

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fingers find themselves lightly thumping the back of the shorter males head as she passes by him — a simple teasing trick often done to get the target to look one way while the offender appears from the other — a notion she could be most known for to those of her affections. by the time her former summoner has looked back she’s already sitting across from him, legs crossed and elbow propped against the table top. 

“ SO, how’s the new lifestyle treatin’ you ?  any exciting adventures while i was away ? ” // @revivalisms

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“ hey—— noel ? you wouldn’t happen to be going out towards the east sometime today would you ? ”

words are left with a tone of equanimity— not too curious nor too tentative. eyebrows are raised and arched high, fingers drumming along the waistband of her attire; anticipating his answer, most surely a question in rebuttal to her own. her mother is busy within the confines of multiple homes and locations throughout, and the reserves of needed necessities to treat health and wounds are dwindling, so the duty to restock and gather are left to much younger and able-bodied shoulders. of course, the study of healing takes time — so results and observations of practicing as a simple aid beside a more skillful set take a considerable amount of years — leaving only recent months to worry about weaponry and self-defense. she is unable to go alone to scavenge ( more so, not permitted to over unable ) and must be accompanied. such words will not come out easy though: as despite a momentary lack of skills of the physical confrontation sort, she is still prideful, and not so willing to admit such shortcomings in her character—

no, he will have to weasel such a confession out of her first. // @lazuliss

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