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Do not let them consume you. They don’t define who you are.

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don’t jokeship with me because 2 hours later i’ll have feels for the pairing.

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hell yeah we have icons made for the blog + an actual header. i’ll be making more icons this week and getting replies out slowly. reminder that just because i use icons sometimes does not mean you have to as well!

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can you believe.... riot stole from Crypton Media.... Len Kagamine is a playable character now folks.

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aging.

Bel ages much slower physically due to being half demon. Merla expects her life span will be around 150 years.

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                                    moodboard meme

send me one of the following symbols and i’ll make a moodboard for my character.

✿ for a general moodboard about my muse

💛 for a moodboard about our muses’ relationship

❤  for a moodboard about a romantic relationship of my muse 

💗 for a moodboard about another significant relationship in my muse’s life

💕  for a moodboard on my muse’s view on romantic and/or sexual relationships 

👗 for a moodboard about my muse’s fashion style

👶 for a moodboard about my muse’s childhood

🏠  for a moodboard about my muse’s home aesthetics

🍕 for a moodboard about my muse’s favorite foods

👮 for a moodboard about my muse’s occupation

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Let Ori… cuddle.

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“I like you!”

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Red + Cloak + Pagan + Witch Moodboard requested by @starlight-so-bright

(Requests Are Open!)

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She twirled a coin between her first two fingers. Once every four seconds, the known time courtesy of the raven watching, who was getting a tad annoyed with it. Merla kept telling Belyana to spend her earned money, which was why she was in the pub anyway. While she spent a fair amount of time in Bilgewater--it was a great place to buy outlawed books--she still hadn’t tried drinking there. Maybe it was fear of the other drunkards. 

That particular night, Belyana’s dark eyes were trained on a tired-looking woman with the most peculiar hair. More accurately, looking at the men who were watching her. Bel had been watching for some time now, busying her hands with the coin. ‘That’s it,’ the blonde concluded to herself, approaching the stranger with a small clearing of her throat.

“I’m sorry to interrupt your time, miss, but are you aware that there have been three men... eyeing you up, for lack of better words?”

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It wasn’t easy, playing the game of stowaway. It had taken almost three days to figure out when she could have gotten on a ship on its way to Ionia--even harder was hiding from the crew. The trip itself wasn’t too terribly long, and it was easy to get off the ship, off the docks and into the town of Zhyunia. It was a perfect place for Belyana to start looking for new books and scrolls: trades seemed to be ongoing all around her. 

Even better was the scenery. When she sat down by the forest, a sense of peace filled her from head to toe. Even Merla seemed to be calmer, resting atop Bel’s shoulder and leaning into the cropped blonde. When the time came to start looking around once more, the girl in red made her way into what seemed like the main market center, different accents filling her ears. Merla would croon at a conversation without telling Bel what was said, other parts of conversations ready to be picked apart by the mage. 

She shook her head and stopped at a fruit stand, the ripe gems calling to the hungry girl. “What do you say, Merla? Want to split something?” She murmured lowly to the raven, who seemed to be focused elsewhere.