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Help i’m not active anymore here 😔🙏 just popping by to drop my tree

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Help i’m not active anymore here 😔🙏 just popping by to drop my tree

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Your blog is so pretty;;;

Thank you anon!! I’m glad my blog aesthetic looks pleasing.

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me when mika posts and i missed it so I start crying and bawling my eyes out as a result

ALSO HIII MIKAAA

-maki⭐️

HI MAKIIIIII IMY SM 🥹🥹🥹

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𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐄 ┊ 𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐋 𝐀.

┊Azul Ashengrotto x GN! Reader ┊Angst  ┊In which Azul asks (Name) for a dance... for old times sake. ┊CW : Angst, Argument, & Breakup. ┊Note : For any flashback to occur there will be an indicator marked before it. ┊Word Count: 1016

You always found the saying “For old times sake” somewhat poetic. Perhaps it was the way the words carried such yearning for the love that once was there, or perhaps it was the way those words held so much anguish that the feeling burned through the soul.

The meaning behind those words always fascinated you, and in all honesty, Azul never understood your fascination, he never understood the true depth those words held, he never understood the anguish he would feel uttering those wretched words to you.

He never understood until he had to say those words to you to simply buy more time. To steal your gaze one last time. To hold you in his arms before you left for your world.

Truth be told Azul never expected that he would need to say those words to you, for he always thought he could call you, his.

—FLASHBACK—

“Azul, you and I know damn well I can’t leave my whole fucking life behind for you.” You argued with him, as much as you loved him you can’t give up your life back in your world, after all, it was your entire life.

“What do you mean you can’t?! You promised me (Name)!” Azul fought back, anger and sorrow lacing his words.

“Azul—“

“NO, YOU PROMISED ME YOU’D STAY AND YOU WOULDN’T LEAVE ME LIKE THE REST—“

“WELL, THEN I LIED! I lied, okay Azul? That promise was only feasible at the time because it was before Crowley even knew it was possible to send me back home. It was when we weren’t sure I would even be able to go back!” You cried out, your chest heaving up and down as the adrenaline flowed through your veins.

“So what, you get a chance to go back to that damned world of yours and you immediately go and leave me?” Azul asks, his voice getting weaker.

“YES! Azul… I have friends and family back in my world, I have a whole life back in my world! Everything that practically ever raised me is back there!”

“And what about me (Name)? What about me?” Azul retorts, his voice cracking in the process.

“What about you Azul?! This is my life! If you think you have a say in whether I go back home or not then you’remistaken. I won’t let you dictate whether or not I stay in this twisted wonderland with you, Azul!” You spat out, your voice laced with hurt and venom.

Azul scoffed “So all that talk of you saying you loved me and that you wouldn’t dare abandon me like the rest was a lie, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, I suppose it was. Sevens I can’t believe I loved someone like you. Sometimes I yearn that our worlds never collided and that we were simply stars never to align.” You cursed, covering your face with your hands.

Oh. Oh.

Azul froze when you said that, you looked so cold and unforgiving as you uttered those words at him, you didn’t even look sorry as his eyes started to well up with tears. 

“You don’t mean that (Name)—“

“I think it’s time for you to go Azul.”

“(Name) please—“

“Get out Azul.”

“(Name) don’t do this please I—“

“GET OUT!”

—FLASHBACK END—

The day before you left he took his chance for a one last time, he appeared outside your dorm, a shell of what used to be a smug man.

“Care for a dance? For old times' sake?” He utters, his lips tremble in fear of rejection, in fear of not getting his one last time.

In all his life nothing has ever hurt him more than uttering those words to you and seeing the reluctance in your gaze. Seeing the way you’re about to say ‘no’ and shut the door on him. So like the pathetic man he is, he begs, he begs for a one last time.

“Please… I’ll beg if I must please I-, just one last dance (Name) that’s all I ask.”

You sigh, nodding as you give in to his sorrowful request, “For old times sake, Azul.”

He takes your hand and guides you to what used to be your spot, a place hidden along the coast of the Isle of Sages, a place he often took you to watch the sunset.

The hues of oranges started to illuminate the sky as you two swayed to the sounds of the ocean waves.

“…You know… I’m not going to get better without you…” Azul whispered, his voice shaky and teary.

“I know.” You whispered back, holding him softly to at least give him this solace.

“Is there anything I can do to change your mind?” He asks, pleading for a way to make you stay with him.

You shake your head, you’ve made up your mind, you were leaving him… you were going home.

Azul sighs as he looks at you, tears cascading down his face as his lips tremble “I love you (Name)…”

You look at him with pity in your eyes “I loved you too Azul…”

As you look over at the horizon you notice that the sun has almost set “Continue to admire the sunset for me Azul… after all the sunset is beautiful, isn’t it?” You say, pulling away from him, giving him one last apologetic smile. “I’m sorry…” You whisper, letting a single tear fall down your face.

And with that, he finally shatters and falls to his knees as the distance between you both grows farther, his continuous sobs grow more pitiful as he watches you walk away.

The day came when you finally left, and yet as the days after that passed he read your love letters every single night and prayed to the sevens that you’ll come back to him. Yet deep down he knew you were happy back home, your home.

Yet still, even so, his love for you would always be timeless, even if yours wasn’t.

It simply wasn’t meant to be, after all his tale with you was a story of a romance torn apart by fate.

The creation of this fanfic was souly based on one of @taruruchi ‘s reblogs *hearts and kisses*.

Also funfact! The phrase “the sunset is beautiful isn’t it?” is a way of saying that even though the relationship is ending, there as still good memories ( Quoting Google ).

- Mika

TAGS : @gingeywolfey @luxaryllis @raix-lv @ruru-kiss @blankescapades @deimospheres @gh0stbastard @kiriesdreamworld @hmmmmmm-give-me-your-gender @taruruchi

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𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐌 ┊ 𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐒.

┊Vil Schoenheit

┊Angst

┊In which Vil starts to questions whether or not he truly yearns to be on the stage.

┊CW : Angst

┊Word Count : 367

Vil Schoenheit was never one to be easily shaken by interviews, yet it was this one question that had him questioning himself and his life. One question that started this raging war inside his mind. It was nothing but a wretched question.

“Do you ever plan to return to acting?”

It was a question that should’ve been so easy to answer, it should’ve been answered with the one word people were expecting, the answer should’ve been ‘yes’, yet when receiving that question he froze… he didn’t know what his answer to that question was, and it terrified him.

Hurry up they’re waiting for an answer!

He realizes it was the first time in his life that he has ever questioned his career and it shook him to the core that he would even dare question the path set out for him.

It was his life, his ENTIRE life, his purpose was built on the characters he brought to life on the stage. The sets of the myriads of stories he starred in could practically be called home, so why? Why was he questioning the place he should be calling home?

Was it ever truly a home?

After years of chasing the role of the hero in the stories told, he supposes he grew… sick of it… sick of chasing this simple dream…sick of stardom, sick of… living like this.

Vil Schoenheit always told himself never to stray from the art of the stage, yet perhaps as the years went on he found himself straying from the spotlight that he once yearned for.

The clock was ticking, they seemed impatient!

Perhaps after all this time the joy he found bringing these stories to life diminished, perhaps this wasn’t his calling… perhaps acting was never supposed to BE his life and simply just A PART of it.

“Mr. Schoenheit, your answer to the question please?” The interviewer pries, tapping her pen impatiently on the arm of her chair.

Vil glances at her and responds with an answer that the audience would never expect “No I will not be returning on the stage, acting is not something I yearn for anymore, … I believe I’m starting to get sick of stardom.”

One night I found myself contemplating if I should continue writing after all this time, and unlike Vil in this story, my answer is a yes. I do believe this isn’t my best work and I hope I haven’t lost my touch - Mika

TAGS : @gingeywolfey @luxaryllis @raix-lv @ruru-kiss @blankescapades @deimospheres @gh0stbastard @kiriesdreamworld @hmmmmmm-give-me-your-gender

STRIKETHROUGH = Cannot Be Tagged

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𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐌 ┊ 𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐒.

┊Vil Schoenheit

┊Angst

┊In which Vil starts to questions whether or not he truly yearns to be on the stage.

┊CW : Angst

┊Word Count : 367

Vil Schoenheit was never one to be easily shaken by interviews, yet it was this one question that had him questioning himself and his life. One question that started this raging war inside his mind. It was nothing but a wretched question.

“Do you ever plan to return to acting?”

It was a question that should’ve been so easy to answer, it should’ve been answered with the one word people were expecting, the answer should’ve been ‘yes’, yet when receiving that question he froze… he didn’t know what his answer to that question was, and it terrified him.

Hurry up they’re waiting for an answer!

He realizes it was the first time in his life that he has ever questioned his career and it shook him to the core that he would even dare question the path set out for him.

It was his life, his ENTIRE life, his purpose was built on the characters he brought to life on the stage. The sets of the myriads of stories he starred in could practically be called home, so why? Why was he questioning the place he should be calling home?

Was it ever truly a home?

After years of chasing the role of the hero in the stories told, he supposes he grew… sick of it… sick of chasing this simple dream…sick of stardom, sick of… living like this.

Vil Schoenheit always told himself never to stray from the art of the stage, yet perhaps as the years went on he found himself straying from the spotlight that he once yearned for.

The clock was ticking, they seemed impatient!

Perhaps after all this time the joy he found bringing these stories to life diminished, perhaps this wasn’t his calling… perhaps acting was never supposed to BE his life and simply just A PART of it.

“Mr. Schoenheit, your answer to the question please?” The interviewer pries, tapping her pen impatiently on the arm of her chair.

Vil glances at her and responds with an answer that the audience would never expect “No I will not be returning on the stage, acting is not something I yearn for anymore, … I believe I’m starting to get sick of stardom.”

One night I found myself contemplating if I should continue writing after all this time, and unlike Vil in this story, my answer is a yes. I do believe this isn’t my best work and I hope I haven’t lost my touch - Mika

TAGS : @gingeywolfey @luxaryllis @raix-lv @ruru-kiss @blankescapades @deimospheres @gh0stbastard @kiriesdreamworld @hmmmmmm-give-me-your-gender

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We will no longer be accepting donations for Anera.

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SDSADADF ANOTHER ONE OF MY LATE NIGHT WRITINGS !!

𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙖 𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣

; another one of my late night writings

; best read while listening to ‘ family line ‘ by conan gray

I was always a jealous person. I was jealous of my cousins who were always the stars of the show. I was jealous of the way they have skills I cannot even begin to have. From cheer captain, to modeling student, to being an entrepreneur, they get attention I can only DREAM of.

I was always a jealous person. I was jealous of my cousins who were close. I was jealous of the way they bantered and understood each other. I was jealous of how they were close because of their age. I was jealous because they had someone to relate to.

I was always a jealous person. I was jealous of my cousins and the connections they had. I was jealous of the way they grew up together, with each other by their side and here i am another world apart. I was jealous because I knew I could never be as good as them.

I was always a jealous person. I was jealous because of the way my cousins comforted me. It seemed so sincere, yet it still burns within my soul as if a flame waiting to explode. After all if they truly meant it, then why did it still hurt so much.

I was always a jealous person.

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LAST EME BEFORE CHRISTMASS

ROR

So I did a thing, #isawtaruspost @taruruchi. labyu bro SJKLADSADJAD

so like heres mine

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Now why would you do that to me 😔😔😔 friendship over /j

LOH LOH LOH!! OBJECTION ASK RECEIVED IRRELEVANT!

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UPDATE !

Thinking of revamping my masterlists ! So if masterlist links don’t work I’m probably fixing it up !!

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hi @taruruchi found your first post HSAHDHDSDAS

I'm not quite sure how tumblr works as this is my first post but...

CAN SOMEONE LIKE...DONATE THEIR LUCK TO ME?? I KEEP GETTING SUCH BAD PULLS IN ENSTARS... Except for when I got Nagisa bc he's accepted in this household. BUT WHEN WILL I GET REI???

gonna cry myself to sleep today

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Palestine Charity Update

Hello everyone! Thank you so much for helping spread the word and raise funds for those impacted most by the genocide in Palestine.

Thanks to all of you, we have already raised 100 USD for various humanitarian relief charities! And we’re just getting started. 🍉

Additionally! Contributor announcements will begin going up Thursday, so keep an eye out to see if your favorite #TWST  artists and writers are participating!

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Hi everyone I will be working on this event as well, I hope you all can support and even if you cannot provide monetary donations reblogging this post is enough!

Thank you everyone.

- Mika

TWST Charity - Donations for Palestine!

Hello everyone!

Thank you so much to everyone who has waited for this event to officially begin, and hello to all newcomers! To support Palestine, her refugees, and those who support Palestinian freedom and oppose genocide, we are hosting a fundraiser - donations to certain pro-Palestine charities in exchange for Twisted Wonderland fics and fanart!

This is legal and even abides by AO3 policies, for the record.

If you would like to donate and receive a commission of your choosing, please check out our donation form! Commissions do scale with donation size, so if you can donate a larger sum, you will receive more! However, if you donate a million $1 donations to try and receive a million fics, you will be limited in how many you receive.

Please, reblog and share as much as you can, and continue speaking out for the freedom and peace of Palestine. From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free.

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ROR

So I did a thing, #isawtaruspost @taruruchi. labyu bro SJKLADSADJAD

so like heres mine

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WE’RE GONNA IGNORE THE PREVIOUS POST I DID STFU PERO TARU THANKS FOR THE TAG

1. Numb Little Bug by Em Beihold

2. cardigan by Taylor Swift

3. Is It Over Now? ( Taylor’s Version ) ( From The Vault ) by Taylor Swift

4. Love Is an Open Door from Frozen

5. If We Have Each Other by Alec Benjamin

6. The One That Got Away by Katy Perry

7. “Slut!” ( Taylor’s Version ) ( From The Vault ) by Taylor Swift

8. Family Line by Conan Gray

9. Wish You Were Sober by Conan Gray

10. I Did Something Bad by Taylor Swift

@cupids-chamber @lorelane @blooisasleep @luxaryllis @dotster001 @reddish-wren @kalims @akai-joou @honey-milk-depresso @rrxaiky

shuffle your ON REPEAT playlist and list the first 10 songs that play, tag 10 people.

Tagged by @a-dowryofblood (thank you!🖤)

Lover Of Mine (5SOS)

Come Back...Be Here (Taylor Swift)

Dog Days Are Over (Florence + The Machine)

Mr. Blue Sky (Electric Light Orchestra)

If By Chance (Ruth B.)

The Horse and the Infant (EPIC The Musical)

Daydreams (Maisie Peters)

Architecture (Maisie Peters)

Firearm (Lizzy McAlpine)

Fire And Fury (Skillet)

tagging people in my notifs💗 : @maurdy-lk @million-golden-drachmas @handsomecleverandrich @imkindatheman @jennifersbod @midnight-falcon @ari-shipping-stuff @saynothingback @nessaiscuteandtrans @what-the-phoenix