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local man makes international move for a boy: WHAT HAPPENS NEXT WILL WARM YOUR HEART !!! follow if you like living legends, poodles, or gay disasters ! & i really mean like he could get lost while walking in a straight line but at least his shades are gucci. when he isn’t breaking world records he’s competing with katsudon for world’s sexiest dishes !

ind. viktor nikiforov of yuuri !!! on ice as cherished by tune ! 

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❛ is it still love you want ? ❜

❝ ━━ ✧ AH ━━ question, crux, bane; dabi considers himself a creature driven if by anything by desire. the deep, bubbling type beneath the skin and thick as blood. noxious oil slick of himself, sick dog beaten and snarling in a rumbling mess of its own viscera. biting through its own leg in its madness; there’s a million metaphors for self destruction and he fits every one. hedonism is he and he is hedone. watches eagerly as the world burns down and makes salt pillar of himself, sodom-spawn he is. there are few things he wants that he is ever to deny himself. gasoline-blooded men rarely consider consequences. 

SHAMELESS and NAMELESS he doesn’t give much thought to what he ought to crave & instead indulges. is greedy blaze. he doesn’t demure, doesn’t pretend to be a better man. this shouldn’t be a hard query to answer. simple, really. when has he ever wanted love, he who has been spurned by the world ? he has made bedfellows with the knowledge that he is not palatable, not desirable. reveals in this and makes this shit his own.   

yet, and here’s a thought that turns his stomach, he pauses. lull between words, damning gap of one rattled breath between the next. licks the uneven crack of his mouth to postpone. ❛      i’m flattered. you think i can love ?     ❜ and who are they, who is he, to demand such emotion of dabi ? maybe he is not the only one here who is gluttonous. covetous.POSSESSION is almost like love he supposes. 

@naimitsuno

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I am the world’s most secret trauma / I am a burial ground of rawness and heat

— Rebecca Kokitus, from “Chlorine Dream,” published in Rogue Agent

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don’t do shipping kids !! you’ll get addicted to crack ships and can’t control your life anymore i know no one ask for this but i cant stop ok xD 

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——  DARK MUSIC STARTERS 

warnings: blood, murder, violence, unhealthy relationships, drugs

❛    he never wants to cry.   ❜

❛    he never wants to strip down to his feelings.   ❜

❛    i don’t need your permission.   ❜

❛    don’t drop your half-priced opinions.   ❜

❛    all we want to be is accepted.   ❜

❛    i’m your scapegoat; feed me blame.   ❜           

❛    i’m sorry i never let you get too close.   ❜

❛    i’ll give you my heart when i’m six feet deep.   ❜

❛    my love’s like a funeral.   ❜

❛    there will never be another like you.   ❜          

❛    i’m happier alone.   ❜    

❛    if only i’d have known what you wanted all along.   ❜    

❛    i’m happy you’re gonna be alone for the rest of your life.   ❜    

❛    i’m not afraid. i’m not.   ❜    

❛    i’ll show you my true colors.   ❜      

❛    my debts aren’t paid.   ❜    

❛    i’m done with the chase.   ❜    

❛    do you mean ‘i love you’ ?   ❜    

❛    you taste best when you’re in full bloom.   ❜    

❛    better get to digging while my body’s cold.   ❜    

❛    you can’t even see how much you’re mine.   ❜    

❛    my love’s a revolver.   ❜    

❛    you’re an accessory to murder.   ❜    

❛    you and i run red like blood.   ❜    

❛    somewhere, are you still alive ?   ❜    

❛    it’s a brilliant game you play.   ❜    

❛    you aren’t my therapist.   ❜

❛    wanna feel the good, feel the bad, feel it all.   ❜

❛    i’m about to tear this fucking place down.   ❜

❛    it’s a brilliant game you play.   ❜     

❛    she’s my collar.   ❜

❛    i don’t need your quick fix.   ❜ 

❛    we created a monster.   ❜            

❛    in the truly gruesome do we trust.   ❜

❛    let my sickness spread worldwide.   ❜    

❛    is it still love you want ?   ❜

❛    i need blood in the cut.   ❜                     

❛    you ain’t going anywhere because you’re mine.   ❜     

❛    i used to be a rifle. i had my distance.   ❜  

❛    i knew you’d let me get you high.   ❜  

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—a memory of wind, by rachel swirsky

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——  DARK MUSIC STARTERS 

warnings: blood, murder, violence, unhealthy relationships, drugs

❛    he never wants to cry.   ❜

❛    he never wants to strip down to his feelings.   ❜

❛    i don’t need your permission.   ❜

❛    don’t drop your half-priced opinions.   ❜

❛    all we want to be is accepted.   ❜

❛    i’m your scapegoat; feed me blame.   ❜           

❛    i’m sorry i never let you get too close.   ❜

❛    i’ll give you my heart when i’m six feet deep.   ❜

❛    my love’s like a funeral.   ❜

❛    there will never be another like you.   ❜          

❛    i’m happier alone.   ❜    

❛    if only i’d have known what you wanted all along.   ❜    

❛    i’m happy you’re gonna be alone for the rest of your life.   ❜    

❛    i’m not afraid. i’m not.   ❜    

❛    i’ll show you my true colors.   ❜      

❛    my debts aren’t paid.   ❜    

❛    i’m done with the chase.   ❜    

❛    do you mean ‘i love you’ ?   ❜    

❛    you taste best when you’re in full bloom.   ❜    

❛    better get to digging while my body’s cold.   ❜    

❛    you can’t even see how much you’re mine.   ❜    

❛    my love’s a revolver.   ❜    

❛    you’re an accessory to murder.   ❜    

❛    you and i run red like blood.   ❜    

❛    somewhere, are you still alive ?   ❜    

❛    it’s a brilliant game you play.   ❜    

❛    you aren’t my therapist.   ❜

❛    wanna feel the good, feel the bad, feel it all.   ❜

❛    i’m about to tear this fucking place down.   ❜

❛    it’s a brilliant game you play.   ❜     

❛    she’s my collar.   ❜

❛    i don’t need your quick fix.   ❜ 

❛    we created a monster.   ❜            

❛    in the truly gruesome do we trust.   ❜

❛    let my sickness spread worldwide.   ❜    

❛    is it still love you want ?   ❜

❛    i need blood in the cut.   ❜                     

❛    you ain’t going anywhere because you’re mine.   ❜     

❛    i used to be a rifle. i had my distance.   ❜  

❛    i knew you’d let me get you high.   ❜  

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this isn’t super relevant but i’m a shipping ho & this is a very dabi shippy song 

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the most important headcanon i’ll ever write: dabi manspreads

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✰ Top 20 male characters as voted by my followers ✰

↳ #6: Dabi - 荼毘

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❝ ━━ ✧  if the stone of the wall feels too cold beneath his back then maybe it means more than just the desperate press of two bodies against one another. the mindless grind, the hands that are entirely too greedy on him. claiming as if they have right, leaving trails of heat in their wake like it’s allowed. entitled and gifted to him, handled on gilded platter. hawks crowds into his space like he’s owed it. the bold, muscled weight of him pins him down as much as it overwhelms.

it means something that he only has hands and mind and eyes for the golden idol against him.

he doesn’t care to pinpoint the exact moment when this became something that he knows he’d miss. where he began to crave these stolen moments and hoard them away. made dragon and possession, possessive. it’s hawks he pulls closer and cradles with hands just this side of too-tight, too much, but he knows that this is a street that goes two ways. dabi’s kept suspended in the honey of this feeling by more than desire, more than the rushing madness of passion. it’s been too long since he’s been so terribly owned.

loathe as he is to admit to such.

rough, kindling voice upon smoke breath when he puffs heat into the space between them. they are much too far away; he hauls hawks closer. tugs a burning hand through mussed locks and revels in the sight of kiss-swollen lips. his hero’s cheeks are as red as blood. he smiles to see it. ❛    where do you think you’re going, pretty bird ?  ❜ and he’s on him once more.

nonverbal starters  |  @naimitsuno​

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plotbunnie‌:

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

Nonverbal RP Starters

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Only darkness gives me the sensation of light. Only darkness. Which leaves no trace. Or sky.

Miguel Hernández, tr. by Robert Bly, from Poems; “Eternal Darkness,”

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you struck a match and watched me burn  but i choked you on the smoke of my ashes  so i’ll say we’re even

KEROSENE DREAMS || k.k. (via wordtamer)

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They would rather watch the sun Be swallowed up by God Than to imagine you back

— Dominique Christina, from “Ghost Woman,” published in Moonchild Magazine

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“i always remembered it because i never quite got what he meant by it.”

❝ ━━ ✧ maybe touya didn’t know, still doesn’t, but taisei does. has always had the insight to feel the edge of their father’s disappointment as starkly as any knife. the weight of legacy and expectation heaped upon their shoulders. never one without the other, two parts of an imperfect whole. taisei has spent his entire life chasing after his brother’s successes and prowess. can’t deny the resentment that’s budded and been allowed to flourish in the recesses of his art.

he doesn’t speak on it, as he always chooses to do. holds his tongue so hard its a wonder the words unsaid don’t leave behind an acrid aftertaste. 

❛    and do you now ?  ❜ and if it manages to sound just the bit condescending then it’s nothing worse than touya’s suffered before. 

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i have to delete i can’t compete with a dabi with a barney icon