It’s my problem
If I feel the need to 𝔥𝔦𝔡𝔢
And it’s my problem if I have 𝕟𝕠 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤
And feel I want to die
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Your 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁
Has wings marred by flame and soot
I will 𝔰𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔠𝔥 the ground you walk on
I will make you 𝕡𝕒𝕪
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With hammers
And swords
And an 𝔦𝔯𝔬𝔫 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩
The 𝔟𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 wages on
She was never one to give in ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ
She will ᴅɪᴇ
With blood on her hands
And her teeth bared
She will die 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤
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Like this post for a starter of varying length!!! I'm tryna make a comeback c:
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levi//overlevendc
Another damn sprained ankle.
He hisses, mostly in annoyance as he limps to sit down. How many of these have he put up with? And it’s already turning blue and swelling… great. Well, this is going to be a pain in the ass.
“...”
Really, she shouldn’t be judging the man for doing something that she would’ve done as well, but even Heather-- someone who barely displayed emotion-- couldn’t help but show concern through her words.
“You shouldn’t be walking on that.”
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FUN NEW GAME OR THE RPC IN 2K19: remember that rp is a hobby and that people can’t memorize every single little thing you prefer on your blog and people will fuck up and instead of treating them like shit for: forgetting a certain headcanon, not reblogging a meme from the source, forgetting one part of your rules, etc, just????? be nice?????? the majority of people here have jobs. if they don’t, they probably have school. if they don’t, they have family obligations. kids. parents to take care of. health problems. mental illness. stuff going in in real life in the actual physical non-tumblr world that is far more important than this blue hellsite. don’t like someone? don’t like what they post? don’t want to see them on your dash? block! blacklist! pettily ignore their entire existence! tell your cat! got something mean to say? write it in your diary and not in someone’s ask box. recognize that people are people and they will make mistakes and if you yourself can not hold yourself up to the ridiculously high standard that this community often has, don’t penalize other people for not being able to either. good day.
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♡ SICKLY SWEET SENTIMENT / PINTEREST SENTENCE STARTERS .
“ i think you have the most beautiful mind . ”
“ you have to pick your battles . ”
“ i’m here . you can talk to me , or not talk to me , but i’m here . ”
“ i love you , idiot . ”
“ you suck less than most people . ”
“ i look over at you and see sunshine . you’re so warm , and bright . ”
“ i love you a little bit more every day . ”
“ maybe when the time is right , we’ll find each other again . ”
“ please stay . i need you more than you think . ”
“ you’re a badass with a big heart . ”
“ academia is fake . you can only trust your fists ”
“ just be with me . we’ll figure out the details later . ”
“ can i … really hold your hand ? ”
“ i like you more than i planned . ”
“ don’t use the words ‘i promise’ lightly . ”
“ i’m not totally useless . i can be used as a bad example ! ”
“ i’m trying my best . ”
“ cool kids never sleep ! ”
“ pinkie promise ? ”
“ i’ll take care of you . ”
“ i like it when you smile . ”
“ you make my heart kinda flutter … ”
“ aren’t you just the cutest ? ”
“ i tried to hate you . ”
“ you are the cause of so many of my smiles . ”
“ a sky full of stars , but i only have eyes for you . ”
“ you are sweeter than any flower . ”
“ we’ve got this ! ”
“ i will always care for you , darling . ”
“ i could never get tired of the sound of your voice . ”
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“The use of cold feet in bed, as a leverage tool, is illegal.”
“But.. my feet are cold.” Really, he’s the one that wanted to put out the fire around midnight, of course she’d grow colder more quickly. Especially when he’d inevitably rip the sheets off of her because of how stupid tall he is! “You stole the sheets from me again.”
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“I know you like my shirts but now you have even stolen my doubles.”
Delightfully Domestic Starter
“I did not steal them. They’re currently being cleaned–..” And will promptly go into her side of the closet more than likely, the poor man wasn’t getting his shirts back.
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‘ it’s good to have you home. ’ - from ben the bean
* soft family things
Home.
Does she truly belong here anymore? This wasn’t a dream, oh no, her darling brother did survive by some miracle. He thrived, even, without her around. She had made a few strides, but nothing compared to what he had accomplished. She was so proud. She was so envious.
Unknowingly, tears had started to fall, knowing that what had been nothing more than a sweet dream suddenly manifested into reality and truth. Big brother is home.
“I’m home, Ben.“
Don’t take this away from me.
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Send ‘🍑’ for my muse to find yours stuck in a bent over position with their ass on display.
Remember to specify muse for multi-muse blogs
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Hello - ! I’m Sina ( 19, she/her ) and I’m here to promote a new blog for Annie Leonhardt from Attack on Titan. If you don’t mind, give this post a like ( ♥ ) or a reblog ( ↺ ) to let me know if you’re interested in interacting ! I’m looking for people to follow and this will help me get started. Thank you !
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send 🔄 and i’ll try writing your muse! multis please specify muse!
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What is DETERMINATION truly worth?
Nothing.
Rules | About | Mun
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Send me a “💭“ and your Muse will experience one of my Muse’s Memories
Bonus: Specify what kind of memory! (Ex: A Happy memory, a Childhood memory, an experience from college, etc)
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Delightfully Domestic Starters
“The coffee pot didn’t turn on this morning.”
“Who’s turn was it for breakfast?”
“It’s my day off, I earned the right to be lazy.”
“This could get fixed by a professional, or it could be fixed by an amateur for free.”
“You’re under arrest for being a blanket thief.”
“The use of cold feet in bed, as a leverage tool, is illegal.”
“How was your day at work?”
“I’m going to need a bath…”
“No no, you’re sick. You rest, I’ll take care of everything.”
“I think we need to go on a bit of a grocery trip.”
“I’ve noticed all the laundry was done. You didn’t have to.”
“Leftovers, or more take out?”
“The neighbor is getting obnoxiously loud at night.”
“When was that garden gonna get started again?”
“Dishes… right the dishes. In the next few minutes I swear.”
“I know you like my shirts but now you’ve even stolen my doubles.”
“All your oversized shirts belong to me now.”
“I can’t help what I do in my sleep. That includes what’s done with the blankets.”
“You were tossing and turning last night. You okay?”
“I’m not sick, I’m only slightly ill. There’s a difference. I can handle today.”
“So dinner was being made… and then I realized the smoke alarm was broken.”
“Duct tape is a temporary, long term fix to everything.”
“I love you, but you’re beginning to pass out mid sentence. Go to bed.”
“You can’t tell me what to do, I can do what I want!”
“If there is more noise at 2am I swear…”
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yuan//lavuan
@licentiapennas // divine au
The heavens were painted in golds and reds and the sun rose upon a new day, lighting up the insides of the god’s palaces and domains. However, as others were just waking to begin their days, the God of Knowledge and Literature had been awake since well before the first rays of sun touched the heavens.
No one else would know as much, though. Very few had been allowed to see him for the past twenty-or-so years, the god keeping shut-up inside his residence for all of this time, never going out and letting only one or two others in. Although his domain had expanded greatly within that time, he was not at all pleased with it, secluding himself more and more as he grew in power.
W…as this really what it was supposed to feel like to gain more reach and power? He felt disgusted with himself, even if he knew that it was truly due to the association of knowledge and literacy in the minds of the mortals. It was rather natural to wonder why they had two gods when it could easily be one… but to watch the other wither and die as he took away that fellow god’s worshipers and power…
Yuan shivered at the memory of that now deceased god’s face growing more and more sallow and sunken as he was drained of his abilities and youth. However… he was also long gone now…
Several days after coming out for the first time in twenty-some years, and after being introduced by His Excellency as the new God of Knowledge and Literature, he was running errands for himself, no longer shoving all of his responsibilities onto his underlings and assistants. Yuan swept through the heavens, following a small path of trees and flowers alongside a small stream before breaking into a grove where he found the silhouette of a woman.
This wasn’t the residence of the Goddess of Love…
“…I apologize, I have gotten turned around…” he said, at last, staring at the blonde goddess before him. …She was stunning.
No, it was not the Goddess whom ruled over Love, but the one who ruled over Nature instead. Her space, carved out in the Heavens, was a Paradise. Trees taller than anything ever seen before, grasslands and mountains, all the way to the water that rushed by with rivers and streams throughout her land. This was her space, even other Gods knew better than to trek where they were not invited.
Nature was as terrifying as it was beautiful.
She wore a white dress, flowing in the wind as she bounced over roots that had grown too far above ground and ducking under low hanging branches. With wild golden hair and sky colored eyes, her alabaster skin almost too flawless, as if made of marble instead. Bare feet paused upon the interruption of her daily walk-- something she took to clear her mind of the daily tasks bestowed upon her, to take note of the God who had entered.
She knew of this one, he fused with another recently.
He knew her agony, at least a bit.
“... It is.. fine..” Her tone remained empty, neutral on the entire matter of him invading for the time being. “... Where are you trying to go?”
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