non-binary clusters
sensates with polar opposite ideals/values/morals
..and vocally expressing their disagreement
clusters preforming inception & dreamsharing
more cluster orgies
cluster secret santa and it being real hard to actually keep it a secret
crime-fighting clusters
crime-doing clusters
sensates having the same dreams
teenage clusters
sensates helping each other in the middle of tests
clusters that don’t get along
SEN!!!SATES!!!!!!!!
sensates from different time periods
all girl clusters
boyband cluster
sensates with disabilities
boring clusters where nothing ever happens to any of them
sensates who are appropriately just super fucking confused about sensating all the time forever
‘breakfast club’ cluster
supernatural creatures cluster
sensates helping with mundane tasks… chores.. homework
sensates giving advice on clothes shopping
weekly cluster!family dinners
SENSATES
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RESOURCES
you want that dotted effect over your images like everyone
else has? use these amazing textures to achieve that effect.
looking for psds and textures? here are some great places to look.
you should check out THIS amazing person, as they actually
go step by step in photoshop to show how they create some
of the most beautiful graphics you’ll ever see!
need some more photoshop tutorials? here is a whole youtube
user dedicated to photoshop, from beginner to advanced!
are you looking for a nice theme? check this place out!
don’t know how to format html? an experienced roleplayer
breaks it down here.
ultimate roleplaying advice here!
here’s a phenomenal masterlist for roleplayers (how to write
bios, how to avoid anon hate, how to write particular characters,
and so much more). THIS IS THE BEST SOURCE
FOR ROLEPLAYING BEGINNERS.
wanna look for icons for your faceclaim? try hollow-art.
need inspiration for graphics? pinterest has an amazing slew
of samples to use as inspiration, not to copy. check out my
own personal board for design inspiration right here!
another amazing resource blog, here.
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50 Reasons To Live
Dogs. Stray dogs, dogs that need saving, police dogs, pet dogs, other people’s dogs.
Watching the sunset after it’s been pouring for days. Taking in the vibrant hues of orange, purple, yellow, and red.
Undiscovered forests. Trails that you’ve always passed, but never taken.
Picnics with friends, picnics with family, picnics alone.
Swimming pools. Tanning beside them, or sitting at the bottom.
Guitars, the sound of each individual string being plucked.
Being home alone, the euphoric sense of freedom you feel.
Long drives with friends, long drives alone. Drives where you’re blasting your music and screaming the lyrics, word for word. Drive where you feel free.
Waking up late, embraced in your lover’s arms or your sheets. Stretching and feeling completely relaxed.
Tight hugs, warm hugs, long hugs. Hugs that give you pangs in your gut, and make you realize that you’re not alone in this world.
The smell of coffee, waffles, pancakes. The smell of breakfast, home.
Free samples, kind workers slipping you a few more.
Kaleidoscopes.
Low and melodic voices, raspy voices, morning voices, 3 a.m voices, high voices.
Books. Old books, new books, book stores, popular books, books no one knows.
Taking care of plants, watering plants. Smelling plants, picking plants.
Afternoon naps, waking up feeling relaxed and refreshed.
Other people’s poetry, your own poetry. Happy poetry, sad poetry, angry poetry, hopeful poetry.
When sunlight pours into your room after it’s rained, after endless cloudy days.
Beaches in the morning, beaches at night. Walking barefoot in the sand, footprints that are washed away by the tides.
Bird watching, people watching. Understanding the similarities. Understanding the differences.
Painting outside, painting inside. Paint stains that come out, paint stains that don’t. Paint brushes, rough bristles. Watercolours, oils.
Warm socks, hot chocolate, cascading snow. Laughing in between bites of food during Christmas dinner, people’s faces when they open your present.
Walks alone, walks with your family, with friends, with your dog. Rustling leaves and laughter at a park. Soft, comfortable wind that caresses your limbs, that rustles your dog’s fur.
Opening cards with money inside of them, opening cards full of writing. The smell of ink, the smell of new books.
Finishing puzzles, finishing books, T.V series, races.
Watching fireworks.
Foreign cities, foreign languages, people, foods.
Accurate horoscopes, inaccurate horoscopes. Descriptive horoscopes, funny horoscopes.
Road trips with water, snacks, music, friends. Road trips alone. Getting there, stretching your legs.
Star gazing. Understanding your irrelevance. Understanding your importance.
Complementary breakfasts.
Late night phone calls with your best friend, staying up until 6 a.m, laughing, being serious.
Pop music. Old music. Music in between.
Running off a dock, alone or holding hands. Feeling the beginning of a brand new summer.
New music from your favourite band, from your favourite artist. Concerts alone, concerts with friends. Crying at concerts, screaming, dancing. Making friends at concerts.
Graduation. Crying of sadness, of relief. Your mother’s, father’s, family’s face when you walk on stage and accept your diploma. You’ve made it.
Drawing out of sadness, annoyance, inspiration. Graphite stains on your clothes, hands, under your nails. Signs of artistry.
Vacations to places you’ve already been to, vacations to places you’ve never been to.
Binge-watching a series, crying when it finishes. Remembering what it taught you.
Kind comments from your teachers on your report card.
Meeting your favourite artist, your favourite band. Crying in their arms, thanking them. Them thanking you. Framing your picture, looking at in desperate times of hope.
Dancing alone in your room, dancing with friends. Dancing well, dancing horribly. Letting the beat fuel your movements.
Learning a new concept, a new language, a new song. A new lesson, a new beginning.
October. Pumpkin spice lattes, Halloween, scarves, candy. Sweaters, leaf piles.
Movies. Drive-ins, silent films, theatre, movies at home. Horror movies, romance movies, comedies. Movies you’ve seen a million times, movies you’ve never seen.
The art of overcoming sadness, getting over a friend, a lover, a loss. Getting out of bed, dusting your curtains, spreading them open. Allowing the sunlight to pour into your room after days of darkness.
Discovering your gender, your sexuality, your likes, dislikes, your style. Discovering yourself.
Meeting your internet friends. Colliding into them at the airport, knocking them over, making others stare. Laughter between sobs of relief. The realization on your parent’s faces, on their parent’s faces. This is your best friend. These are your best friends.
Finding love. Finding friendship, purpose, relief, importance. Finding your place in this world. Realizing you’ve always had one.
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