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god i am so sorry i have not been here the witcher grabbed me by the lungs ... new blog may be popping up soon 

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❝ so instead, you hide it ❞

    wild embers starters.  /  accepting.  ( @fourfolded. )

 SHE CAN’T DENY it.  umi has always known her,  seen the cracks between her words and measured their depth.  kanan has tried to shy from her gaze many times before;  there is fear there,  in her heart.  at the core of it all lies a deep-set fear of being known,  one her companion knows well enough to prod at.  she means well.  perhaps umi is angry with her for hiding so  –  many others are.  

HEAD TURNS,  GAZE falls.  she cannot meet her eyes.  ‘  I  –  do not know how else to handle it.  ‘  kanan replies,  candid in a way she is rarely so.  

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misc sentence starters

“  i wish i knew how to talk about it.  ”   “  you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together.  ”   “  i don’t want to be alone anymore.  ”   “  i wish i could hate you.  ”  “  take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while.  ” “  i need you to trust me.  ”   “  i missed/miss you.  ”   “  she/he won’t listen to me.  ” “  let me do this for you. please.  ”   “  is there anything else you want to say to me?  ” “  tell me something happy.  ”   “  promise me.  ” “  i just want/wanted to help.  ”   “  let me explain.  ” “  i didn’t/don’t need you to understand, i just wanted/want you to support me.  ”   “  i’m on your side.  ” “  i’ve got your back, okay? ” “  please, tell me you have a plan.  ” “  stay with me tonight.  ” “  don’t go. please.  ”   “  i’ve been alone for so long i’m afraid i don’t know what it’s like not to be.  ”   “  talk to me.  ”   “  i did what i had to do.  ” “  we can’t keep going on like this.  ” “  i’m just tired.  ” “  i’m scared.  ” “  it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it.  ” “  it’s better to expect disappointment.  ” “  hope is dangerous.  ” “  i like seeing you smile.  ”   “  you look beautiful.  ”   “  be patient with her/him. they’re trying. ”   “  i’m trying my best and it’s not good enough. it’s never good enough. ” “  i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up.  ”   “  have a drink with me.  ” “  she/he is better off without me. but i guess that’s their choice.  ” “  you can’t dictate what’s best for someone else. ” “  can i help you?  ” “  i thought you’d like this.  ” “  do you wanna get out of here?  ” “  walk with me?  ” “  well, shit.  ”

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2mrw i will update my theme i just realized its got my old url on it.  ok gn ! 

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❝ the heart of a man is a simple one. ❞ ;0

   hadestown lyric starters.  /  not accepting.  (  @garuvusu.  )

    ‘ TO YOU,  PERHAPS.  ‘  she speaks,  without hesitation.  kanan has played this game many a time with the hunter;  she does not care for another.  ‘  I am unconvinced you know of what you speak.  ‘  

      SHE DOES NOT possess the heart of which she speaks  –  or so she believes.  but she has witnessed such a thing in action,  seen the change one can make with simply a true word from the heart.  (  in truth,  kanan wishes she were able to speak so freely.  )  though she is yet uncomprehending of the depths of her own heart and soul,  the warrior of darkness knows enough.  

   ‘  YOU AND I are not like them.  ‘   kanan plays to him;  remembers the tune to which he dances.  ‘  but you and I are not alike.  ‘  

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❛ you’re a weapon ; and weapons don’t weep . ❜ ( from thancred ! )

    pinterest prompts.  /  accepting.  ( @sanguince. )

      HASN’T SHE HEARD those words before? perhaps, but never spoken aloud. it’s writ in the faces of those around her, those that push her forward without regard for the boundaries of resilience. she is not allowed those moments of vulnerability, not where the world can see. one of the drawbacks to being the savior of the very star, she supposes. 

      OVER THE DRINKS they share, it seems almost casual – I could weep, she’d said. he’s playing with her, bringing light to a phrase she quite frankly fears. kanan takes the bottle from his hand and raises it to her lips. if she could drown those terrors with vodka – they both know she could – she would not hesitate. 

     ‘ OR SO THEY say. ‘ she replies, coldly. there’s no real malice behind it. not directed at him, at the very least. ‘ what a shock they’re in for. ‘

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❥     𝐓𝐎  𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄  𝐕𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓  ,  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓  .

bitter  /  aggressive  one  -  liners  as  taken  from  the  website  pinterest  . tw  adult  themes  .     customize  as  you  wish  !

❛  fight  because  you  don’t  know  how  to  die  quietly  .  ❜ ❛  i’d  rather  die  on  my  feet  than  live  on  my  knees  .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  get  over  it  ,  i  just  gotta  be  dramatic  first  .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  get  to  be  surprised  that  nobody  gives  a  fuck  about  you  after  you’ve  worked  so  hard  to  alienate  the  entire  world  .  ❜ ❛  i  wouldn’t  be  like  this  if  i  knew  how  to  not  be  like  this  ,  okay  ?  ❜ ❛  i  had  to  fight  like  hell  and  fighting  like  hell  made  me  what  i  am  .  ❜ ❛  i  will  be  brutal  .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  want  to  be  soft  anymore  .  i  want  to  be  bloody  knuckles  and  glass  shards  and  i  want  people  to  be  afraid  of  hurting  me  .  ❜ ❛  bring  them  to  their  knees  .  head  bowed  and  fists  bleeding  —  make  them  repent  .  ❜ ❛  is  this  what  i  get  for  loving�� a  god  ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  a  weapon  ;  and  weapons  don’t  weep  .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  survive  .  somehow  i  always  do  .  ❜ ❛  the  things  that   used   to  make  me  cry  just  make   my  hands  shake  and  my  eyes  blank  .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  begun  to  understand  why  god  died  .  ❜ ❛  i  speak  violence  .  ❜ ❛  it’s  not  my  fault  i  have  my  father’s  eyes  .  ❜ ❛  judge  if  you  want  ,  we  are  all  going  to  die  .  i  intend  to  deserve  it  .  ❜ ❛  i  need  to  kill  you  .  ❜ ❛  i  will  continue  to  watch  you  rot  .  ❜ ❛  i  wasn’t  born  to  be  soft  and  quiet  .  i  was  born  to  make  the  world  shatter  and  shake  at  my  fingertips  .  ❜ ❛  you’re  not  a  nice  person  ,  are  you  ?  ❜ ❛  when  i  punched  you  .  that  was  when  i  first  felt  something  for  you  .  ❜ ❛  if  you  don’t  terrify  people  a  little  bit  then  what’s  the  point  ?  ❜ ❛  i  could  tear  you  apart  if  i  wanted  .  ❜ ❛  do  not  tell  me  what  i  can  and  cannot  do  .  ❜ ❛  i  can  and  i  will  .  watch  me  .  ❜ ❛  no  one  made  me  .  i  made  me  .  ❜ ❛  take  a  breath  ,  spit  out  the  blood  in  your  mouth  ,  and  get  back  up  on  your  feet  .  you  still  got  a  couple  motherfuckers  to  prove  wrong  .  ❜ ❛  here’s  what  i  know  ;  i  will  die  only  by  my  own  hand  .  ❜ ❛  i’m  everything  you  can’t  control  .  ❜ ❛  i  am  violent  ,  and  bitter  ,  and  ugly  inside  and  out  .  ❜ ❛  i  am  being  perfectly  fucking  civil  .  ❜ ❛  goddamn  right  ,  you  should  be  scared  of  me  .  ❜ ❛  you  are  losing  my  interest  ,  and  that  is  very  dangerous  .  ❜ ❛  if  i  can  still  breathe  ,  i’m  fine  .  ❜ ❛  i  will  do  what  it  takes  to  survive  .  ❜ ❛  if  karma  doesn’t  hit  you  ,  i  fucking  will  .  ❜ ❛  don’t  be  sorry  .  i  trusted  you  ,  my  fault  not  yours  .  ❜ ❛  i  wonder  if  life  smokes  after  it  fucks  me  .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  have  to  prove  shit  to  you  .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  tearing  down  my  walls  for  anyone  again  .  you  want  to  know  what’s  inside  ?  climb  .  ❜ ❛  i  am  mine  .  before  i  am  ever  anyone  else’s  .  ❜

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MURDER BALLAD: A NEW MUSICAL LYRICS SENTENCE STARTERS.

’  someone’s gonna die.  ’

’  from new york to berlin come stories of true love gone awry.  ’

’  we all want to touch the flames but not get burned.  ’

’  there’s always a killer so logically someone has to die.  ’

’  you’re brighter than the sun and i revolve around you.  ’

’  after three years it became clear, with close inspection, no one’s perfection.  ’

’  aren’t you scared you’ll say, when you’re old and gray, a better life has passed you by? and i’d be the reason why.  ’

’  free will and fate both play their part.  ’

’  trust no one. stay on guard.  ’

’  i don’t want the sun, i’m safer in the static.  ’

’  it’s two a.m., i’m drunk again.  ’

’  what did you come here for if you don’t wanna kiss? doesn’t anybody want to kiss me?  ’

’  is your heart broken? did mamma ever tell you, bad boys, they don’t stay?  ’

’  all men are assholes.  ’

’  shut up and kiss me,  ___.  ’

’  slow down, baby. quiet your mind.  ’

’  come on, let me ease your troubled mind.  ’

’  sleep. that’s what we do at night.  ’

’  don’t pretend that things are alright.  ’

’  don’t make me a promise. people take those away.  ’

’  i don’t want anyone to love me — but i do want you to stay.  ’

’  i will conquer this damn city.  ’

’  won’t fall in love again, no, never again.  ’

’  a baby changes everything.  ’

’  you don’t understand. you will never understand.  ’

’  slow down. listen, please hear me.  ’

’  you, you are the morning. you start each day anew.  ’

’  i’m trying but this darkness won’t let go of me.  ’

’  how did i become so useless in this time and place?  ’

’  oh, god. i love her smile.  ’

’  things got turned around, fucked-up mistakes that broke us down.  ’

’  man, don’t be a fool. she’s not coming back for you.  ’

’  i had a dream of us in our sixties. was a cold winter night in new york city, walking down a cobbletone street. empty, but you were holding my hand, smiling at me.  ’

’  a kiss like a mouth tattoo burns in me and i don’t know what i’ll do.  ’

’  but if i choose to scald my story, does it mean that i’m in love with you?  ’

’  let me count the ways i love you, and then i’ll count the ways i don’t.  ’

’  she’s the kind of pretty to scare the words away.  ’

’  drop the briefcase, grab a cup of coffee, talk romantic poets.  ’

’  their words are yours to build upon.  ’

’  don’t forget the thing.  ’

’  you walked in and chipped out a little piece of my heart.  ’

’  stopped clock, doors locked, let’s shut the world out.  ’

’  i never knew a sound could ease my pain until i heard your voice speak my name.  ’

’  don’t stop, but don’t say that you love me.  ’

’  tears look so damn beautiful glistening on the screen, but no one thinks they’re pretty in a real-life crying scene.  ’

’  if you’re awake, we can talk.  ’

’  we could stay in bed all day just like we used to do.  ’

’  don’t ask how long. we’re built for longing.  ’

’  we all want the sun and skies.  ’

’  maybe a baby or two. a better life, i promise you.  ’

’  you and me were made for wanting. we’re always gonna want for something.  ’

’  i’m only here to say goodbye. we both know the reasons why.  ’

’  i fucked up, and i’m to blame. i’m gonna right this wrong.  ’

’  where are you? answer me.  ’

’  i don’t love you. i love ___, not you.  ’

’  i’ve always been in love with you, i’d do anything that you asked me. don’t leave me.  ’

’  we are two cats in a fishbowl. we are two dogs in a boneyard.  ’

’  you belong to me.  ’

’  so many alibis. go on, choose your lies.  ’

’  i know how happy we could be. what the hell was wrong with me?  ’

’  i’ll start my whole life up brand new.  ’

’  you haven’t aged a single day.  ’

’  don’t say a word. don’t wanna hear your lies, don’t you even try.  ’

’  little by little, i knew something was wrong.  ’

’  does this life bore you? did you have to get away?  ’

’  you know we love you more than anything.  ’

’  go ahead, now cry.  ’

’  they think they can return to when they were younger. like life was better.  ’

’  right now i feel like i could do anything i wanna do.  ’

’  i wanna watch them bleed. i’ll use my imagination and walk on it — broken glass, throats are slashed, their blood splattered on the wall.  ’

’  playtime is over, i’m not playing, i’m done playing.  ’

’  you’re mine and i’m yours.  ’

’  blood looks so damn beautiful. scarlet on the screen.  ’

’  it don’t take much to die.  ’

’  i can say ‘cuz i was there: love and war are never fair.  ’

’  please, look at me. turn around and look at me.  ’

’  go on then, walk away. you’re better off without me.  ’

’  please don’t say goodbye.  ’

’  before you walk away, if you ever loved me, please just hold me.  ’

’  you’re far too good for me. i know how much you loved me.  ’

’  no one ever gets forever. only days.  ’

’  i’m not erasable.  ’

’  he was mine and i was his. that’s the truth, i swear it is.  ’

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He is in my heart and I suffer.

Andal, tr. by A. K. Ramanujan, from “Noisy Among the Shenbaka Flowers,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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final fucking fantasy..

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FUCKING --- ATWJOETH;LJNM,GDF,B.,.,

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body language -

bold what applies, italic what sometimes applies + tag followers to do the same in a new post !

defensiveness .

arms crossed on chest   /   crossing legs   /   fist-like gestures   /   pointing index finger   /   karate chops   /   stiffening of shoulders  /   tense posture   /   curling of lip  /   baring of teeth

reflective .

hand-to-face gestures   /   head tilted   /   stroking chin   /   peering over glasses   /   taking glasses off — cleaning   /   putting earpiece of glasses in mouth   /   pipe smoker gestures   /   putting hand to bridge of nose   /   pursed lips , knitted brows

suspicion .

arms crossed   /   sideways glance   /   touching or rubbing nose   /   rubbing eyes   /   hands resting on weapon   /   brows raising   /   lips pressing into a thin line   /   strict , unwavering eye contact   /   wrinkling of nose

confidence .

hands behind back   /   hands on lapels of coat   /   steepled hands  /   baring teeth in a grin  rolling shoulders   /   tipping head back but maintaining eye contact   /   chest puffed up   /   shoulders back   /   arms folded just above navel   /   wide eyes   /   standing akimbo

insecurity & anxiety .

chewing pen or pencil   /   rubbing thumb over opposite thumb   /   biting fingernails   /   hands in pockets   /   elbow bent   /   closed gestures   /   clearing throat   /   “ whew ” sound   /   picking or pinching flesh   /   fidgeting in chair   /   hand covering mouth whilst speaking   /   poor eye contact   /   tugging at pants whilst seated   /   jingling money in pockets   /   tugging at ear   /   perspiring hands   /   playing with hair   /   swaying   /   playing with pointer / marker / cane   /   smacking lips   /   sighing   /   rocking on balls of feet   /   flexing or cracking fingers sporadically

frustration .

short breaths   /   “ tsk ” sounds   /   tightly-clenched hands   /   fist-like gestures  /   pointing index finger  /   rubbing hand through hair  /   rubbing back of neck   /   snarling   /   revealing teeth   /   grimacing   /   sharp-eyed glowers w/ notable tension in brow  /   shoulders back, head up — defensive posturing   /   clenching of jaw   /   grinding teeth   /   nostrils flaring   /   heavy exhales

tagged by :  @seenstars​  (  tysm!  )  tagging :  whomever sees this that hasn’t done it yet  !! 

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crystia‌:

          OF  HER  OWN  VOLITION ,  KANAN  is  returned  to  the  First   ———   an  act  no  less  accompanied  by  joy  than  by  disquiet ;  it  would  have  been  his  luck  to  cast  the  spell  incorrectly ,  leading  Kanan  to  become  stranded  and  sent  back  to  the  Ocular .  Admitting  to  retracing  her  steps ,  however ,  is  enough  to  put  G’raha  at  ease .  (  Part  of  him  wonders  why  she  would  risk  such  a  return  trip ;  the  other  marvels  in  gratitude ,  because  it  already  knows  the  answer  to  such  a  question .  )

          ❛  YOU  WORRIED  ME  FAR  TOO  much  when  you  simply  reappeared  back  in  the  Ocular ,  ❜  he  admits  as  they  walk  the  grounds  of  the  Crystarium .  ❛  I  already  feared  having  to  explain  to  your  —  well ,  our  friends  now ,  I  suppose ,  why  you  were  still  here .  ❜ 

@pluvira​  GETS  A  STARTER .

 SUCH IS CIRCUMSTANCE;  truly,  she had not meant to cause any sort of worry on his part.  were she to vocalize her honesty,  regret brought her back to the first  --  the warrior could not leave g’raha,  not so soon.  ‘  you need not take such a burden upon yourself.  they know me well enough to leave some matters be.  ‘  she speaks,  soft as a lakeland breeze.  

 KANAN DOES NOT stray from his side as they walk.  perhaps it is an instinctual thing;  he is someone to whom she considers herself close.  and loath as she is to admit it,  the warrior worries over those she leaves behind.  (  it is a quiet thing,  for her.  she has always kept such strong things under lock and key.  )  her gaze shifts to him,  and then away once more.  ‘  and I much prefer to see them alive and well rather than motionless.  ‘  

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     on the topic of names   -- 

 kanan was born  t’kana zoh,  and much prefers her chosen name.  it was a nickname given to her early on in life by her brother;  all traces of her birth name have long since fallen to dust over twenty-five years separation from her family.  t’haylo,  her only brother,  is one of two surviving members of a once large family  --  thirteen siblings in total,  plus her father.  

 she has rarely shared the truth of her name with others.  on occasion,  when asked about her family,  she might mention such a thing,  but only with those she closely trusts.  

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rb and tag ur emotional support himbo

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    literally everything hurts n i blame @crystia

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MUSE   PLAYLIST.

post 3-5 songs that remind you of your muse. rules: repost,   don’t   reblog.

   1.     FREE  -  elina.                  (  when we cried so hard  /  we fell to our knees  /  oh,  I wish so bad to be free.                      /  sometimes I wish someone would find me  /  and break me out of here.  )     2.     VOICE  -  TAEYEON.                 (  on this desolate street  /  I chase after your shadow                /  no longer can I stop myself  /  it’s painful. )  

   3.     FLOWERS  -  hadestown original broadway cast.                (   what I wanted was to fall asleep   /   close my eyes,  and disappear.                 /  like a petal on a stream  /  a feather on the air.  )    4.    NYX  -  kingsglaive original soundtrack.      5.    SOMEONE GETS HURT  -  mean girls original broadway cast.           (    feel my heart beating?  /  i’m just like her or you  /  people forget i’m human too.    )

tagged by: @garuvusu​ tagging:  whoever wants to do this !!!