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avalior · 2 years
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lyric starter / accepting
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"You've had a rough week -- a rough month. It seems like nothing goes your way now."
@laimlaiteu | good fucking music
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byanyan · 2 years
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@laimlaiteu ✧ ∘ ˚ sc.
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ㅤㅤ" hey— hey! that's mine. i've been trying to find a can of the new nano cola flavour for a week now, and i saw that shit first, hands off. "
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tamedgod · 2 years
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✿✿- would it be a cop out to ask for both haru and xiao? because yes, for both haru and xiao. 💗
bold for what i want, italicize for what i could see, strike for what i couldn't see
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not a cop out! let's get it!!!
@laimlaiteu
haru & hana
FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  (since haru travels a lot) /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other
ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 
FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other
ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other: these two are friend shaped :)
xiao & hana
FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other
ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 
FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other: sibling rivalry
ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other 
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aquicksojourn · 2 years
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‘ i’m not done yet. ’
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Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
Vivian's eyes flick to the clock even though her internal chronometer has never failed her. 45 minutes. Song has been at it for 45 minutes, way past the recommended time. The responsible thing to do would be to step in. She's not looking forward to it, but that has never stopped Vivian Chase from stepping up.
The older woman breathes a sigh through her nose.
With one hand, she stops the heavy bag dead. The chains waver in the sudden silence, but she does not. Vivian lets Song get out her protests, knowing that everyone needs an outlet. However, she does not let herself be swayed by the young woman's passion. ❝ You are. ❞ It's said simply, neutrally. There is no point in going past the recommended time. No muscles built. No progress made. Perhaps punching something helps with the immediate frustration, but all things have a stopping point. This will be Song's. It wouldn't do to have the pilot bruise or--heavens forbid--break her hand. Not when the threats of Null Sector still looms.
They need her whole.
Now, Vivian knows herself. She's able to keep her people in check, able to lead them through the impossible and have them smiling on the other side; but she has her limits. Whatever is bothering Song is beyond her scope. Still, Vivian finds herself strangely responsible for the young woman thrust into both the limelight and military service.
❝ Hit the showers, Hana. Then meet me out front if you truly aren't done yet. I have an idea. ❞
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tlacehualli · 2 years
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" who bullied you into coming to one of these insane parties? "
She laughs. "Nena, hace muchos anos of me partying, believe me." Old and wizened as she is at the ripe age of 32, the cacophany of activity (dancing, people taking shots in some corner or another, there's two guys playing a fighting game on the sole television with a bong between them) doesn't even phase her.
Sombra pats the spot on the couch next to her and resumes her activity; currently, she's grinding up some flower (and how she managed to get marijuana into South Korea was a mystery but she was the type to have what she wanted when she needed it) so she can roll up a joint. Doesn't even really need to pay too much attention.
"Feel free to tell me whenever you want to take off though. This - " She's pointing at the crowd with a freshly rolled joint, before passing it to the young man next to her along with a lighter. " - It's not everybody's scene but that's all right. You don't have to be here if you don't wanna be."
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rahbid · 2 years
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TARGET   :    SONG, HANA. LOCATION   :   @laimlaiteu​​​​​​ ASSIGNMENT   :   SOMETHING IN MY MEME TAG. ENCRYPTED   :     ❛ it is my pain, & i cannot share it. ❜
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        oh, doesn’t that sound familiar?
       it is rare for softness to grip her naturally. typically, it is something she must work for, bend her mind into poses it cannot hold in the hopes that for a moment, a fleeting moment, she can feel what most people do. she cannot understand why hana’s words inspire this in her now. she is not unfamiliar with soft eyes, with bodies held protectively to themselves, keeping all their painful secrets held in tightened muscles.
      ❝   i understand,   ❞   jezebel finds herself startled by the sound of her own voice. ❝   pain cannot be shared - but it can be spoken about. sometimes it eases the weight. at lease, that’s what i’ve been told.   ❞
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chronal-anomaly · 2 years
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@laimlaiteu asked:
“  that isn’t ‘just a scratch’.  ” raised brow... || lost the meme
Rivets of red cut a path down freckled skin. It was bright, coursing crimson against her paling form, pooling out on the ground below her fingers. The accelerator had flickered and darkened for the moment, a typical reaction to overtaxation. Hell, Lena was feeling it now, the very drain of war and the timeline making her head swim and eyes slide closed. Distantly, she was aware of the pain, aware of the war that continued to wage somewhere just beyond perception.
"Give - Give me a s-second."
Her hips rested awkwardly against the stone wall behind them. Lena attempted to take stock of the injury, the bullet that had split the skin down to the muscle rather than puncture it. Seconds tasted like ash in her mouth and her vision went fuzzy as the pain coursed through her body.
Count with it, Oxton. Stay here.
A silent pep talk from herself, to herself, as she fumbled for the cool brick to stay grounded. It was only a matter of milliseconds before-
Around her, the air buzzed and grew warm, the sensation of the accelerator lighting up one more time for a strenuous, dramatic Recall.
Time deposited her in a heap on the ground four feet away, where Lena remained for a half beat longer than usual. The cut on her arm disappeared, along with the small pool of blood left on the ground. For all intents and purposes, nothing had every happened. Lena was fine.
Breath labored as she climbed to her feet. Blue light mounted to her chest flickered dimly, threatened to extinguish again, as Lena shakily settled and checked her pulse rounds.
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"Okay - Right as rain. Let's get back out there."
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voidreign · 2 years
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@laimlaiteu sent : " are you saying i should be frightened ? "
he glowers at the young human before him. what a curious thing it is to witness them so brave, so young. often times it is built out of underlying fear. that call to bravery when others cannot, a fear that crawls under the surface of their skin at the mere concept of loved ones in harm's way. if ramattra has such a thing, he'd understand the shiver of fear. but he is not human, nor would he ever be, he is metal and wires, gears and solid plating. should you be frightened? no, he'd say, not if you have done something to warrant his attention.
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but if you pose a threat to his goals. then you should be terrified. you should feel the weight of his presence squeeze your heart, and the knowing horrors he has committed and will continue to commit till his job is done. should you be frightened? .... no. ❝ dear child, you cannot fathom the powers that are above you, above us all. ❞ his voice conjures, in it, a gentle reminder that the unknown is far worse than what the human mind can comprehend. ❝ should you be frightened? no. ❞ he admits, he's no purpose of imposing now, does he? but ramattra can only loom, in his tall figure, where eyes should be remain darkened and dull. ❝ but should you get in my way. ❞ he says calmly, collected as if this was nothing more than a casual encounter. ❝ you should be terrified. ❞
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idolpyre · 2 years
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⠀ ⠀⋆ @laimlaiteu sacrificed an offering : 008. a bright arcade, coins falling from machines and claws grabbing at soft toys .
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⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀nestled deep in the haeundae district of busan, tucked away in the bright neon lights of a glitzy arcade — it is clear that na minjun is not, whatsoever, good at games. and it's not even that the majority of hana's livelihood before the military had revolved around being fundamentally good at these things, minjun already KNEW he stood no chance against the starlet before they even stepped foot into the building — but it's nice to get out of the dorm for once, and to find camaraderie in people that aren't his members.
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀❝ at this point you're just bullying me. is this fun for you ? wiping the floor with me ? ❞ despite his face - mask, the smile is evident not only in his tone, but also by the way his eyes crinkle in the corners. standing up straight from the old school arcade cabinet, he accepts another well dished - out loss. ❝ and here i was thinking you brought me to busan to show me around. ❞
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⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀glancing to a claw machine nearby their game of mortal kombat, minjun finds his spirits lifting considerably as he grabs for the bucket of coins they've been digging around in to fuel their enjoyment the past couple hours. THIS, he could do, surely. pressing three coins into the slot, the machine whirring to life with it's flashing lights, something pink inside the display case has caught his attention.
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀after perfectly lining up the crane and claiming his prize, minjun grins as he retrieves the pink rabbit from the drop - box. it's a plushie of hana's mascot, white and outlined in pink with it's furrowed brows, ready to take on whatever foe gets in her way. he's sure hana has a million of these already, but what's one more from a friend ? isn't it the thought that counts ? ❝ did you design it yourself ? i don't know if i ever asked. the logo, i mean. unless you're secretly in the stuffed toy business as well ? i've never really been in this side of marketing, you don't really see no spin dolls flying off of the shelves. anyways, here — ❞ minjun smiles, holding out the rabbit to it's rightful owner. ❝ for your hospitality. you've been a wonderful host, hana. ❞
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vastiitas · 2 years
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WHAT DOES YOUR HEART LOOK LIKE?
a compass that doesn’t waver
You are someone who is certain of what you want. Maybe you always have been, or maybe you made a discovery that you haven’t been able to tear your eyes away from. Your heart is set and certain. You fight endlessly for your goals. Above all else, you know who you are and what you are trying to achieve. Just be careful not to tear yourself or others apart in pursuit of your ideals.
TAGGED BY: @laimlaiteu ty!!
TAGGING: @76es @redridcr @ubcs @sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins @startold @winterfollows @roleplayingspinosaurus @grimself @redvisioned //and anyone else who wants to ahaha
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avalior · 2 years
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What does your heart look like, Genji Shimada?
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an open door, a burning hearth -- your chest is wide open, and your heart is a home. others are welcomed in readily and asked to stay. you are comfort and love, everything you were never given but so desperately want to provide for others. you have built this welcoming hearth with your own two hands and won’t see anyone else left out in the cold. be careful to not burn yourself out trying to keep everyone else warm.
tagged by: @laimlaiteu tagging: @chronal-anomaly, @austerulous (farkas), @hexsreality, @hellblazing, @xrevolucionario, @whorrcr (gaea)
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tamedgod · 1 year
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Which tragic death would you suffer?
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THE SACRIFICE; you die saving the thing you love. maybe it is family, friends, perhaps even a cause. they will carry your face with them for the rest of their lives, and every milestone they pass will make them think of you. it does not matter because you won't be there to experience it with them. years down the line, they will meet people who do not even know the weight of your name upon their skin. this is what your selflessness gets you in the end.
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THE BETRAYAL; you die at the hands of the person you love most. maybe there are tears in their eyes as they drive the sword into your chest, maybe there is none. there are certainly tears in yours. your mouth will open to ask 'why' only to spit blood instead. you will die never knowing if they loved you at all, wondering if you could've done something to prevent this, or if it was always going to end this way.
TAGGED BY; @veqva TAGGING; @byanyan, @chronal-anomaly, @laimlaiteu, @jaguarhabit, @nightiingaled, @starvingtongue, and you!
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aquicksojourn · 2 years
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ic interaction: @laimlaiteu
Hollywood, California, USA 2100 hours
❝ Look alive, people. This mission might seem simple on the surface, but there's been noise of some bad actors---and no, I'm not just talking about the latest movie out in theatre. ❞ She waits out the few chuckles at parade rest, surveying the small group she has with her. Her tactician mind--meticulously honed through years of nothing but military strategy--is already categorizing the strengths and weaknesses of her team...and where to put them for maximum impact. She's no longer a Captain. This is not an op. But she'll be damned if she can't help but treat it as such. ❝ Song. You gotta minute? I have an idea to leverage your special abilities for maximum impact. ❞
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chronal-anomaly · 2 years
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WHY DO YOU HURT?
you're choking on how much you have to try
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you have tried. you have carried the weight of the world on your shoulders and accepted more responsibilities than you have ever wanted, even intended to gain. it isn't crushing - you are strong enough to hold it - but you are choking. you don't know what to do with it. you don't know where it goes, how to move this weight everyone knows you can hold onto, and do you even want to get rid of it? Never. You would not give this to - force this on - anyone else. but you /can't/. but you are choking on it. your body will hold it up even when you lose all the air in your lungs, and your footing, and your courage. it does not mind choking you. it seems almost designed to do so. if you weren't wrung out you wouldn't be doing this thing properly.
Tagged by: @laimlaiteu
Tagging: the dash!
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voidreign · 2 years
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WHAT TRAGIC DEATH WOULD YOU SUFFER?
THE BETRAYAL
you die at the hands of the person you love most. maybe there are tears in their eyes as they drive the sword into your chest, maybe there is none. there are certainly tears in yours. your mouth will open to ask 'why' only to spit blood instead. you will die never knowing if they loved you at all, wondering if you could've done something to prevent this, or if it was always going to end this way.
tagged by : @laimlaiteu
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tamedgod · 2 years
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Q   :   why are you unlovable, haru?
A   :   you project your insecurities   :   people want to love you, but you're so worried about if everyone hates you instead that you end up warding them off. you don't have to keep yourself so locked up, it's okay to let someone hold your hand, man.
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Q   :   why are you unlovable, xiao?
A   :   you just want it too badly   :   you love with your whole body, it's not bad, but it's overwhelming. sometimes giving others space can be okay, i know you're scared of losing them but it will be better in the long run if you also learn how to be your own person. codependency is scary, but you are brave.
tagged by : @femtaile​​ (thank you!!!)
tagging: @voidreign​, @laimlaiteu​, @batinstincts​, @cartaxus​, and you!
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