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…never seen a bluer sky…🎶

indie spike spiegel ( sideblog to @blogdepository )

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Vincent spun around and turned on the sink as he listened to the other’s version of events, washing his face before looking around the room for a spare towel to wipe the blood away with.

         “I’m beginning to think I might be.

                                                                ...What’s your name?”

  He fetched one of the towels and dried his face before looking at him, awaiting an answer.

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full offence but id die for this beautiful curly boi

don’t repost without permission or we’ll come to yeet you across the veil

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New theme (Remember to link rptracker)

Fill out nav page

Put tags on nav page or seperate?

Tags page

Redo mun page

Write new verse; Wandering Soul (Change name?)

Write another new verse, earth based, wandering soul also an option for it. Name?

Write some starters

Check/set up and add to queue

New Promo

Finish Hindsight Piece Rewrite?

Make at least 10 icons!

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Been working on some icons n this is my fav so far!! Look at him!! He’s so happy!!!!

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                       I am not docile, and I will not rollover                             and ACCEPT my fate without blood                                 I will fight until I can fight no more

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                             WHAT WAS IT LIKE TO BE IN LOVE?

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nonverbal starters prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.

guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.

shelter protect them.

shove push them.

loop drape an arm around their shoulders.

touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand. 

kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.

palm smack them upside the head.

bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.

aid help them with a task.

note pass a note to them.

cry wipe away their tears.

wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.

bandage patch them up when they get hurt.

heal take care of them when they get sick.

book silently read a story with them. 

carry pick them up. 

scrap punch them.

cherry find blood on them.

sit help them sit down.  

medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up. 

beat dance with them.

stare stare them down. 

off track get lost with them.

no shaking their head in disagreement. 

yes nodding their head in agreement.

rush tackle them to the ground.

open hold the door open for them.

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Things I love about the “villain turns good” trope:

Ex-villains graduating to “weird uncle” status.

Ex-villains and hero(es) turning the events of previous battles into bizarre inside jokes.

Ex-villains embracing the power of friendship and love.

Ex-villains putting up walls and keeping to themselves until the heroes teach them what it means to trust someone.

Ex-villains messing up and being forgiven because redemption is a process, not an endgame.

Ex-villains being shy and uncertain about their new place as a hero.

Bonus: Ex-villains hiding behind their hero friends during moments of shyness and uncertainty.

Ex-villains being tempted back to the dark side only to realize how much their newfound friendships mean to them.

Ex-villains pretending to return to the dark side, and using their villain cred to be a mole/saboteur on the heroes’ behalf.

Ex-villains taking the same skills and character traits that made them effective villains and using them for good.

Ex-villains defeating current villains by being better at those skills and traits than they are.

Ex-villains being rejected by almost everyone except the very few willing to give them the benefit of the doubt.

Ex-villains being ferociously protective of those few.

Ex-villains convincing old allies and friends to follow them to the light side.

Ex-villains helping their hero friends through guilt and self-doubt by reminding them that your mistakes don’t make you and it’s never too late to turn things around.

Ex-villains receiving unconditional trust and affection from someone small and innocent, and having no idea what they’re supposed to do with that.

Ex-villains reuniting with heroic loved ones that they don’t have to fight against anymore.

Ex-villains looking around at their new friends and their new home and having to sit down and ride out a sudden wave of powerful emotion because they can’t remember the last time they felt content.

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Video by Hiroshi Kondo

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                       It’s almost like       Your 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷’𝓼 trying everything to

                 ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ.

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sometimes suffering is just suffering. 

   it doesn’t make you stronger. 

     it doesn’t build character. 

                                                                it only 

                                                                      … h u r t s

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       Maybe I have 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 before.

             I know this room,                        I’ve 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 this floor.

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In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

Martin Luther King (via goodreadss)

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RPers, please reblog this if you’re ok with para responses that don’t include dialogue.

        Often it seems like an expectation that dialogue will be exchanged in every para response, but sometimes characters are nonverbal, or don’t have anything to say, or are in a situation that would make talking impractical. If the writer puts enough attention into describing their actions, though, there’s still plenty to respond to even without dialogue.         Non-dialogue responses are not “going nowhere.” Non-dialogue responses are not “filler.” Non-dialogue responses are not non-responses.

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    why are you pretending you know me when I don’t even know myself 

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                   The air is cold tonight.         There’s 𝕘𝕦𝕟 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕕𝕖𝕣 in my eyes.

                  This is the eve of battle.