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WHAT KIND OF LOVE ARE YOU?

Love as a Flaw

Cowering, your love hides in the dark. In shadows and under cover of night, your love runs from corner to corner, afraid to linger, afraid to be caught. Afraid, afraid, afraid of everything. When you fall in love, it is with alarm bells ringing. Your love is a mistake, a flaw in the code, a purchase you don’t remember making and desperately want to return. You didn’t ask for this. You didn’t want this. It’s a problem–– your problem ––and you would do anything to pass it off, burn it away, scoop it out of you with bare hands, or carved out with hooked knives before it can destroy you. Get it out, just get it out now. You don’t care who you hurt in the process, only that you can’t afford to be hurt first. Being loved by you is to be loved by a figment of the imagination. It is to be loved in halves, or not at all.

#* ✭ ❪❪ larisa ↠ musings ❫. #* ✭ ❪❪ games ❫. #;; this is old so I'm not tagging people

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actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)

back, sender gives receiver a back hug.

beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.

book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.

care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.

catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.

choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.

cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.

cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.

dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.

dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.

dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.

drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.

drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.

draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.

face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.

flower, sender gives receiver a flower.

footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.

forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.

grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.

jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.

kiss, sender kisses receiver.

link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.

massage, sender offers receiver a massage.

patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.

piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.

pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.

pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.

press, sender presses receiver against a wall.

propose, sender proposes to receiver.

quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.

rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.

serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.

sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.

size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.

shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.

sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.

tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.

tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.

tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.

umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.

warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.

zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.

#* ✭ ❪❪ inbox memes ❫.

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@shadyinfo

this gave me Seren/Larisa vibes

#* ✭ ❪❪ my edits ❫. #* ✭ ❪❪ larisa ↠ desires ❫. #* ✭ ❪❪ larisa ↠ musings ❫. #* ✭ ❪ тнe ғαcт ι cαɴ'т нυrт yoυ ιѕ reαѕѕυrιɴɢ┊❛ 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐚 / 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 ❜ ❫

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WHAT DO YOU MEAN ? a collection of various questions that can be asked. feel free to change around anything that needs to be !!

" what do you mean ? "

" oh, so now you can tell me ? "

" are you asleep ? "

" do you hate me or something ? "

" can i help you with that ? "

" is that blood ? "

" where did you find this ? "

" do you remember how it used to be ? "

" do you miss me ? "

" can you turn out the light ? "

" did you have a nightmare ? "

" will i always be second best ? "

" why do you love me ? "

" did you apologize ? "

" do you want more rest ? "

" are you okay ? "

" are you going to finish that ? "

" where are you going ? "

" is that smoke ? "

" didn't you quit drinking ? "

" does your mother know ? "

" are we going to be parents ? "

" how do i look ? "

" can i hold you ? "

" is that a puppy ? "

" can i kiss you ? "

" where did that scar come from ? "

" can you hear my voice ? "

" will you shut up for a second ? "

" are you satisfied ? "

" where are you ? "

" where the hell did you go ? "

" why do i smell smoke ? "

" did you try to make me dinner ? "

" will you go out with me ? "

" will you go on a date with me ? "

" will you marry me ? "

" could you please kiss me goodnight ? "

" are you kidding me right now ? "

" did you shut the door on your way out ? "

" can you see me ? "

" did you get a picture of it ? "

#* ✭ ❪❪ inbox memes ❫.

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@shadyinfo I never made them a mood board and I finally fixed that mistake.

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#* ✭ ❪❪ reanne ↠ aesthetics ❫. #alex┊ѕнα∂уιиfσ ✭ * #shadyinfo #* ✭ ❪ вeιɴɢ wιтн yoυ ιѕ lιĸe lιvιɴɢ ιɴ α ғαιry тαle┊❛ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞 ✖ 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱 ❜ ❫

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#* ✭ ❪❪ my edits ❫. #* ✭ ❪❪ reanne ↠ aesthetics ❫. #* ✭ ❪❪ larisa ↠ aesthetics ❫. #;; never realized I didn't make moodboards for these two so I made them

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🐝  *  ―  𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  add " + " to reverse the action.  )

❛  do you want to tell me about your day?  ❜ ❛  here, you look like you're freezing.  ❜ ❛  i love you just the way you are, and i'm here to remind you of that whenever you need to hear it.  ❜ ❛  i promise i'll always be here if you need me.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could take away all your pain.  ❜ ❛  i'll stand by you, no matter what challenges may come our way.  ❜ ❛  i'm gonna make sure nothing bad will ever happen to you.  ❜ ❛  if you need a shoulder to lean on or someone to listen, i'm here.  ❜ ❛  if you need someone to talk to i'm always just one phone call away.  ❜ ❛  it's okay. i've got you. you're safe now.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to feel this way, we've all been there.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to lean on others for support occasionally.  ❜ ❛  just let me take care of you for a bit.  ❜ ❛  no matter what happens, you'll always have a place in my heart.  ❜ ❛  what do you need me to do to make you feel better?  ❜ ❛  you can always ask me for help if you need it.  ❜ ❛  you just relax and let me do the rest. you deserve a break.  ❜ ❛  you look like you could use a hug.  ❜ ❛  you're always taking care of me so no it's my turn to return the favor.  ❜ ❛  you're not alone in this. i'm here for you, no matter what.  ❜

[ blanket ] sender draping a blanket over receiver's shoulders [ breaths ] sender helping receiver to calm down by using breathing techniques [ compliment ] sender complimenting receiver to make them smile [ cry ] sender offering receiver a shoulder to cry on [ gift ] sender giving receiver a small gift [ hand ] sender holding receiver's hand while they're walking [ hug ] sender pulling receiver into a tight embrace [ injured ] sender helping an injured receiver with everyday tasks [ jokes ] sender trying to make receiver laugh [ kindness ] sender surprising receiver with random acts of kindness [ massage ] sender giving receiver a shoulder massage to tend to their sore muscles [ patterns ] sender drawing random patterns on receiver's skin [ pillow ] sender offering receiver to use them as a pillow [ scars ] sender gently tracing receiver's scars [ sick ] sender bringing a sick receiver whatever they need ( food / medicine / etc. ) [ steady ] sender wrapping an arm around receiver's waist to steady them [ support ] sender quietly sitting down next to receiver to let them know they're there [ touch ] sender letting receiver know they're there through simple touch [ warmth ] sender pulling receiver into their arms to share body heat [ wound ] sender cleaning / bandaging receiver's wound(s)

#* ✭ ❪❪ inbox memes ❫.

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❝ What kind of idiot walks up to me expecting me to be nice? ❞

#* ✭ ❪❪ randel ↠ in character ❫. #* ✭ ❪❪ dash ❫. #* ✭ ❪❪ crack ❫. #;; throwing shade on Ybraldir? yes

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Prestige mattered more? Ha! What a joke! It was a naïve way of looking at things to deny that money was what made the world turn, especially for those rich enough to not have to worry about it. That kind of mindset told him that this man certainly was well off in life and never truly struggled for the smallest necessity in the way he had. With that in mind, it was obviously they'd likely never see eye to eye on much of anything—the look in the other's eye cemented that, that judgment towards the words he had just said.

❝ Well, I gotta say that answer is pretty shit, ❞ the exorcist replied with a laugh, unbothered by how rude he was being in this moment. He wasn't here to make any friends or allies, and this loser was in the way of using his time for better, more important things. Not to mention, a certain someone might start trying to cling to him the moment he arrived at the manor if he dragged his feet too long.

On top of that, he did need to test out the new enhancement his sword got too, and he was eager to see if it would work, ❝ anyway, if that's the only thing you need, I'm headin' out. I ain't here to humor a conversation with some brat who sees himself as morally superior by killing things with kindness. ❞

Not a muscle in his face moved except to speak in his poised temper.

"Price is not the important thing" while this world and contracts were accommodated around money and debts, for him it was not a concern. "For me it's about prestige - does that answer your question?" he replied politely. There was some derision in the boy's tone that he didn't like but he could tolerate it because he hadn't answered a yes or no on the subject of the address he needed.

Even if he agreed that that sword was a total waste, he would certainly use other words to say so.

#* ✭ ❪❪ randel ↠ in character ❫. #malaeartes #ybraldir┊мαℓαєαятєѕ ✭ * #;; sorry for the shortness here

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Covered in head to toe with snow, Alex stood outside her doorway with a bouqet of paper flowers, accompanied with a box that was full of all and every plushie he made by hand, except the black cat. "Happy Valentines Day!" He exclaimed, muffled by his scarf. Like a boy, he extended the gifts to her. "I couldn't decide. Please keep all of them." Had it not been for the scarf, Reanne would be subjected to the flustered expression he had on his face.

UNPROMPTED ┊always accepting.

The last thing she expected this holiday was to be greeted with the sight of her crush at the door. Honestly, she had only gone out to maybe catch that high end dinner deal she saw on a mall flyer, but seeing a familiar dark haired boy standing at her door threw that plan out the window. Considerably baffled by the exclamation—Reanne hadn't expected him to show up at all—the auburn haired girl looked at him speechless. Then a box of crochet dolls and a bouquet of paper flowers was thrust before her.

She couldn't help but peer into the box filled with the cutest renditions of critters in it—a little green frog, a dark blue whale, a yellow octopus, a white rabbit, and lastly a light blue penguin all with those beady black eyes that maximized the cute factor.

Woah, such... cute... crochet dolls!! And the flowers too?

❝ These are... for me? ❞ she murmured in disbelief as she took the flowers carefully from the boy's reddened and cold fingers, a blush blossoming on her cheeks. What was with the sudden spotlight she felt she was under? Gingerly reaching her free hand out towards the adorable light blue penguin doll that was calling her name, Reanne gently wrapped her hand around the delicate craftsmanship, stroking its head with her finger.

Was it just her or was she seriously surrounded by such talented and skilled artist friends now? This little penguin was so cute she just had to cuddle it tonight!! Ahhh! It was such a perfect little thing! She'd keep it on her bed and squeeze it and throw it in the air and— Gosh, she was absolutely smitten with this little guy! And the best part was that the guy she liked was the one who made it! How could it be any better than that?!

Her gaze momentarily returned to Alex, cutting her internal gushing short. Should she reaffirm how she felt about him? Definitely! Clearing her throat, Reanne shyly lowered her gaze to the dolls, fixing her eyes on the little penguin. She began to open her mouth but then her chance slipped away when the boy insisted she take all of them. Huh, wait. S-She couldn't take all of them! That would be— wasn't she only supposed to take one of them? Taking all of them would be rude wouldn't it, even if they were all super adorable?

Pulling her arm back she lifted her gaze to the boy in front of her, the one currently hiding away in his scarf, ❝ Hey! I can't—! ❞ Hold on, Reanne. Tell him your feelings without any doubts this time. Then you can address the other stuff.

❝ Um, I as much as I hate the idea of saying it today of all days... ❞ she slowly trailed off, weighing whether or not it was worth officially taking their relationship to the next level. She could always pretend they got together on a different day if she really hated it that much—not that she was ever good with remembering anniversaries anyway; yeah, that was reassuring—just forget the date and only remember the memory. Looking into Alex's eyes, she grew more serious, her free hand twirling locks of her hair around its fingers, ❝ I want to officially be your girlfriend if you'll let me. ❞

As her gaze lifted, she finally was able to face Alex properly, and it was then she noticed all the snow piling in his hair too. Eyes widening as she realized the amount of snow he was covered with, Reanne scrambled to somehow help him warm up, brushing the snow off his jacket the best she could with her bare hands.

Alarmed at the possibility of him giving himself a cold, the girl abruptly ushered him inside her apartment by tugging at his arms with her hands, ❝ Ah! Come inside before you freeze! ❞ she exclaimed hurriedly, only just realizing how long he was likely waiting out there for her to open the door if not preparing himself for this conversation. She couldn't let him freeze out here! ❝ we can keep talking inside! ❞

#shadyinfo #alex┊ѕнα∂уιиfσ ✭ * #* ✭ ❪❪ reanne ↠ in character ❫. #* ✭ ❪ вeιɴɢ wιтн yoυ ιѕ lιĸe lιvιɴɢ ιɴ α ғαιry тαle┊❛ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞 ✖ 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱 ❜ ❫ #;; FORGIVE ME FOR HOW LATE THIS IS #;; I guess 2024 is the year of making years long development finally blossom into official couples haha! #;; what a good year!! TT0TT

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ngl, it's definitely canon at this point that the few paintings she has hung up in her room are commissions from Keith or paintings she bought from the one art sale he had to clear out old paintings. She adores his paintings a lot and they really help calm her down when she looks at them. She has one featuring a calming beach on a sunny day, another one with a dainty flower field in the woods with speckles of sunlight streaming in, and an amusement park with a Ferris wheel, colorful tents, and a bunch of balloons with a soothing ambiance that doesn't make the painting feel loud and chaotic.

Pictures and paintings of settings that aren't ones she frequents tend to distract her/change her train of thought if she's in a bad headspace, and why not use that to her advantage when her bestie is top tier at painting scenery that somehow inspire awe or evoke calmness and serenity? She claims that feeling is due to how much care he puts into each painting, but he doesn't really seem to see it the same way.

Other photos on her wall are basically random food photos she took but she normally takes them off after a time otherwise she starts craving—which could potentially lead to binging behavior. If she doesn't have food photos up on the twine strings that connect the paintings, then she really just has those three paintings up. Her walls are quite bare because she doesn't have much to hang up to begin with.

#* ✭ ❪❪ reanne ↠ headcanons ❫.

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err, this looks really off to me. I think I forgot how I went about doing ref pages when I was doing Niko's...

(also the ref for the prosthetic is from radio guy, but they no longer have the image I used to draw the side view to link directly for credit... ><')

#* ✭ ❪❪ niko ↠ visage ❫. #* ✭ ❪❪ my art ❫. #* ✭ ❪❪ queue ❫.

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Randel acts like he'd be into all the r-18 spicy things and certainly plays into the implications in conversation sometimes, but in reality, he has 0 desire for such contact. He can barely handle anything more than holding hands with a person he genuinely likes—that is unless he's super pissed off, irritated, or angry about something (that's when he'll be super aggressive with physical acts and definitely tread into problematic waters).

This low tolerance for physical intimacy (which is rooted in the fact he has always been touch starved and therefore has no exposure to prolonged physical touch) is also part of why he prefers to have heavy control in relationships.

#* ✭ ❪❪ randel ↠ headcanons ❫.

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OOC. me realizing Niko's profile is heavily outdated due to how much he diverged from his base concept in actual writing—well, let's hope I can update it soon because I'm drawing a ref sheet.

#* ✭ ❪❪ to be deleted ❫.

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WHAT KIND OF LOVE ARE YOU?

Love as a Threshold

Your love does not ask for much. Your love does not take. Your love is free, and unquestioned, and here for wherever needs it. When you fall in love, it is as gentle as a breath in the night. It is quiet, and it is effortless. It is tender. If your love was a house, it would readily welcome all who come through. If your love was a hearth, it would warm the hands of whoever stopped by, whether for a day, a month, a year, or forever. When you fall for someone, it is without strings, without conditions, without need. You love for the sake of loving, for the sake of caring for those who need it. You love with a giver’s heart and a giver’s hands and are made so much stronger for it. Being loved by you is to always feel at home. Your love may not always be well-received by those unprepared to linger, but it is unforgettable all the same.

Tagged by: given the link by @malaeartes

Tagging: @shadyinfo and @s-theunknown

#* ✭ ❪❪ niko ↠ musings ❫. #* ✭ ❪❪ dash ❫. #* ✭ ❪❪ games ❫.

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The moments that ticked by after her confessed such a vulnerable feeling felt like absolute torture. Would he be accepted or rejected? Would Analyn disregard it and force him to leave and let her die in a pool of her own blood? His fingers tightened their hold on the little crevices in the wooden door, almost as if trying to tear through it in hopes of alleviating his emotional mess of tension, fear, and anxiety. A single sound broke through that mess, making Niko instinctively back away from the door—a creak that signaled its opening.

Putting himself on alert, Niko prepared himself for anything he might see or have to react to, his fingers jerking away from the door, his arm lowering, and his gaze darting towards where he assumed Analyn would be crumpled on the floor. And he was right; Analyn was crumpled onto the floor.

Immediately crouching down, the brunette held his breath then let it out smoothly in an effort to not react with panic. The first thing he did was gently wrap an arm around her torso to aid in holding her together. He couldn't tell if this was her typical separation point, but she was certainly injured and needed the assistance. As her blood stained the gauze wrapped around his arms, Niko began to reach for the end of it, carefully pulling it off to reveal his burned and charred skin beneath.

The coldness of her skin didn't deter him, being completely used to the chill of death on his own skin. As the corpse began to wrap the long gauze strip around her waist, he leaned in and gently pulled her closer, careful to not disturb her wound more as he haphazardly patched it up the way he knew how to. In an effort to calm her down, he murmured into her ear, ❝ You don't need to say it, ❞ he said softly, ❝ all I want is to stay and make that wish of yours come true. I'll do so much more than just grow old together with you. ❞

The way she clung to his knee told him everything. She didn't want to die even if she believed it was her time to go. And that was enough. He'd do everything he could to help her here and now. Fully sitting down for better comfort and practicality, the brunette continued to unwrap other limbs he kept covered in gauze and repurposed them to suppress Analyn's bleeding, ❝ I'll hold you tight, whisper sweet nothings into your ear, never let you go... I don't ever want to leave you alone. ❞

Upon wrapping her up the best he could, Niko gently pulled his head back to assess her. It wasn't the best treatment of course, but he wasn't a medical expert nor a doctor who could reliably stitch her properly. All he could hope for was to stop the bleeding until she could get better help. His gaze slowly drifted over her figure, hoping that what he did was enough.

"Niko," It comes out as a whisper, tears immediately pricking at the corners of her eyes. Arm shielding her eyes from the burning sunlight, her teeth tightly pressed against one another into a pained grimace. So terribly did she want to clamp his mouth shut, tell him to take all those words back and to never tell her such false things. A part of her strongly believed them to be lies, that Niko mistook friendship for something more than that. The very few years spent together, blinks of an eye in comparison to the years she has spent alive. She imagined that the time he had spent with her was even shorter, insignificant in the grand scheme of things. So, why? Why? Why? Why did he have to say he loved her?

Analyn never exactly thought about it, it was something so simple as living. She recalled when they started as acquaintances, that reciprocal relationship between two undead beings. By the time it had evolved to friendship, she had already been content with leaving it there. There was no need to think of anything else, not when she believed herself to be unable to love and be loved in return, not in a way that binds her to someone else until death. To call Niko her friend, such as enough and will always be enough. Of course, piled under all her denial and logical excuses, she had come to love him in her own way. It would have been impossible to not grow to care for him.

Love terrified her beyond belief. Still, it was not something she could easily answer out loud. It pains her that she could give an answer he deserved in that moment.

She hastily wiped away at her eyes, refusing to allow herself to look any more sorry than she already was. With a light tap, the door creaked open.

Writhing and trembling on the floor with a pained expression, an arm reached out towards his weakly, fingers barely brushing against his knee as an attempt comfort. The other was wrapped around her waist, struggling to keep her body together as one. Her hand was colder than it used to be, but the strength in the slight press of her nails translated her wish to remain alive.

"I can't promise you anything about how long I can keep going for. You're right, we aren't guaranteed the amount of years we have left." She murmured with a calmed expression, yet unable to draw attention away from the wound caused by her accursed existence. "You've made these last few years so bright, bright to the point where I still wish to stay with you. I want to stay!" The gasp was followed by a heavy sigh, one of content. Averting his gaze, she shut her eyes in thought. "I cannot… It's a hard sentence to articulate and I'm sorry that I can't make it leave my lips.

But I hope you know that I feel the same. I... would be happy to get older, as long as it would be with you."

#* ✭ ❪❪ niko ↠ in character ❫. #analyn┊ѕнα∂уιиfσ ✭ * #shadyinfo #* ✭ ❪ yoυr тoυcн мαĸeѕ мe ғeel нυмαɴ αɢαιɴ┊❛ 𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨 ✖ 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐧 ❜ ❫ #;; oh my gosh-- THEY'RE OFFICIAL #;; AHHHHHHH #;; THIS MOMENT IS SO BEAUTIFUL I'M CRYINGGGGG TT0TT