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yarntraild · 2 years
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@00110000exe sent a 🎁         //         road to hell — sleigh bells
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“ don’t run away from me. ”
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pendraigon-moved · 2 years
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                         @00110000exe​   ›   𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢𝔡   𝔣𝔬𝔯   𝔞   𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔯,
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                       ❛   i   want   you   to   swear   to   me,   what   you’re   telling   me   is   true.   ❜
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anamnaesis · 2 years
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his is a quiet sort of agony— one made from distant stars ( far from home / the night sky is so different here ) written upon flesh, buried deep in his hearts. tyrias had resigned himself to suffering alone ( airi is far from him, now / he thinks of her smile ), but this being ... this being not so unlike him ( i am everywhere and nowhere / i exist, i exist, i exist ) focuses on exposed scars. he knows to expect it, even if he does not — conversations always start differently ( he watches the interaction and rewinds it again and again ), don’t they.
❝  you don’t have to tell me how you got it.  i - i - i just wanted to see.  ❞ @00110000exe​
❛ you’re curious. i know — or, i have known ... i will know again — ❜ 
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    ❛ it’s an old scar, it doesn’t hurt anymore. ❜ 
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romancemoved · 2 years
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💞!?
✨ @00110000exe. meme. still accepting!
r actually gets my signature scent!!! glkjgdf it's not a perfume-perfume, it's a body and hair mist, but holy shit. innisfree black tea.  this one is so... complex. it’s insanity. when you first spray it, there’s a hit of... hot? it’s so so spicy. i’m guessing it’s the amber and musk base notes. it’s spicy and makes your nose tingle. it’s so weird. but then as it dries down, it’s airy, floral, but earthy and kind of... dirty. that’s probably the rose and sage notes.
it’s a very mysterious kind of scent. and it’s hard to put in words. it does have a tea quality to it, too. like a straight from the bag. expensive tea, too.
the main accords according to fragrantica are:  powdery, musky, aromatic, citrus, amber, white floral, violet, rosewoody, floral.
it kind of takes you on a ride, this one. you go through all the notes on the scent wheel before it settles onto your skin in a light, earthy flowery scent. it just clings to your skin for hours. and there’s an airy quality too. it’s like you’re experiencing the earth and the sky all at the same time.
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lcsthings · 2 years
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“Sorry - did - I - I - I scare you?” @00110000exe​
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      SHE HAD STARTLED, INFINITESMAL THOUGH IT WAS. Ancient things do not surprise easily, especially one such as her. Seen so much, learned so much only after her journey away from her meadow, but never had she seen the likes of which stood before her. A hoof scuffs the ground, flowers blooming in the dirt, says, “ You are no red bull.”  Nor was the stranger a king with fingers so thin they creaked & jangled like bleached bones; not old Fortuna, flashing gnarled teeth through cage bars. “ Should I be scared? ”
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hermarks-a1 · 3 years
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@00110000exe​ said: "Mom, I - I - I wanna tell you something." Paxton's voice is quiet with gentlest gaze on the other's, their presence next to hers on the couch— ice and fire together. Shaky finger trace along the lines of their palm, a seeking for ease to help them be open and raw to her. "The colour 'red' sometimes... ma- ma- makes me sad. It is - it is scary to me." Their head lowers, as if in fear that she will react negatively to the fact. "I do not - I do not like the word of it in my mind or my - or my mouth, or hear of it. I - I - I do not like to see the colour of it on - of it on anything or anyone." They grimace and stare down, feel the ache in the chest to think about their mother who mainly goes by—
"But you've made it a hap- a happy colour to me." Softer, more open and raw just for Red. "You turn it in- in- into a home for me to - for me to stay and sleep in... while there is love... Only love." Tears roll over their cheeks, shaky hands into more shaky fists. "When I think of - when I think of red, I do not see blood." Finally, with enough courage, they look back at their mother and smile, what is weak yet still so lovingly present nevertheless ( and for a moment, the world melts by their unending tenderness ). "I see only you... So... tha- thank - thank you, Mom, for being the better meaning of red."
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never  liked  the  way  her  real  name  rolled  on  tongue,  implication  of  her  origins  and  all  the  bad  memories  it  carried.  named  little  fire  ---  and  a  fire  she  had  been  indeed,  bright  hot  red  and  burning  down  everything  that  ever  dared  to  hurt  her,  bring  her  down  and  annihilate  her.  and  then  red  was  everywhere  ---  her  clothes,  her  hair...  the  floor  she  died  on.  would  have  been  so  easy  to  surrender  to  it,  add  it  to  the  stream  of  things  that  trigger  her  fears  and  paralyze  her.  gaze  melts  into  paxton’s  as  she  listens,  head  nodding  along  to  his  words  because  she  understands.    “  i’m  sorry  you  feel  this  way.  ”    comes  in  gentle  tone,  book  she  was  reading  placed  on  lap  so  that  hand  can  cup  their  cheek.
“  but  i’m  glad  it’s  getting  attached  to  a  feeling  of  love  now.  ”    she’s  quick  to  add,  tight  lipped  smile  directed  at  her  child  is  all  she  can  muster  without  emotions  getting  the  best  of  her  ---  long  believed  she’d  never  be  a  mother,  let  alone  one  that  would  be  good  to  her  children,  and  yet  here  she  is,  being  thanked  for  the  kind  of  love  that  should  be  given  for  granted  when  it  comes  to  family.  thumb  gently  brushes  tears  away,  lips  pressing  a  kiss  against  their  forehead.    “  thank  you  for  my  being  my  kid.  ”    comes  remark,  shaky  laugh  quickly  following  as  she  pulls  them  into  a  hug.    
“  you  were  our  missing  piece,  you  know.  ”    and  it’s  not  a  confession  she  makes  lightly  ---  love  only  growing  in  her  house  since  pax’s  arrival  and  making  her  feel  blessed  for  their  presence  in  her  life  and  the  one  of  those  she  cares  the  most  about.    “  do  you  know  why  i  chose  red  as  my  name?  ”    she  inquires  then,  tone  lower  as  she  can  already  feel  words  chocking  in  her  throat.    “  because  red  symbolises  courage  and  power  ---  something  i  didn’t  always  have  in  my  life.  ”    and  truth  be  told  would  have  never  imagined  to  have.    “  so  i  said  it  again  and  again  until  it  felt  like  me  ---  it  was  an  armor  until  i  actually  felt  that  courage  and  power...  but  you?  it’s  all  in  your  heart  already,  baby  ---  and  this  makes  you  really  really  special  and  loved  dearly  forever.  ”
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hopeforged · 2 years
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@00110000exe​ liked for a starter from jude !
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 “  holy  shit.  we  actually  made  it.  ”
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murdcck · 2 years
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❝ With - with a - with a name like that, you have to be a bad guy. ❞ [ R, mumbling to xemself afterward: Matt Murdock... Matt Murder...s... ] @00110000exe​  / prompt
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      “ WELL, SOME MIGHT SAY I AM, CONSIDERING MY PROFESSION. ” The amount of times he heard someone accuse him protecting the terrible ones, the disgusting & perverse... But Matt believed in second chances, perhaps more so than most in this day and age. “ I, uh... like to think otherwise. Giving a voice to the little guy is the best I can do. ”
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hisseptember-arch · 3 years
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INCORRECT QUOTES    |    @00110000exe.
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spidcysense · 2 years
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@00110000exe​ liked for a starter !
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     “  well,  i  don’t  understand.  ” 
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timewarn · 3 years
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@00110000exe​​ gave the doctor a kiss on the cheek.
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            a smile sprouts upon his features ,   wide ,   cheek to cheek .    it’s a precious sort of moment -- the sort of moment that deserves to be treasured .    such a delicate connection .   the nameless one gives him that gift of a kiss and he makes a little noise of appreciation ---------------------- as though he hasn’t been kissed in a while .
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           ❝    that’s so sweet !    ❞      he comments ,   enthusiastically ,   as he reaches up and lets his fingertips touch the point of contact one the other’s lips have left his face .   investigating the spot .   it still tingles with the warmth .    ❝    did i do something good ?    ❞
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romancemoved · 2 years
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🔥 !
✨ @00110000exe. meme. still accepting!
forced diversity is lame lol. i remember this one time someone with a twilight multimuse except RACEBENT™ followed me and i IM’d them straight up and said i dont give a shit about roleplaying with their brown / black washed mayo ass blog and to block me. they were like ‘ oh its ok the story isnt racist anymore because i took those parts out and made bella black ’ that wasnt even rly the problem. the problem is that i think twilight fans are dumbfucks with bad taste
that’s not how that works. and i’m tired of multimillion dollar companies doing it too. if youre going to write black, brown, etc people. give us our own stories with our own lore. i dont give a shit if you make hermoine from harry potter black or some stupid ass marvel character latine or whatver. that shit sucks anyway.
some people pull it off. i’ve seen it
but not on this site.
to racebend someone you have to deconstruct their entire essence. you can’t have a black tony stark without remaking his backstory from the entire ground up. and tbh not many ppl wanna take up that kind of nuance sooooooooooooooooooooo maybe stop? maybe make ur own lore or get inspired by lore that already exists???????????? it’s not that hard
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nitebitarchive · 3 years
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00110000exe asked:    “   hold  my  hand ??   ”  
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             “ 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄. ”  but in between all of that confusion, her gloved hand finds theirs and for a second — things are not so bad anymore. she takes a second to breathe before looking at their surroundings. her eyes adjust to the darkness around them, but she doesn’t recognize the place their standing in and she can’t remember how she got here in the first place.
     now that she thinks about it , she can’t remember anything. did she really lose track of herself for a whole day? she feels a knot in her throat and it’s a miracle she finds her voice, even if it does only come out in a hushed whisper,  “ did you — follow me here? or .... were you always here? ”
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lightdevour · 2 years
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ah, someone has been watching; an UNFAMILIAR magic, unsettling ( he’s only passed through the rift a few times / it feels like the rift is right beside him ). yet, the strange magic speaks — the magic has the form of a human? flickering here and there, as if they were everywhere at once. 
❛ do - do you - do you think you can make me one of these? , @00110000exe 
❛ one of ... ah! ❜ a glance to the mix of herbs, folded leaves. a gentle sort of magic, that of the elks. ❛ they’re charms. for whatever you might need it for ... comfort, luck, protection, there are herbs for most of those, and in the offchance where there isn’t, then a mix ... ❜ 
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❛ yes. i’d be happy to make one for you. ❜  
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calvinclause · 2 years
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@00110000exe liked !
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⸻ ❝ i think comet likes ya' , pal . ❞ scott " ho ho ho's " to himself observing his favorite reindeer companion nibble on the other's scarf.
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feigncourage-moved · 2 years
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❛  i’m - i'm - i'm proud of you.  ❜
@00110000exe​    |    prompt.
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the words make september freeze in their tracks, doe eyes blinking as they process the words.   “   huh?   ”   quiet, practically a squeak, clearly entirely shocked. they haven’t been told that much in their life, especially not by people that were actually being genuine. their father said it once or twice, but it was always after september did something they now realize was horrific. it was never real pride, it was his way to keep them hooked, to feed them praise so they’d do whatever he said. but when xe says it... well, it’s different. it’s real. september can feel it, can feel that xe means it, that xyr not trying to manipulate them.   “   are you makin’ fun of me?   ”   words tumble out before they even process that they’re saying it aloud, eyes quickly widening with regret. they can’t think of a single way to make themself seem more pathetic than to ask that. but they don’t know how to direct the conversation away from that little question, too caught up in how humiliating it is that that was their first response to the words. they shrink back slightly, shifting in discomfort, gaze moving away from xem. they don’t want to see the look on xyr face, don’t want to know how that answer made xem feel.
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