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deathshallbenomore4 minutes ago
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i鈥檓 having so much social life these days that i鈥檓 seriously thinking of hiding away in some locus am艙nus
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mythvoiced4 minutes ago
Yeo walks toward Shin with an air of nonchalance, the one he uses to pretend he鈥檚 being casual. Getting closer, he takes out an item from his pocket. He doesn鈥檛 look into Goblin鈥檚 eyes, for he might fail at being smooth with his actions if he does so; hands latching a gold-coated brooch with the shape of a cherry blossom branch onto the lapel of Dokkaebi鈥檚 coat. Tapping his chest twice, Yeo nods and pulls away. 鈥淔or the flowers. A fox can鈥檛 accept gifts without giving something in return.鈥
@jeoseungsaja | PlEaSE call everY emerGEncy number yOU KNOW, because I am NOT OKAY-
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There is a moment, small as it may be, that feels oceans too large and oceans too deep and oceans too... terrifying. When he sees the fox approach, his reaction is the usual. He wipes the smile off his face because he can鈥檛 be this聽obvious, because perhaps his heart feels as though they aren鈥檛 quite somewhere yet where he鈥檚 been given that extra consent that would make adoring gazes okay to express, that would perhaps allow him to look at the gumiho as he always feels about him.
Then, though, he sees the avoidance in the other鈥檚 features. There鈥檚 a terrifying moment there, a deep moment of understanding as it also morphs into, and a moment that stretches in time because of the breath he鈥檚 holding, at watching Yeo avoid his gaze. It鈥檚 odd, but perhaps also a good thing, to feel this much worry at having eye contact between them avoided.
He can鈥檛 think of a reason more fitting behind this than some of his bolder actions: this might be the moment the fox reveals that perhaps it is safer for them to return to their own sides of this particular line they鈥檙e walking. For the flash of a second, concern regarding his well-being flashes too, but he walks normally, his features - radiant, sharp, one should perhaps get to inventing a word that could describe his beauty, not beauty like聽his, his聽- are devoid of scratches and he can鈥檛 see blood splattered anywhere, at least not in that brief moment.
So the other worry reigns superior, all still in this small moment, and Shin shields himself, his chest remains still with the rest of his body, his features try to portray nothing and at the same time understanding, seeming to achieve only the usual sadness painted on still features he鈥檚 known for. This, until the fox moves, the fox鈥檚 hand聽moves.
The former general watches with growing curiosity and eyes how he moves, and that鈥檚 all that he鈥檚 moving on his end, his facial muscles, and his chin, as he tries to lower his head and follow Yeo鈥檚 actions to their end, all the way to the presence of his hand near his chest - he hitches, a little, there, he knows he鈥檚 not going for it, but these are the two things that make up his core nowadays, the sword in his chest, and the man who holds his heart, to see them so narrowly fail brushing against each other does things to a soul.
He remains silent, with those child-like eyes he sometimes turns into such, when they鈥檙e so wide, even when Yeo pulls away, and his gaze doesn鈥檛, enchanged by the brooch attached to his coat. He reaches up to it, brushes careful fingers slowly against it, unbothered by the slight tremble in them, the tremble typical of someone trying their hardest to not move too brashly, to not accidentally destroy what they鈥檇 like to touch. It鈥檚 a little warm, probably because it had been kept close to the body of the gifter.
And it鈥檚 intricate, much like the gifter鈥檚 soul. And it鈥檚 golden, much like the gifter鈥檚 heart. And it is far too beautiful, for the dokkaebi... much like the gifter鈥檚... all. He does look up, as his hand leaves the brooch and subconsciously brushes the spot he鈥檇 been tapped on, an odd sensation considering what all his chest holds, but also pleasant, enough to make him smile like that, giddy, in a way, far too young, just because Yeo had touched him, because it鈥檇 been casual, because he hadn鈥檛 held back. 鈥淎h, of course,鈥 he nods, but the smile on his lips is knowing, and a bit lopsided, as if he鈥檚 trying to keep it in, or at least control the full intensity of it. His eyes narrow a little, because they聽can鈥檛 hold their joy back either.
Oh. When did his hand reach the brooch again? Doesn鈥檛 matter, he鈥檒l gladly keep his fingers on it. He鈥檒l gladly keep it forever. 鈥淗ow foolish of me. It鈥檚 beautiful,鈥 his hand drops again, this time fully, retreats into the pocket of his coat it had come out of, because otherwise it might reach out and drag its twin along with it, in the direction of the treasure of amber before him.
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鈥淭hank you,鈥 and if he speaks slightly more hushed, as if minding a sacred place, or declaring his love, well... Then... It鈥檚 only right so.
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arrestdujour5 minutes ago
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Cash Dale McWilliams
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decompositie6 minutes ago
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remember all thethings that you and i didt first an now youe doing them with her remember all the things that you and i did FIRST you got me got me like THIS HUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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reigenhusband6 minutes ago
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I鈥檝e seen so much on this website?????
I've had someone tell me they want to be covered in ants forever, ive had anons ask what my F/Os opinion on pee (and IRL war) is, I've gotten an anon asking me if it was okay to make an OC based on their unaware IRL crush and selfship with it, AND MANY MORE
But somehow the vegan anon coming onto my selfship聽blog to tell me about how some obscure homophobic meat blogger is gonna replace pride month with聽鈥淚 EAT MEAT鈥 month is the most baffling because i know he is really serious??????
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quixoticprince8 minutes ago
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More armor studies... this time featuring Shura聽 In order it鈥檚 Manga, anime, Soul of Gold, Hades Chapter, Ep G, and Legend of Sanctuary Armor came out a little plastic-looking rather than metallic this time u_u
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littlespoonsokka9 minutes ago
9, 11, and 12
9. for atla: ozai, the old man who snitched on haru, zhao. for lok: the season 2 villain (i can鈥檛 even remember his name) and kuvira
11. mmm nope
12. also no
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pendraegon10 minutes ago
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What Corrigan wanted was a fully believable God, one you could find in the grime of the everyday. The comfort he got from the hard, cold truth 鈥 the filth, the war, the poverty 鈥 was that life could be capable of small beauties. He wasn鈥檛 interested in the glorious tales of the afterlife or the notions of a honey-soaked heaven. To him that was a dressing room for hell. Rather he consoled himself eith the fact that, in the real world, when he looked closely into the darkness he might find the presence of a light, damaged and bruised, but a little light all the same. He wanted, quite simply, for the world to be a better place, and he was in the habit of hoping for it. Out of that came some sort of triumph that went beyond theological proof, a cause for optimism against all the evidence.
鈥淪omeday the meek might actually want it,鈥 he said.
鈥擜ll Respects to Heaven, I Like It Here, Colum McCann
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the-ship-maker-210 minutes ago
Sweet! If it鈥檚 not too much trouble, could I get some head cannons on EJ x Jeff?
Of course bestie
EJ x Jeff HCs
-it's more of an opposites attract kind of thing
-jeff is so loud
-EJ is so quiet
-EJ has impulse control when hes not starving
-EJ is 90% of Jeff's impulse control
-EJ always patches Jeff up after he does something stupid
-Jeff brings people for EJ to eat
-they are both comforting each other
-jeff has gotten EJ to talk more and EJ has gotten jeff to mellow out a little
-they really are good for each other
I hope you like these and feel free to ask again!
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sickcai12 minutes ago
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鈥淭hey know, we know
We're not kidding anyone except ourselves
Stop this world for five minutes
What kind of chances do we give ourselves???鈥
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wetterroomba12 minutes ago
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Subscribe to my only clams
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ethwastaken14 minutes ago
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HE MEANS SO FUCKING MUCH TO ME HOLY FUCKING SHIT I AM GOING TO C R Y
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not-ur-ghoul14 minutes ago
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My favorite tattoo to this day
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