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archiving this acct in preparation for remaking.

don’t be too frustrated, you’re smarter than you know.

@blunite

perhaps it’s the spell that’s confusing him, maybe it’s the ingredients, maybe it’s all of the above. he’s the only one in the coven that never did spells & when he hears the door open he’s so relieved. “hyung!” his voice is loud, as always. “can you help me with this? it’s supposed to be a healing spell but… i don’t know what to do- it’s like math! it’s bullshit!”

POLITIC INTENT GLAZES TIRED EYES, split in colour as the moon phases heaved and shoved him, like the tides. he worked nights, and had nearly been wholly consumed by his exhaustion by the time he’d stepped off the bus near their apartment, but minho’s enthusiasm was the flint to his steel, sparked some modicum of energy back into his step. he kicked his shoes off, stepping onto the hardwood, ‘ i think you must spend too much time looking at these books, it must all blur together, ‘ takes minimal strides to adjourn the distance between himself and his roommate, peers down at the book in front of him, ‘ ah… i think you need to mix the ashes of incense with the stub of a black candle and bury it, but you need to be precise with the placements of them, or else you might curse them, ‘

#c: deceasedbloom. (minho;)#i dont remember any of my tags #fuidshsipuf

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#i. the radiant jewels of existence. (aesthetic)#i. fleeting bite of the hand that feeds. (closet)#BOI

also i instablock bts blogs and blogs w bts fcs. too many bad interactions plus i think they suck!

#OOC.#i'm not here to be nice anymore.

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#rpc #indie rp #psa.

hi, pls add me on discord heh. roses without thorns#6219

#OOC.#dont send me hate #im sad

#listen i #it #wasnt me who said it this time.#NDBSNDNSNDN #tw fake fans

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#i. the radiant jewels of existence. (aesthetic)

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loving the touch of your fingers, in my hair it still lingers~

#i. the radiant jewels of existence. (aesthetic)#I LOVE #DOUBLE B #BAM MOTHERFUCKING BAM

hi i do a lot of my rping on discord! i’m not down to post it here but if u dm me i will give it to u!

#ooc.#important.

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Muse A is an immortal being that’s been around for a very long time and every few thousand years, he meets the soul of Muse B. Whether it’s the eyes, their mannerisms, something always speaks to Muse A and they know that Muse B is the same soul, and every time they fall in love, they only end in tragedy. Fast forward to present time, and Muse A meets Muse B again. Will fate change this time, or will it be a repeat of the many times before?

#i. the most guilty of pleasures. (wanted)#lmao i think this person has me blocked on their new accounr #but they followed me first and this is all i saw and HUGE WANT

shineepics

monthly live connection concert ✩ 151020 © broomy (do not edit or crop logo)

#i. the solitary voice amidst the darkest waves. (self)

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1 2 3 yeah ㅎㅅㅎ

#i. the solitary voice amidst the darkest waves. (self)#god he makes me soft

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multimuse . multiship . rules . muses .

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#wowowow this is pretty #wish i wasnt wack at graphics

“ i just feel like everything is falling apart. “ (kyuhyun)

THERE WAS A SOLICITOUS LOOK in fragmented eyes, moonlight took to his skin like fog to glass, haunted his physique and made a miracle of him. delicate fingertips dance over kyuhyun’s shoulders, compress, a firm grip with which he sought only to ground his distressed partner.

WHAT WAS HE IF NOT a pillar to his friends, if he didn’t use his power to benefit the suffering of those closest to him, protect them with power that radiated from him, eddies and he was the whirlpool. he pulled the younger to close to him, cupped the back of his head despite the variance in height.

“ i know, you must be suffering… “ he hummed, a sadness clinging to his tongue, syllables laced with his crystalline care, with the empathy, not pity, of a friend, “ we’re here for you, you know? minho-ssi and i. let us help you. “