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so  this   was   long   overdue   !       MY   FIRST   FOLLOW   FOREVER   TO   CELEBRATE   MY   FOUR   MONTH   ANNIVERSARY      !        4   months   ago   today   i   decided   to   join   the    s.ailor   m.oon   fandom   for   the   very   first   time   and   was   ridiculously   nervous   since   it   was   so   intimidating     !      gonna   thank   @ofregal    in   advance    for   encouraging   me   and   being   the   Queen   you   are      !      but   thankfully   i’ve   met   tons   of   amazing   people   who   welcomed   me   and   made   this   whole   experience   a   lot   easier   so   bless   you   all       !      i’m   very   thankful   that   so   many   of   you  have   decided   to   follow   me   and   i   hope   we   can   become   friends   if   we’re   not   already    !      now   without   further   ado    !!!

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me online age 13: there's a little thing called proper spelling and grammar, sweetie. :)

me online now: YALL I just went to the grocery store and? omg???????? my left tit got caught in the fucknig conveyor belt at the checkout and Im hdhehdjdndndnejkjnnbgghdddjhn

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      @warflowered

      “   my home  ?   ”   when he breathes , it is with the spirits of a place he once thrived in. blessed sea and stars , it would be , as he soared above the surface of his lake. and once , perhaps , he would have been proud to say he was the SPIRIT of the lake -- a beast magnificent , with such power in his small body. but now , merely a humble being in the wake of a new age , he attempts to appear smaller than he truly is. home  ?  he had known of the word long ago.

but now it feels more like a stranger than a friend.

“   somewhere   ...   a place where I can’t reach. and what of your’s  ?   ”   he eyes her , not out of curiosity for it is not his place to PRY -- but instead , with the warmth of rounded eyes and that japanese hospitality.

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tag the fictional character you ride or die for

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starter call

hey my dudes – like this post for a starter ! i’ll get to these when I eventually have icons.

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           ONCE you meet someone , you never really FORGET them

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            @valkiriya

      though he is smaller than her , having the form of a child rather than of an adult , haku still wraps his arms around her torso as though he were older -- with such gentleness for such a great spirit. it’s rather odd , he thinks , how it feels as though he were being smothered in her grasp rather then the other way around. but he thinks nothing of it -- it is , perhaps , one of the most reasonable things he’s come across. but troubled she is , and he’ll be there to comfort her , no matter what.

“   ...   what’s wrong  ?   ”

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@iincendiu

ur fc is absolutely gorgeous like hollLY shit 

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sighs as I look @ my drafts

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            @neutralfate

      “   it shouldn’t be that way. not for you , for us -- not for anyone. but that’s how it works. and you have to learn to live with it.   ”   he glances down , away.   “   the gods are never so merciful.   ”

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           @fateburden

      “   at this rate , you’ll bleed to death. i’d like to help you , if you’d like.   ”   a moment in which he holds his breath , steam escaping from his nostrils -- as though he were warmer from the inside out , something churning and boiling in his stomach.   “   move your arm. it’ll hurt just a bit.   ”   he gently nudges at the young man’s shoulder , touch soft and gentle. though his eyes are cold , hard , his heart aches at the sight.

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           @saecris

      “   you might as well be careful with what you say around here. word travels fast -- faster than you’d expect. in less than a second , if I were to round it up.   ”

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            @ofthewiind

      “   the spirits of these lands are calming. it’s strange -- different from where i’m from. it’s loud over there. much so. here   ...   ”   he opens his arms out wide , fingertips stretching towards the heavens.   “   they’re like whispers. quiet.   ”

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          @twnkletoes

      “   well that was -- that looked like magic !   ”   disbelief colors his tone , as he looks over the young man with such utter shock -- he finds that he cannot explain the phenomenon , and wouldn’t dare to. after all , how often did he see a human performing something similar to that of magic ? it was odd , so very strange , that it began to stir feelings of doubt in his gut. like an omen , it calls for him.   “   are you a witch of some sort ?   ”   he knew witches were often women -- but he could not say with absolute certainty , nor could he say this young boy was actually , well , a boy.

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            @wishbottled

      “   -- I wonder   ...   do you believe it’s stronger if someone were to choose their own name rather than have it given to them  ?  choice is always a reflection of who we are , after all.   ”