j'ira rhenare

(side blog) / beautiful dance that happened by chance / j'ira rhenare - courier - balmung

[somebodytodiefor]

What the Water Gave Me by Florence + The Machine

[the-grimdark-emporium]

Never let generosity hold hostages; courtesy is an essential tool, but a cruel master.

[thecollectibles]

Art by Loputyn

[edgerunnerc]

it’s a curse, you know, to feel both everything and nothing. there’s a gaping hole in your chest, tunneling down between the iron bars of your ribs, protecting (imprisoning) the one thing that matters most to you, the most fragile part of the machine; the piece of a puzzle, the main gear, the source of power; and you don’t let anyone through that blackhole, unwilling to risk the chance of pulling someone into your gravitational field; you say you’re trying to spare them of the darkness, but perhaps you’re trying to spare yourself, instead.

— when will you learn that your body is not a prison?  ( c.w )  //  poetry commissions.

[reitsc-deactivated20221203]

[aseaofquotes]

Toby Barlow, Sharp Teeth

[mynameisgarlic-deactivated20231]

[water-aesthetics]

Stay with me by Romário Roges

[bunniesmemes-deactivated2020063]

PSA

Do not guilt trip your partners. 

Do not use your partners as professional therapists. 

Do not use your partner’s muse(s) as professional therapists. 

Learn the difference between real life and roleplay.

Real life ALWAYS comes before roleplaying.

Learn that sometimes people aren’t feeling it and they don’t owe you an explanation if they haven’t been online or answering you. 

If a post says to not reblog it, DON’T REBLOG IT. 

People get jealous, it happens. It’s human nature. Do not use that jealousy to guilt, harass, bully, or attack other roleplayers. Again, this is just a hobby and it’s not real life. It’s FICTION.

[aavillainess]

she walks away, all corded anger and banked violence, and her shoulders slump as if she’s carrying the entire world on them. she walks like she talks, like she fights. he wants to call out her name, say something to mend the burning bridge between them, but the words die on his tongue. she cut him open but all he can see is the empty cavern in her, right where he’s bleeding out memories and apologies. she’s like a dark spot of night in the middle of the early morning, taking all the light with her, and for once, he sees. - excerpts from across an ocean (aavillainess)

[manga-meow]

[mooglemeet]

Alright! I think it’s time for another headcount — wouldn’t you agree?

Please like/reblog this post if you’re an active FINAL FANTASY XIV blog looking for other people to interact with! Whether you mostly post aesthetic, screenshots, rp, etc; as long as you’re a roleplayer to some degree, you like the game and you’re looking for new people to follow, this post is for you! By looking through the notes, you should be able to get a quick snapshot of what players are out there and what content might be of interest!

[ofthe1nterior]

[hellish-daddy]

“The more you love, the more you suffer.”

— Vincent van Gogh (via quotemadness)

[lappzie]

[theunrequitedlover]

[twitterlols]

[smolcatte]

Pheli. Every fuckig time someone calls her out for being short (she’s 4'10").