Reblog if you love putting your characters through hell and back. Having them bloody, broken, and needing someone to drag them home.
Fight scenes, blood, broken bones, and battle scars.

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Not today Justin
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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if i look back, i am lost
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
we're not kids anymore.
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@lightexpired
Reblog if you love putting your characters through hell and back. Having them bloody, broken, and needing someone to drag them home.
Fight scenes, blood, broken bones, and battle scars.
PSA
I’ve been seeing this a lot lately and I seriously need to address this because it’s absolute bullshit.
I’m sick and tired of seeing people call RPers “elitist” just because they’re selective or only RP with mutuals. These people get mad because they aren’t given a chance, as if they truly believe they’re owed one and that’s so ridiculous it’s hard to actually process.
Here’s the thing: There are several reasons why someone might be selective, there are several reasons why someone might only RP with mutuals, and no matter what those reasons may be, they are all valid and no one has the right to call those reasons bullshit. Someone might have severe anxiety and just can’t handle RPing with more than a handful of people. Some people may always be overwhelmed with people asking them to RP with them and they just can’t handle that many people and that many threads. Some people have lives outside of RPing. There are so many I could write a novel listing them all.
I think it’s so ridiculous that there are people that will downright demand they be given a chance when no one owes them that? No one owes anyone anything. Who are you to think that you deserve to write with them? Who are you to think that they should ignore what they want and do what you want instead?
If you want to RP with a character but they don’t want to RP with you, for whatever reasons(because again, whatever reason they have is valid and you have no right to call bullshit on it), you know what you do? Get upset if you must, but move on and try to find someone else who RPs that same character and see if they will give you a chance. Because if you get pissed and send them hate, call then elitists, try to spread rumors or any other kind of hateful thing, you’re the one in the wrong. Not them. You.
RPing IS for fun! It IS a hobby! Sure, some people RP that also write professionally but that still does not mean they owe anyone anything. Not unless that’s what they want or how they feel. But bringing that kind of attitude where you feel entitled to peoples time and creative energy is bullshit and needs to stop. Just stop it. It’s ridiculous.
Some RPers have specific rules set in place to make their own personal experience while RPing fun! To make their space safe! If you’re going to expect them to set aside their own well being and mental health just because you want to RP with them, you’re disgusting. No one has the right to expect people to change how they feel or change their rules for you just because that’s what you want.
It doesn’t matter how many followers someone may have. They could have over 1000 folowers or less than 20, but they would still not owe anyone a single thing.
If you can’t respect an RPers rules, if you can’t respect them as a person and what they want, you don’t deserve to RP with them in the first place.
Follow me to the light…
I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein (via morgoths)
"Someone else has set foot in your heart. Eraqus, you sly fox..."
[[ Yo-- I made a page with information regarding how I'll handle magical anons and characters under the effects of such. ]]
[[ Replies have been made for freeshooterxig { X }, corruptedseventh { X }, and reforza { X }. Also, thanks again zltobreauxose for the awesome picture! ]]
freeshooterxig:
Why was it that everyone asked about that? His eye rolled before he ended up looking at the younger male flatly.
"You skipped the part of buying someone a drink before delving into their life story, kiddo."
Aaaand suddenly he was ashamed for asking. He felt fine with it a moment ago. Woops.
"Sorry-- I--" He raised his brows and pursed his lips in a frown. A shrug followed shortly thereafter. Yeeeah, okay, he tripped up there and didn't know what to say for himself. "I don't drink. Can't drink? Shouldn't drink." Not that this was about him, so-- "I don't think any bar would let me in, anyway. Else I would buy you drink, uhh... I didn't catch your name...? Mine is Eraqus."
「∞」The smile is returned easily, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I’m quite surprised. He’s been… experimenting, socially-physically, hitting up whoever is willing to give him their time of day. A bit shameful, really; but who am I to judge youth?” he chuckles dryly, something of a half-hearted shrug.
"Miss you?" and a quick kiss to the forehead. "But of course. How could I not miss my best friend, regardless of age?” and he takes a step back, hands behind his back. “Have you been behaving? Or getting into horrible antics?”
His cheeks warmed at the kiss and his smile only grew, "Of course I've been behaving. I'm well known for that." Though... with how much the young Xehanort nearest his own age had changed since leaving his home timeline... maybe it was only to be expected that he'd change, too. Truth be told, he wasn't sure what to do with himself.
"And what sort of trouble could I possible get in, anyway?"
Ahh, there he was, finally. Just before the rain began in earnest, too.
Walking forward, Kairi keeps her head ducked down from the rain before finally coming within ear shot of the stranger. Short, somewhat slim, which meant he was likely young. They seemed to be as eager to get out of Never Was’ usually miserable weather as she was.
"You must be the new guy," she tries to sound pleasant and yell loud enough to be heard over the wind. "Come on, lets get inside the castle." She pauses long enough to indicate the rain that’s starting to pour in sheets. "Welcome to The World That Never Was, by the way."
Welcome, indeed.
"Lead on, miss. Unless you like the rain." Eraqus laughed and gestured toward the castle. Was this going to be his home away from home? The elder Xehanort had many 'friends' here, so he'd been told, though that wasn't the word that was used... He knew everyone here should be host to a fragment of Xehanort's heart, like himself.
He didn't want to drag himself through the memories of obtaining it, only that darkness in his heart had been the key... or perhaps just a lack of light. Either everyone here was twisted, fell on hard times, or... had been just as broken as himself. He smiled and whisked the thoughts away~ Didn't happen, didn't happen~ Everything was alright now, and he was going to make friends here.
Source: by 峰之 萩
{yawn
doodled lightexpired's muse without much reference, so forgive the inaccuracies.
…he’s not actually shirtless, I’m just lazy to the point where I’d rather shade his skin than draw clothes}
[[ How do I words? I'm not prepared for this, I'm slightly drunk-- *trips*
*sobs* Ty. He's so pretty~~~ ]]
from pixiv: ❦
[ ίиfίиίтυм ] ━━>
& It would almost appear as if the other was reluctant to meet his gaze. Fortunately, when Eraqus did look at him, he didn’t turn away again. Good. Xehanort would much rather have the other looking at him than away, and there was a high chance that he would have made Eraqus look at him if he hadn’t done it by himself.
The intonation on the word friend, set him off slightly, and immediately his gaze turned to a slight glare.
”Mockery? Pathetic, Eraqus. I thought it was below you, though I wouldn’t know anymore would I? You seem to have changed significantly from the you as I knew you. As for your later statement, my actions through time are no concern of yours.”
Eraqus frowned deeply. Xehanort had that mockery? Hardly. There was sincerity in the fact that they'd been friends, but now... He hadn't even done anything. Damnable first impressions! At what angle was this even remotely repairable from?
"Don't be bitter, you'll get wrinkles." Hmph. "That aside, you weren't very friendly last we spoke." Even though his pout was earnest, he knew it probably wouldn't help. It faded to merely a sad frown and his gaze slipped away again -- downward, yes, but at some great distance away, so it may as well have been to the side.
Eraqus forgave him, but couldn't place it into words. If he couldn't find a way to, sometime soon, that didn't somehow come off as mockery... then things would only continue to spiral down, he was sure.
[[ 'ello~ Mun here. *taps mic* Is this on?
Notes to self - I need to reply to freeshooterxig and corruptedseventh. I'm waiting on a reply from darkenedinfinity. And I'm eagerly looking forward to potentially playing with some of my new followers!
If I haven't sent something to your inbox yet, and you're super interested in playing, don't be afraid to drop a line into my ask box! ]]
Leonard’s final tweet. RIP Leonard Nimoy. You will be missed.