燃えるゴミ

Eat my heart. The rest is burnable garbage. -ラナ-  the banger for Misui / ミスイ  [18+ / not real ]

[misuirana]

Thought you all need some pink in your life ~ ♡

[cherrycupids]

i’m a strawberry scented angel and i deserve better

[misuirana]

Are you into drawing?

Yes. Or more like doodling. w

[misuirana]

Are you into the sea?

As long as I don't have to step into it, yes. I like to look at it from a respectable distance. If I should go too near, then hell no.

[misuirana]

Are you into sweets?

Yes yes yes yes yes 🍭

[livid-lotus]

ask me “are you into ____” and I’ll say yes or no

[misuirana]

👼🏻

[misuirana]

He could sense the excitement, the flowery smell of someone's nervousness was increasing his playful mood even more, and it couldn't get betrayed by the confident attitude. A sinister cackle was to be heard before a swift shadow scurried through the trees, a claw reaching out suddenly. "Come here, bunnybunny...!"

Rana let his eyes wander through the scenery. It could have been easily mistaken as him trying to find the source of the voice but that assumption would have been a wrong one. Instead, the blonde was taking in the surroundings, a little mischief sparking in his eyes as he heard the cackle followed by the rustle through the leaves. “I told you, you have to catch me first~” it was a soft little chirp that escaped the blonde's lips before he suddenly dug down. He knew how to keep low to just gain that little bit of distance before he’d get up to sprint a little further just so that he could reach the deeper shadows and crouch down again. The blonde hair wasn’t exactly ideal for hiding so he quickly tugged up the hood of the black hoodie to cover up and blend better into his surroundings. He could feel his heart beating just that little bit faster as he listened to his surroundings. Staying low, he continued moving forward, to find a bit more guarded nook to hide in. 

[spiralstaircased]

I love small men. Come here elbow rest

[misuirana]

It’s been a while. What did I miss? (♡´❍`♡)*✧ ✰ ｡*

[misuirana]

Was tagged by @guroxdollxchiaki, @meromerochi and @godxforsaken - thank you ~  ♡

Tagging: anyone who hasn’t done it yet and sees this

ABOUT: Rana

bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, then tag nine people that you’d like to get to know better!

[ AIR ]

i have small hands / i love the night sky / i watch small animals and birds when i pass them by / i drink herbal tea / i wake to see dawn / the smell of dust is comforting / i’m valued for being wise / i prefer books to music / i meditate / i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

[ FIRE ]

i don’t have straight hair / i like to wear ripped jeans and overalls / i play an organized sport / i love dogs / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers /i always try new foods / i enjoy road trips / summer is my favorite season / my radio is always playing

[ WATER ]

i wear bracelets on my wrists / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / i love the sound of a thunderstorm / i want to travel the world/ i sleep *til* midday most days / i love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs / i rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia / i see emotions in colors not words

[ EARTH ]

i wear glasses or contacts / i enjoy doing the laundry / i am a vegetarian or vegan / i have an excellent sense of time / my humor is very cheerful / i am a valued advisor to my friends / i believe in true love / i love the chill of mountain air / i’m always listening to music / i am highly trusted by the people in my life

[ AETHER ]

i go without makeup in my daily life / i make my own artwork / i keep on track of my tasks and finish them on time / I always know true north / i see beauty in everything / i can always smell flowers / i smile at everyone i pass / i always fear history repeating itself/ i have recovered from a mental disorder / i can love unconditionally

[milkkbub]

“I beg you, eat me up. Want me down to the marrow.”

— Hélène Cixous  from “The Love of the Wolf” (via hvorenn)

[misuirana]

He was hiding somewhere in the shadows, and his feral yet alluringly melodic voice was to be heard, singing: "Your time has come, you're right, I'm coming just for you. And when I catch you, please, at least put up a fight..."

“Oh.. I’m shivering.” And the words were true. That singing was indeed enough to make a shiver run down his spine but it was far from fear. Instead, there was mischievousness in that smile that curled onto the small blonde’s lips as he flicked a strand of hair behind his shoulder. It was nothing short of playful and there was a certain confidence in it. “That would mean that you have to catch and find me first.”  

[bunbunbean]

Hunt me.

I crave to be hunted

The thrill of the chase excites me. Knowing that you’re coming for me as I try to hide or out run you, but I know that neither of those will work because you’ve got my scent.

You can smell the excitement between my legs and I don’t try to hide it, I want you to find me but I want you to work for it. You see me dart behind something thinking I’ve won, I’ve outsmarted the wolf but I’m wrong very wrong.

I squeak when I hear your low hungry growl, I turn to run but like a fool I’ve cornered myself. Don’t think me an easy prey though, this bunny fights back and soon the real fun begins.

[figdays]

Baphomet Plushies // mylittlesatan 

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[ramonameisel]

You can do anything to me, Icarus says, wide-eyed and pleading and a dark violet bruise on his hips.

Anything? Apollo laughs but it’s holy and haunted, a cruel sound for a boy that doesn’t know what these words mean. What if I’d hurt you?

Then I’d hand over my body readily, Icarus answers, shoulders raw from old bruises the shape of Apollo’s fingertips.

What if I’d break you? Apollo asks incredulously, hands clenching until his knuckles stand out white against the tanned skin.

Then I’d take it all greedily, Icarus smiles and rests his head against the sweat-covered blanket.

What if I would kill you? What if - and Apollo stops, shaking, eyes desperate and raging and dangerous - What if I would choke you with love?

Then I’d die gladly, Icarus whispers, swallowing against the harsh pressure around his throat and closing his eyes against the cold night.

I’d die, Icarus repeats into the night, Apollo long gone.

The Unfolding

[misuirana]

Oh, I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet. You thought an angel swept you off your feet 🎶