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[haplessbravado]

there's something about facial wounds and scars that really gets me.

you can't hide them. not really. bandages or other coverings reveal just as much or are even more conspicuous than the injury itself sometimes.

the irrevocable change. you won't look the same. small marks or big, slashes, burns, they warp who the victim sees in the mirror. they can't ever forget what happened.

so. much. blood. face and head wounds bleed so much. having to hold someone's jaw or cheek while you mend them??? having to look each other in the eye, see every flinch and grimace... (or not)???

AND THEN the comfort of being accepted with them?? especially if the other person knew the victim before they were injured. being told they're no different than they were before, that they're still loved??? or that they're better than the marks on their skin???

[bloominghands]

–  𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗜𝗧𝗬  𝗠𝗘𝗠𝗘  !  💞

[mpxbes]

;rainy day

open!

Bes hated water. With a passion. Truthfully it was more than hatred. It was fear.

 So... despite it being 2 hours after his shift, the feline still hung around the library and read. He had finished one of his cheesy, smutty romance novels- for the second time -and was currently perusing the lengthy aisle that offered 1000 similar books. Mount Phoenix Library kept an insane amount of every type of book a person could imagine in its perfectly organized halls and Bes took pride in that. There was nothing he really had to do with the amount of literature but over his maaany years working for Amaterasu he had spent hours and hours and hours making sure no aisle was out of order, and not a single book or magazine or article or... anything, really, was out of place. The work never ended either because people tucked things where they didn’t belong ALL the time. He didn’t understand the lack of respect because each work of writing wanted to stay with its family.

Maybe that was sort of a childish way of thinking, but it’s true. 

That annoyance is what kept the cat occupied enough to abandon his previous task in favor of picking up every out-of-place book- enough to run RIGHT into another person, stumbling back and hitting his back hard again a shelf. The ordeal leaves Bes so disoriented it is obvious in the confusion one his face and the flattening of his ears.

[fxrtunas]

Which type of love interest would you be in a dating simulator?

The socially akward brains of the team Socilization doesn't come easy to you. You might struggle to be heard or seen by the ones around you so you prefer to avoid it all together, as frustrating as it can be sometimes. For that reason you might be selective with the people you blend with, and at times it might seem that nobody will truly understand you. But when you find those who resonate with you, you're an extremely kind and loyal friend. Most importantly, you're smart, and people always value that about you. They will constantly rely on you, ask for your guidance and advice, and you're happy to provide it. You like being the reliable friend. You don't get crushes easily, but when you do you don't really know how to handle them. They feel overwhelming and like a waste of time. There's no way they like me back, is it? What if I ruin it? What if I'm reading way too much into it? Remember to relax enjoy the feeling once in a while, chances are that your crush sees that intelligent and kindhearted person everyone else seen in you as well

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[imagineyour-brotp]

Imagine your brotp at a supermarket, intentionally mispronouncing everything

[stardust--and--flames]

Okay, how about an zombie apocalypse (or even some other end-of-the-world scenario) thread where Muse A and their partner have been through quite a lot, and somewhere along the way, they fell in love, basically making them feel like they had a good chance for survival as long as they were together. But one day their worst nightmare comes true and somehow Muse A’s partner dies (accident, self-sacrifice, etc.) and Muse A is utterly devastated. They wander aimlessly, barely taking care of themselves anymore, not really even caring about whether or not they live or die because they’re so heartbroken. Then one day, they cross paths with a familiar face. (perhaps the couple were going to a supposed ‘safe place’, or maybe it was just dumb luck they found another living person or group) It takes a minute or so, but Muse A realizes that the person they’re looking at isn’t their lost love, but their twin sibling, Muse B.

[askcellophane-blog]

Send me 👻 and ill draw our muses stitched together like a zombie fusion

(not like a gross one, like half one, half the other uwu)