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7. three words from your native language that you like the most?

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7. three words from your native language that you like the most?

idk if i like these the most, but i like them a lot!

hiljaisuus, which means silence or quiet. it has this really peaceful and soft sound and feel to it, you know? it’s a beautiful word. another one that is one of my favourites for similar reasons is avaruus, which means (outer) space!

i didn’t mean to pick two words with similar endings so uuuhhh something completely different: vituttaa. there’s no apt translation in english but basically it describes a state of being pissed off or extremely annoyed, but in a really vulgar way. vittu is used similarly to fuck in english, but a more accurate translation would be cunt lmao. it’s a really really ugly word, but very convenient.

[atlaslain-a-blog]

SMOOCHES U &. TELLS U YOU'RE GREAT <3 Bless u bab ilu <3

OK U KNOW WHAT, I’M TURNING THIS INTO THE STELLA POSITIVITY POST. BECAUSE YOU’RE AN ANGEL. i’m hijacking this. ‘cause U KNOW WHO’S GREAT? YOU ARE. for real, you are just such a source of brightness and positivity every time i see you around and you make me smile. you’re so thoughtful and kind and beautiful and you’re so genuinely wonderful to the people around you and WE’RE HONESTLY BLESSED TO HAVE SUCH A PRECIOUS PERSON AROUND. your writing is gorgeous and your love for riku gives me life, you have literally cleansed my soul and added years onto my life by existing. YOU DESERVE THE ENTIRE WORLD, ILU. @drexm-eater

[moonichor-blog]

Send me a 🌌 for random ( novel ) positivity about someone's blog! / closed

   /  @drexm-eater​​ ( lowkey requested by dottr. )

     This is now the part in which i’m gonna fite you, right? Like I do every. single. day. I can’t really deny that you’re easily one of the people I’ve been following around the longest, no matter which account ( we never really got rid of the mom / son relationships for our muses, huh? ) -- and obviously this has its reasons.       Your blog is like a light source for me on the dash. are you maybe the actual moon because--? Frankly speaking you always make sure to spread positivity, and that people feel loved and welcomed - this alone is quite admirable. Even when you feel there is need to speak up for yourself, you do it so that you remain in a reasonable neutrality. Patience is a characteristic that is valued nowadays, but also very rare, too, and you never gave me the impression you lack of it. I also love every silly little talk we’ve got. I’m grateful you put up with my ass in making 103039202 blogs and still support me and my writing (with its changes). We need to practice a little to stop each other when the other gets weak tho lm f a o. but tbh, we just end up doing the thing anyways so its alright.      As for your portrayal: it’s completely fine to feel insecure sometimes and we all are a bit wobbly with our confidence now and then but honestly, bab, there is nothing to worry about. You can argue about it, but there is technically no use because yes, hello, guess what, your portrayal & writing are gr8, and I’m not the only one who thinks so, trust me. Your love shines through every line you write, in which there is such a wonderful flow of descriptions about your characters mentality, creating visuals from where i can perfectly imagine how your son feels, thinks, acts - you handle that in a inspirational balance to be honest and i associate it greatly with what i saw from canon about stardust child. his voice IS his actual voice, there is literally no alienation from his true tenderness. i love that you don’t leave out what a warm and sweet boy he is, striving for the mature & protective role in whichever group he is involved. I would adopt him with every muse I write, holy SHEET!!! That being said, you always manage a believable accuracy for the characters you portray. I don’t even need to know them and still can believe that is most likely the way they are in that specific universe.      What I can add to this is that I would be pretty much devastated if I couldn’t follow you anymore because I’m luv u??? and i’m proud of you, never forget. 1000/10 would hold u in my arms forever. Stay hydrated, eat your spinach. smooches - mom. 

[asterell-blog]

@drexm-eater

            ❝ Well, that takes care of that, ❞ she says with a sigh, Keyblade disappearing in a burst of light. She turns to the taller, awkward grin stretched across her lips as she laughs. “Fighting together now isn’t any different than back then, is it? Although... The circumstances are very different.” She pauses, lips pursed before she rubs at the nape of her neck, toes wiggling in her boots. “A lot of things changed too, but... Well, my clothes didn’t, so I guess that’s enough for nostalgia, right?”

[inocciiduous]

@drexm-eater:

&. the past few years have made him strong, shoulders stiff with tensions unknown. His brows crease with contemplation more often than not these days, lips pursed into so thin a line it can barely be seen against the pale clamour of his skin.

Her fingers are dainty against his forearm, voice silk against his ears, stirring him from his thoughts and rising him from the deepest depths will tones of light unabashed. Seafoam hues wash away the future, for a while, keeping it out of his reach - forcing him to stay in the moment, with which she looks at him with eyes of which shades match the deepest depths.

His lips curl, the slightest gesture, eyes crinkling at the corners – and his mouth parts for words to spill. Well - one ; but it’s good enough.

“Sorry.”

He thinks too hard sometimes, he knows that ; but he’s working on it.

She smiles brightly when she notes the subtle change in his expression, glad to see something akin to a smile there. “There he is.”

Kairi can’t blame him for his recent decent into deep thought. He has a lot on his shoulders, more than most of them do, what with the new title of Keyblade Master and all. Some part of her can’t help but think it’s unfair, the way that all of their childhoods were cut so short due to circumstances beyond their control, but she also knows things can’t be any other way.

So she’ll settle for trying to keep her friends happy. More than anything, she wants them to remember that they’re loved and that some things will stay the same, no matter how much everything around them changes.

Her hand gently squeezes his forearm as she speaks, her voice soft and warm and light. “There’s nothing to be sorry for.”

[luxkey-archive-blog]

@drexm-eater​ ❤’d for a quick starter.

"I miss it." 

Sora whined from where he was behind Riku, sprawled out on his childhood bed whilst Riku sat on the floor besides it. Sora had quickly found due to how much they'd both grown during their adventure that he could no longer fit the both of them on it, however that wasn't what he was complaining about.

Fingers toyed with freshly cut locks of silver hair, rounded eyebrows furrowed. "How long will it be until it grows back?" It had only been a few days and Sora wasn't used to the change yet, even if it was nostalgic to see Riku with the same cut he used to sport as a child.

[luxkey-archive-blog]

@drexm-eater || LOTS OF CUTES!!

Great catch, and Sora seemed to have hit his target too. Riku smiling and giggle, oh no, that certainly didn't slip passed Sora's ears. He revelled in it actually, that he was actually able to hear Riku laugh, that he was actually able to see him smile after part of Sora had believed that he'd never see this boy again.

So of course, Sora would take advantage of any opportunity he got to see Riku smile and hear him laugh, and what better moment than then? No training, Sora had a decent amount of sleep. The perfect time to throw himself at Riku, and he responded so sweetly, melting Sora's heart.

"Hey!" He responded back, his smile wide once he'd lifted his head and pressed it against Riku's, staring back into those beautifully coloured eyes of his. "I knew that would get you to laugh! Nice catch, by the way... How mad d'ya think Yen Sid woulda been if you missed 'n' fell on all his books?"

That wasn't a subtle clue that Sora would aim for that next time. Nope. Not at all.

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@drexm-eater​ || continued from here.

"But you're hurt!"

That was the whole reason Sora had hurried down onto the rocks, because from above it looked to be a human, curled up in the water, in red and bloody water that soon washed away. He couldn't ignore something like that, even if the rocks were a slippy climb down and Sora only had his sandals on. By the time it took him to run and get help though, it could have possibly been too later.

When he got down there though, after a few slips and stumbles, he was greeted by scales. Bloody scales, but still... Scales. On a human. No-- A person-fish. Ugh, who cared what he was? Even if Sora had just blurted about it(how could he be expected not to though?).

"Okay, I won't touch your scales..." He shrugged off his jacket to his shirt, "but at least let me see your wound. I just wanna help you." His fingers began to try and tear at the edge of his shirt.