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IND. ARAYA BLOG. UNDER HEAVY CONSTRUCTION.  PRIVATE & SELECTIVE
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BLADES OF SKATES cut gracefully into ice, leaving grooves behind him as he glides. there was something undeniably intoxicating about it. pushing one foot in front of the other, sailing & spinning & leaping & sinking into the cheers of the crowd. the way he slices over ice, the way all eyes were on him, following him. it was addictive in a private way that was simultaneously so very public. he was a spectacle to behold, to admire. he was the best. // PENNED BY XAN.

                                  IND. VIKTOR NIKIFOROV OF YURI ON ICE.                                     INDEPENDENT || PRIVATE 

                                                       (  ART CRED. )

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“ haven’t you heard? i have no soul. ”

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ahs: coven meme || ACCEPTING !!!

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          gaze lifts to look over the stranger, attention drawn by her voice. i have no soul. it was ironic really … her admitting something like that. most people clung to the idea of their soul so desperately. they craved something that would set them apart, that would lead them to their own fate. but souls — souls were just pretty lies crafted so expertly to make people think they were special… but they weren’t. they had no greater purpose, no reason for walking the earth… people existed to exist. his thoughts crawl from his chest, falling from his mouth after a moment of thought, haven’t you heard? no one does. “
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ahs: coven meme

  • it’s too hot. my frickin’ vagina’s sweating.
  • don’t make me drop a house on you.
  • bitch! i will eat you.
  • is this where we all sing kum-bah-yah?
  • please don’t send us to jail.
  • did we just marry the devil? because i’m not down with that.
  • crotchless panties for everyone.
  • surprise bitch, i bet you thought you’d seen the last of me.
  • she’s innocent… mostly. she killed neighbor but the bitch had it coming.
  • haven’t you heard? i have no soul.
  • don’t be a hater, dear.
  • i think i’m gonna like it here.
  • you must pay for what you’ve done.
  • can’t we just have a little fun?
  • any last words?
  • feel the fear and the pain, let it all in, and then let it all go.
  • i have something you want.
  • get the hell off of me!
  • go to hell, you stupid hag.
  • i can’t feel anything.
  • we’re just messing with you.
  • you can all just die.
  • i need a cigarette.
  • is this just a joke to you?
  • you’re such a goddamn idiot.
  • you look pretty good without a shirt.
  • kiss my ass.
  • you’re a stone cold bitch.
  • when you play with fire,you get burned.
  • you’re mocking my grief.
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kind gestures || accepting !!!

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               he had just been released from the hospital, about half a week ago … he was filthy. he wasn’t allowed to be on his own & he refused to bathe with anyone around him. he knew it was stupid, childish…. but he wasn’t stupid. he wouldn’t try it again when everyone was expecting it. monsters had to be smart, didn’t they? they had to wait — they had to wait for the right moment. but he hadn’t been able to wait in this instance. zaynab had demanded he bathe rather than allowing his stubbornness to get in the way of hygiene. 
one thing had lead to another & he now sat in a tub, refusing to move. there was something so useless in the concept. if he were to clean himself, wouldn’t he be dirty again within the next day or so? before long, zaynab had taken the liberty of washing his hair. massaging shampoo into scalp ravaged by his own fingernails, pouring water over long locks. 
he feels tears sting at his eyes. why did she care? why should she care? he was just a stray boy that had found a place in their home. the seeds of their bond had been planted & had grown into a familial love that araya had never grown to understand. it existed, but he didn’t know how to accept it. he did not know how to truly understand it as he did not understand why she cared so damn much about him taking care of himself. 
he knew there was comfort in the thought. in the thought that they were bonded, bonded as family. as brother & sister. but he did not understand that bond, he did not know it as he should. he loved her, didn’t he? love. love was such a strange thing. love had nearly been broken by the very same reason scars had found a home on his arms. scars that had once bore bleeding veins, exposed to scream crimson into the world .water washes soap from his hair, conditioner being the next on the list. he feels his breath hitch as he fights the moisture in his eyes. 
             “ stop —- stop caring so much. “ he didn’t mean his words, not really.
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kind gestures || accepting !!!!

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          a creature of darkness curls in on himself. he’d gotten into a fight —- he had taken it too far. he had taken it too far. he knew he wouldn’t be prosecuted — no, the one he had… the one he had hurt had been a nameless face to be forgotten. he was gifted, in a twisted way. blood on his hands did not often bother him. he was trained to kill, to taste the satisfaction of death… he had grown to find comfort in it. but he hadn’t been able to stop. he hadn’t been able to reign instinct in, he hadn’t been able to suppress the instincts of a beast. of a weapon.
perhaps that would be useful one day, perhaps it made things easier for him in a world where bloodshed was all he was good for. but he was more than bloodshed. he was araya. he liked cacti & cats, he liked sitting in trashcans & he loved his new little family. he was more than the hiss of a blade & his opponent’s last breath
he had said nothing to nana of what had happened. he had come home covered in fresh blood that was not his own, rage burning out & leaving ashes of fear. what would he become? what would he be — tears burned at his eyes beneath crimson-stained mask. his fear splatters the inside of his lungs, burning holes in the flesh & causes his breath to escape him. 
                  he was more than this. he was more than this. he was more than this. 
an example of gentleness, of control… of what he found comfort in moves towards him. a soft touch removes mask & silent tears turn into an ugly sob. it was not a beautiful kind of crying, like what could be seen in books. books where a child’s tears would fall delicately off of eyelashes & inch slowly down cheeks. it was ugly. it was ugly & it was terrible. it was the sobbing of a child who feared what he was, what he would become. tears burn trails in marred flesh & each time they are wiped away they are replaced with new ones. when nana reaches out — when she brushes away tears… he feels guilty. she doesn’t know what he had done, what had happened. a stranger. a street rat. someone who hadn’t been a problem, who hadn’t been worth drawing his blade… their blood was now pooled on the ground in the street. 
            “ no !” word rips from his throat & he steps back, hand finding a place in his hair. nails dig into his scalp, panicked. he knows she was trying to comfort him, to make him feel better. but he was a monster & monsters didn’t need love. they didn’t deserve it. his voice is small & it hurts to breathe, “ no....no.....no....no....”
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♋ / baki is the worst cook so enjoy.

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kind gestures || accepting !!!!

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           dark eyes rest on the unappetizing sight set before him. a plate of….food? araya was not picky — it was no secret. he would eat what was provided when it was necessary. but… this was not necessary. he lifts his gaze, lips pressing into a thin line, “ you’re bad at cooking. “
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send one for a kind gesture;

♖ comforting after a nightmare ♘ kiss on the forehead ♣ wiping away tears ♝ holding hands ♡ hugging ♦ picking up your character ♤ bathing your character ♠ my muse taking care of your muse when their sick ♛ shoulder rubs ☮ stroking/ruffling hair ▽ patting/rubbing their back ☽ dressing your character ☺ my muse helping your muse fall asleep ❮ my muse comforting your muse as they grieve ♋  my muse fixing your muse something to eat ✍ my muse  teaching your muse ∞ my muse reading to your muse  ♒ my muse giving yours a message
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◆ —— LILO & STITCH QUOTES STARTER PROMPTS.

  • ’ Why are you all wet? ‘ 
  • ’ Aloha! ’
  • ’ You’re vile. You’re foul. You’re flawed. ' 
  • ’ Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind or forgotten. ’
  • ’ If you want to leave, you can. I’ll remember you, though. ’
  • ’ I remember everyone that leaves. ’
  • ’ You! You’re the cause of all this. ’
  • ’ This is my family. I found it all on my own. Is little, and broken, but still good. Ya. Still good. ’
  • ’ Oh, good! My dog found the chainsaw. ’
  • ’ No more caffeine for you. ’
  • ’ Did you lose your job because of me? ' 
  • ’ The managers a vampire. He wanted me to join his legion of the undead. ’
  • ’ Trust me, this isn’t gonna end well. ’
  • ’ I’m sorry I bit you. And pulled your hair. And punched you in the face. ’
  • ’ GIve us a sign you understand any of this. ’
  • ’ Show us that there is something inside you that is good. ’
  • ’ I didn’t teach him that. ’
  • ’ Come on, what’s the big deal? ’
  • ’ Leave my mother out of this. ’
  • ’ You are such a pain. ’
  • ’ Then why don’t you sell me and buy me a rabbit instead? ’
  • ’ I hate it when you use Ohana against me. ’
  • ’ I’m lost. ’
  • ’ Don’t interact with her. ’
  • ’ Oh, we can’t do that. Uh-uh. That would be a misuse of resources. ’
  • ’ Why do you act so weird? ’
  • ’ You look familiar. ’
  • ’ We’re a broken family, aren’t we? ’
  • ’ I shouldn’t have yelled at you. ’
  • ’ You are built to destroy. You can never belong. ’
  • ’ We need something that can defend itself. Something that won’t die. ’
  • ’ I hear you cry at night. ’
  • ’ Do you dream about them? ’
  • ’ You came back. ’
  • ’ Nobody gets left behind. ’
  • ’ I need someone to be my friend. Someone who won’t run away. ' 
  • ’ His destructive programming is taking effect. ’
  • ’ Did you ever kill anyone? ’
  • ’ Are you.. happy? ’
  • ’ I am the one they call when things go wrong and things have, indeed, gone wrong. ’
  • ’ Our family’s little now, and we don’t have many toys. ’
  • ‘ If you want, you could be a part of our family. ’
  • ’ We’d raise you to be good. ’
  • ’ She likes your butt and fancy hair. ’
  • ’ I read her diary. ’
  • ’ Not guilty! My experiments are only theoretical, and completely within legal boundaries. ’
  • ’ He was designed to be a monster, but now he has nothing to destroy. ’
  • ’ I never gave him a greater purpose. ’
  • ’ What must it be like to have nothing, not even memories to look back on in the middle of the night? ’
  • ’ If you promise not to fight anymore, I promise not to yell at you, except on special occasions. ’
  • ’ Stupid head. ’
  • ’ Did you catch fire again? ’
  • ’ This is your badness level. It’s unusually high for someone your size. We have to fix that. ’
  • ’ Don’t leave me, okay? ’
  • ’ Do you want to be taken away? ’
  • ’ You’re just jealous 'cause I’m pretty! ’
  • ’ My friends need to be punished. ’
  • ’ Heard you lost your job. ’
  • ’ Thus far you have been adrift in the sheltered harbor of my patience. ' 
  • ‘ After all you’ve put me through, you expect me to help you just like that? ’
  • ’ He’s very persuasive. ' 
  • ’ I know you had something to do with this. ’
  • ’ Oh, good! I was hoping to add theft, endangerment and insanity to my list of things I did today. ’
  • ’ I prefer to be called evil genius. ’
  • ’ You smell like a lawn mower. ’
  • ’ I have just determined the situation to be far too hazardous! ’
  • ’ Don’t worry. I won’t hit her. ’
  • ’ This is low even for you! ’
  • ’ You are all mine. ’
  • ’ You know I have no choice. ’
  • ‘  Please don’t do this. ’
  • ’ You’re making this harder than it needs to be. ’
  • ’ She needs me. ’
  • ’ Leave me alone to die. ’
  • ’ What is that monstrosity? ’
  • ’ Does this look infected to you? ’
  • ’ You’d better not have rabies. ’
  • ’ Hiding behind your little friend won’t work anymore. ’
  • ’ Didn’t I tell you? We got fired this morning. ’
  • ’ That is the ugliest thing I have ever saw! ’
  • ’ It has no place among us. ’
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