AN ACQUIRED TASTE.

I DIED FOR BEAUTY.

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My muse hasn’t slept in 2 days. Send 💤 for my muse to fall asleep on yours!

[sumi-no-neko]

谷上廣南 Tanigami Kônan（1879-1928） Peony, early 20th century

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[mercyabove]

hehehehehhehe 

[kibibarel]

my host mom in Japan referred to her Roomba as “Roomba-san” and when it would get stuck she would just look over it and softly say “ganbatte, Roomba-san…ganbatte” as it made distressed beeping noises at her

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❝ i will torture you softly, with intricate delicacy. ❞ ;)

TUMBLR IM SHIT.

        he  no  longer  feels  comfortable,  though  it’d  be  half  false  to  say  that  he  ever  felt  normal  around  her.  something  is  off,  TERRIBLY  OFF,  and  it’s  been  making  his  stomach  sick  ever  since  they  met.  it  was  only  a  couple  days  ago——  just  barely  a  week  since  they  ran  into  each  other.  she  commented  on  one  of  his  premature  paintings,  seemed  to  know  exactly  just  how  to  burrow  her  way  into  his  ‘circle’.  not  to  mention  that  she  talked  about  dolls  as  if  it  were  her  passion.  she  was  odd,  but  he  would  never  judge.

         she  never  gave  a  ‘common’  friendly  vibe  either,  which  was  fine, considering  he  was  too  new  to  the  idea  of  having  friends  in  the  first  place  to  get  used  to  the  feeling  of  what  it  would  normally  feel  like.  she  was  in  no  way  a  friend  or  an  acquaintance;  she  was  just  there.

         but  now  she’s  here,  standing  in  front  of  him,  uncomfortably  close.  he  feels  the  weight  of  her  body  against  his,  the  intensity  of  her  face  staring  at  him  with  those  uncanny  eyes.  upon  closer  inspection,  yusuke  notices  just  how  realistic  her  face  is.  it  was  perfect,  too  perfect,  well  overstepping  the  boundary  into  artificialness.  as  an  artist,  it’s  a  shame  he  didn’t  recognize  it  sooner.

         he  manages  to  swallow  up  the  instinct  to  shove  her  away  in  favor  of  his  manners.  after  all,  was  there  a  possibility  that  he was  just  over  exaggerating ?  how  rude  would  it  be  to  find  out  that  she  was  just…  extremely weird ?  was  that  worth  being  treated  like  some  sort  of  diseased  monster… ?

        ❛  selenia-san…  ge- get  away  from  me.  ❜

[canvasis-blog1]

“just embrace your ho life.”

TUMBLR IM SHIT.

        ❛  MY——  my… ❜  HIS  ‘HO  LIFE’ ?  he  couldn’t  even  bring  himself  to  say  the  words,  did  akira  really  think  yusuke  had  one ?!

        ❛  …perhaps !  yes,  maybe…  this  could  be  a  route  to  obtaining  artistic  inspiration !  very  well  then.  AKIRA !  guide  me  along  the  path  to  embracing  this…  lifestyle  you  speak  of !  ❜

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“no way I’m gay … I just … none of these girls interest me.”

TUMBLR IM SHIT.

        ❛  !  ❜  a  small  exhale  is  allowed  into  his  lungs,  after  all,  he  didn’t  expect  the  conversation  to  take  a  turn  like  this !  …still,  it  wasn’t  one  that  he  would  reject,  either.

        ❛  i  see.  might  i  inquire  if  that’s  because  you  have  a  certain  type  in  women  or… ?  ah,  actually ——  we  should  continue  this  conversation  over  a  cup  of  coffee !  only if you’re free, of course.  ❜

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“i now pronounce you the prettiest booty in the court.”

TUMBLR IM SHIT.

        ❛  i  question  your  method  of  judgement  or  where  this  ‘court’  is,  but  i  won’t  let  you  down !  …where  did  you  get  your  license  to  judge  such  things,  though ?  ❜

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“i’d rather stick my hand in a scorpion’s nest if it’s all the same.”

TUMBLR IM SHIT.

        ❛  i  would  refrain  from  doing  such  a  thing,  but  i  suppose  i’m  in  no  place  to  say.  are  you  trying  to  strengthen  yourself ?  carry  on  then !  update  with  results.  ❜

[bluesmemethings]

shit I’ve said and that has been said to me through tumblr IM starters.

“arson should not be a source of arousal!!!!” “everybody wants his booty.” “i now pronounce you the prettiest booty in the court.” “buT I’M YOUR QUEEN” “you can’t fight this face. it’s too pretty.” “be my pretty boy.” “you get that booty and you never let it go.” “so that’s when I figured ‘oh this is my son’s boyfriend’” “That’s pretty cute not gonna lie.” “and just it got really gay really fast.” “a lot of what he said was kinda ominous.” “we’re just all prepared for anything at this point lma o.” “literally every scene they had together I was just like ‘GAAAYYY’” “Y R U THE WAY U R?” “brother why. why are you licking me” “FUCKING END ME” “IM SO WRECKED” “I’m ten chapters in and I’m 100% trash for him.” “seriously like just the smallest things that he does make me legit squeal and scream” “he’s apparently got a thing for dark hairand a royalty kink but we don’t talk about that.” “okay i’ll make out with you.” “you’re just like ‘haha what if’ and then it suddenly becomes ‘oh no.’” “…………..that wasn’t planned.” “you could knock………..or you could join.” “follow ur heart.” “as in the heart in his pants or actual heart” “I mean the fact that he’s bffs with 2 of the finest booties at court probably doesn’t help.” “gayer than gay.” “…are you looking at his butt?” “STOP TALKING.” “no way I’m gay … I just … none of these girls interest me.” “Smooth as gravel, that’s me.” “I can’t even apologize I have no shame.” “I DON’T EVEN WATCH THIS FUCKING SHOW.” “CLOSE UR MOUTH U wHORE DaMN.” “IM ONLY RUNNING ON 4 HOURS OF SLEEP TOO THIS IS NOT WHAT I NEEDED TODAY.” “give me the angst. give me the regret and the pining and the hurt.” “PLUS: it was very selfish.” “I am ready for death.” “That essay, that I stayed up until 4 am to finish, is due next monday.” “I have a thing for pretty boys” “IT PHYSICALLY PAINS ME TO LOOK AT HIM” “ITS LIKE STARING AT THE SUN” “good night! good luck getting the booty!” “YESA THOUSAND TIMES YES.” “et tu?” “he needs a little thirst in his life.” “just embrace your ho life.” “okay no blame will be placed as long as it is recognized that I am the most good looking.” “kissing my brother I see how it is. I thought we had something special.” “wink wonk.” “e x cus e me ??” “a blog called horny-sluts0 just started following me.” “I’m not saying he isn’t kinky, I’m just not saying he has a royalty kink.” “#dO NOT.” “DATING ONE PRINCE DO ES  no T MEA N A N Y T H I N G.” “SCREAM WITH ME” “what’s the haps my dudes” “(name) I do not think that 'what’s the haps my dudes’ is a correct way to engage with youths.” “are you trying to put me in a bad mood because it’s working.” “THAT IS NOT HoW ADU LTS DEAL wIT H THEI R I SSUES.” “i shall corrupt this one.” *fixes cleavage* “bet your pretty ass i am.” “I’m gonna fucking punch something.” “i will torture u softly.” “how is walking in front of someone entirely naked cryptic?” “she’s my child now don’t upset my child or i will eat u.” “stop that.” “Is this what a break up feels like?” “i’m irresistible it’s my best character flaw.” “i mean, i am irresistible, we established that.” “i’d rather stick my hand in a scorpion’s nest if it’s all the same.” “where are you going to find a scorpions nest in New York?” “please don’t break into the bug house at the Zoo oh my god.” “fine then, i’ll feed the ducks ALONE. UNPROTECTED. VULNERABLE. ALL BY MY SELF.” “is that why I found jello in my shoes???? you’re buying me new boots.” “little brothers are not secret weapons.” “this is just making me MORE SAD” “THIS IS WHY I HAVE TRUST ISSUES” “I WANTED TO MAKE IT BETTER. I TRIED.” “YOU MADE IT WORSE.” “literally 80% of my decisions are made to spite someone.”

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skcll replied to your post:

ryuji can give u beef bowl, nothin more

um ?  easy fix ?  put a beef bowl in the blender,

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organdoll replied to your post:

i will give u the smoochie : )

organdoll

WAIT YOU SAID SMOOTHIE

organdoll

SDJKSDGHSDGL

[canvasis-blog1]

the fact that yusuke has never had a smoothie b4 is Truly heartbreaking,

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I AM THE KNIFE IN YOUR BACK.     /       this piece of metal  lodged  indelicately underneath a  betrayed heart;   a sliver of my  true self  at the handle of this dagger.    i am the  breath  at your nape,   the  snap   of the branch in the forest,   the  veil  of fog at dawn.   i am  death,  come to  steal  your soul away,    l’ankou    with his rusty cart,    brutus    with a thousand daggers at his heel;    i am  judas    with his  tinkling silver,    mitsuhide over his mother’s casket.    find me at the trail of a smoking gun.                (      ac.      )

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sinstress.

❛ The thing about it is, I have never been one for art. At least, for the type to be flaunted and displayed like this. Which…isn’t “bad” per se…but I see beauty in things that occur naturally–not because the creator forcibly summoned it. Does…that make sense? I’m hardly one to talk–I’m a bit stingy when it comes to criticisms, despite the fact I couldn’t tell you the disparities between types of brushes. I simply believe it’s a bit unfair that certain types of beauty are praised over others. Shame when those works who hardly get any attention don’t get any light of attention. 

Shaking her head as her own words make her laugh, the woman then examined the work in front of her and the other observer. Tilting her head to the side, she needed a moment to process her emotions about this work…

        ❛  what  a...  marvelous  woman !   —— i,  i  mean  perspective.  truly,  your  claim  is  one  worthy  of  being  extolled...  ❜  he  had  never  met  someone  with  her  sort  of  outlook  on  art.  even  when  it  came  to  big  art  critics,  he’s  heard  all  of  them  before.  but  her...  it  took  him  aback.

        ❛  ...this  is  a  piece  i  personally  painted.  i  wanted  to  capture  the  beauty  of  the  soul;  including  it’s  downfalls  and  triumphs.  though,  looking  back  at  it,  i  may  have  been  too  naive  with  the  general idea. ❜

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@canvasis  | call.

❛ You keep staring intently at that painting…any reason? 

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        ❛  Ngh...  ❜  Deep  in  thought,  he  takes  a  step  to  the  side  in  hopes  for  a  better  angle,  although  it  accidentally  ends  up  with  him  bumping  right  into  her.

        ❛  —— Oh !  I...  Uh,  my  apologies,  I  didn’t  see  you  there.  You  were  asking  about...  the  painting ?  Did  you  want  to  take  a  closer  look  for  yourself ?  ❜