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“Will you help me somewhere safe? I’m terribly scared...”

{nuisance}

This was supposed to be a quick in and out trip to the book store, just buying the necessary reading materials for Eto’s tutor session, but picking up a familiar scent then discovering the source of it made this trip a bit more complicated.

He turns his face away from the binge eater, trying to completely ignore her presence as he focuses his attention towards the book list Eto had provided for him. Hoping that being in civilian clothes and no trace of his Aogiri garb would keep attention away from him, he tries to continue his shopping in silence.

@gluttonem

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How amusing. It’s almost hilarious, so hilarious she wonders how proper would be for a laugh to burst midst the shop -- her smile can barely contain it. She can admit how it reeks of ghoul here, it’s bothersome. Rize has been recognized and so has been him, despite his attempts of blending in. With those books, the casual clothes -- what the hell is this sight?

How scary of you, Aogiri!

And she walks nearby, forcing a book in his hands.

“Is this normal nowadays? Or should I take a picture for the memory, hm?”

“Here I thought I was the rude one. Not even saying hi after my long absence...”

#louxiu #tatara001 #it's time ... ]

That show only made her a little hungry.

#good thing rize got her phone yesterday ]

ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴏᴜʟ, ʀɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴛᴏᴍᴀᴄʜ.

@sanicura

Bloodied innards were equally comforting as were the books that surrounded her in the library’s shelves. A grand variety to choose from, all appealing but having to find which title will sate her. It’s in that moment she found herself turning once someone passes by, barely catching a glimpse.

White hair, a figure she thought so frail back then -- the ghoul tilts her head, eyes close once recognizing the bewitching scent. Her flesh and bone, calling. She walks, nonchalant; carefree as ever despite the severity of this discovery. She would differ this person no matter their appearance, though what an interesting touch was to denote herself meshed in his essence. And Rize smiles to herself, delighted by this. Back then hunger numbed both senses and mind. She couldn’t think of nothing but her gluttony. Now, she can have the pleasure of having a very much owed conversation with her one and only surviving victim.

Time postponed their meeting for far too long.

He can’t harm her. If he dares, maybe she won’t mind. It’d be hilarious, interesting even. Rize cared not, so long as her boredom dissipated -- everything is valid.

“How fancy meeting you here.”

#sanicura #kaneki001 #lifts leg. hello kaneki kun ]

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❤ Dating Sim Tropes ❤

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Reblog and fill in with details about your muse as if they were a character in a Dating Sim. (Inspired by Huniepop)

Name: Kamishiro Rize. Their Profession: Flesh eating monster. Bookworm. Where they can be found: Cafes. Favorite food type: Human flesh. Favorite alcoholic drink: None. Favorite trait: “Romance, talent.” Where they would go on a date: Bookstores, cafes. As a finishing touch, a romantic meeting in the alleyway. Ideal gift: Books. How many dates until they go to bed: One, after all, the taste of her date is what she’s interested in.

#OUT OF THE WARD.

@villaineux

“Masks can be quite interesting, aren’t they?” Slender fingers caressed tender skin, fingertips tracing cheeks gently. “Hunting is simpler once hiding-- a faux identity in order of committing the cruelest of acts only to blend back into their preys world. As if they were the ones afraid all along.” A figure laid on her lap, her arms gently holding said person -- their eyes were void already, it mattered not what she did.

“Fucking cowards.” Nails dug in the eye cavity, abruptly in hopes of tearing what most she could. Blood spurts once pressing harder, though not quite the show she would often provide. Absence of strength did not mean absence of creativity. Extra effort is quite the boring but standing still provided the same unsavory result.

And Rize Kamishiro hid far more secrets than any mask could, thus why she recklessly let every person catch a glimpse of her features. Every inch, embed forever within their minds. Isn’t that kind of her part? Finally, she let go off the corpse and laid on their side.

Boring.

Enough is enough for one night.

“Did you like my monologue? I can be pretty poetic when I try...” She began speaking loud as possible, she knew someone was close.

#villaineux #uta001 #violence tw #gore tw #eye horror tw #how's my murderer doing ]

“Love can be... interesting on its own.” It was among a list of cures for boredom.

#mainly when you try to eat your date. ]#ca mini

@hb087

“Look, I’m finally handling the source of that smell. You shouldn’t worry.” She speaks without looking behind, a good amount of black bags gathered in front of her. Rize had been piling a minor mess in her apartment. After constant complains of neighbors -- boredom won and she opted to comply their request.

The complex oo6 apartment surely was big, she wasn’t surprised about meeting a new face once turning around.

“Sorry! I thought you were the cleaning lady, she’s been pestering me about some weird smell at my place...” She lifts one of the bags, a little proud of her cleaning deed. “So, I’m taking out the trash I’ve been gathering. It’s hard to focus when you move to a new place and all, isn’t it?”

#hb087 #shuu001 #keeping corpses at ur place doesnt qualify as a minor mess.. ]

@illyxasviel

Droplets of coffee devour slowly every letter and word in the page she was reading. A bump of her table became a catastrophe, didn’t it?

Rize’s eyes widen, angered deep down but composure remains on the surface. She can appear baffled though how deeply tempting was to pull those white hairs and bring the girl to the ground. Her lips open but refrain from speaking and her hand eventually places over them. A brief glance toward the waitress of this lovely cafe and then, to her book.

“Oh, how terrible.” She speaks loud enough to be heard, despite seeming disappointed. Shoulders were slumped, apparent timidness what prevented her from sharing this accident.

#illyxasviel #illyasviel001

Here’s an rp ad, I guess. capping at 3, castmates exempt.

#ca rp ad #finally making my way thru my activity here. ]

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@gluttonem

if he were Zan, he’d be able to tell right away that this lady wasn’t someone he really wanted to meddle with, but he wasn’t Zan. he was Titus and Titus Ram wasn’t always adept at picking up on people’s true natures. so, there he was, ogling at this beautiful woman that could probably break his heart in two seconds, debating on whether or not he should approach.

…wouldn’t hurt to try, right?

“Your boyfriend isn’t gonna kill me if I compliment you, is he?”

real smooth.

gluttonem-blog

“Oh, my.” With a witty introduction, the terrible line used awards a giggle. Fake, such as her pleasant reception of his greeting. “Don’t worry, I have none of the sort.” Neither she would dare but the idea always appeared greatly tempting once in need of an evening snack. ”Is that how you great everyone?” She pauses, pensive on how to not lose his interest. She barely knew her way around, perhaps the outcome would be entertaining.

Boredom will strike but getting rid of him would be easier for sure.