STILL LEARNING

independent FUSHI from: to you, the immortal

[wolfsheart-blog]

Grey Wolf  walking in a snowy forest by Niko Pekonen

[different-landscapes]

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[beautiful-wildlife]

Sleeping where the waters flow by © Michael Rehbein

[ella-bliss]

[immortalbeing-blog]

minugahanax:

“Monsieur?” He called from the open door to the cafe; which held those delicacies in a window pane. “Are you okay?” He had been watching the other from his place beside the cafe counter; cleaning the surface and glasses was a little job he liked to do whilst the Barista inside dealt with the customers. “Would you like to come inside?” Was he foreign? Simon had a feeling he was; but still, speech was kept polite and hopefully understandable on his accented tongue.

        frustration did not last long, as the door to the cafe was held open by a kind gentleman on the inside. fushi doned a surprised expression and, while blatantly ignoring the worker, walked right on in. he had yet to learn proper mannerisms that would help him fit in with humans and their expansive culture. all that mattered to him right now was the delicacies that could be seen through the glass up front. the being pressed two gloved hands against the glass and pushed, frustrated noises escaping him as he failed to grasp the cakes inside. a one track mind stayed determined, even as one might have approached him with desire to help.

[immortalbeing-blog]

minugahanax started following you

        he was trying to figure out how to open the door. he’s seen other people go through here, but from a distance. he wanted to get to the delicacies on the other side of the glass, but for the life of him, he couldn’t figure out how to open the door. nobody inside seemed to notice his frustrations, but hopefully someone would come to his rescue soon, or else he might just brake the glass door.

[immortalbeing-blog]

artisthief:

                   HE nodded slightly before framing them with a fervent stare. “only now, with a bit of luck, we may be in a position to finish their work.”

          “why us?” language is still something foreign to him, but he has enough knowledge to communicate slightly. the situation at hand did not concern him, yet here he was, being seemingly forced into helping.

[tarantula1998]

[higoho]

[hatsumishinogu]

Fumetsu no Anata e Vol.3

[hideyoosh]

“What is death?”

“It’s that hollowness you spoke of. But once it happens, you can never turn back.”

[namoeba]

[bushidocaps]

[condofixed]

[rpmusings-galore]

                                                     I did what I  had  to                                                      I did what I  had  to                                                      I did what I  had  to                                                      I did what I  had  to

[theliteraryjournals]

It’s the things we love most, that destroy us.

Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay (via theliteraryjournals)

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