Just a humble scientist.

A roleplay/ask/art blog for all things concerning Daiki Svelk. General nonfandom modern paranormal OC.

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[ Handunit ] ' It seems that you had some trouble with the keypad. I see what you were trying to type and I will autocorrect it for you. One moment. Welcome, Diccy Suit '

   There are a lot of things that have been off since he’d arrived here through dubious means. The first thing he noticed was that all of his powers were gone - good or bad thing? Good thing for other people’s survival, bad thing for his, maybe. To be honest, he didn’t miss a fair portion of his powers very much, as the only thing they ever seemed to do was destroy everything. Really, he only wished he still had them in order to get out of this place, because otherwise he probably could. H o w they’d managed to get rid of them, though, was another matter entirely. 

   On top of all that mounting confusion and sinking feeling of something not being quite right about this whole place, here he is staring down at the screen of this little handunit device with a distinct frown. “Di… Really?” Alright, he knew his name was kind of weird, but that’s just… that’s just offensive. 

   ……..and where the hell did they get that picture? 

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sentence prompts ➝ game of thrones

❛ A mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge. ❜

❛ Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. ❜

❛ Fear cuts deeper than swords. ❜

❛ Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word. ❜

❛ If you would take a man’s life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. And if you cannot bear to do that, then perhaps the man does not deserve to die. ❜

❛ Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it. ❜

❛ The things we love destroy us every time. Remember that. ❜

❛ Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities. ❜

❛ Once you’ve accepted your flaws, no one can use them against you. ❜

❛ If I look back I am lost. ❜

❛ Nothing burns like the cold. ❜

❛ Laughter is poison to fear. ❜

❛ Every flight begins with a fall. ❜

❛ Give me honorable enemies rather than ambitious ones, and I’ll sleep more easily by night. ❜

❛ The things I do for love. ❜

❛ A bruise is a lesson… and each lesson makes us better. ❜

❛ That is our great glory, and our great tragedy. ❜

❛ The man who fears losing has already lost. ❜

❛ You wear your honor like a suit of armor… You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move. ❜

❛ A lion doesn’t concern itself with the opinion of sheep. ❜

❛ A true man does what he will, not what he must. ❜

❛ Even in dreams, you could not fall forever. ❜

❛ You are an honest and honorable man…Ofttimes I forget that. ❜

❛ You saw her beauty, but not the iron underneath. ❜

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I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.

F. Scott Fitzgerald (via gentlegiantingvar)

[memexng]

Turn ask replies into threads.

If you like a response I made, you are more than allowed to just take it and make it into a thread. Some of you do this already, but others might need a bit of a verbal confirmation to let them know that they are more than allowed to do so. When I put a lot of effort into something, I really do enjoy when it sparks the need to turn things into threads with people. Whatever random situation I put our muses in normally something that I’ve wanted to write for a while, and I assume that you do too because you sent me the thing in the first place!

Write out a thing and tag me or mention me. I want to see where things go from there. Plus, who knows, if you wanted something with our muses, breaking the ice tends to make it easier to get that thing.

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☢ What fads/trends are you so over? ✉ A fandom that you feel is open and accepting? ♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in?

☢ What fads/trends are you so over? 

[[ I don’t think I’ve ever really been a fan of the really old stereotypical High School AU thing. Not that I’ve never done it or I’d judge people who do, it’s just never really been my thing. ]]

✉ A fandom that you feel is open and accepting? 

[[ I think it may be a tie between two fandoms that I’ve had the best time roleplaying in and meeting people in, which is the Jojo’s fandom and Dresden Files fandom, which is smaller but no less welcoming. ]]

♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in?

[[ You mean... the lack of one? Well, I’ve always had OCs that were just straight-up ‘modern paranormal’ setting types, so they didn’t have a set fandom, and I’m kinda glad I can actually have a place to use them again. The two I now have blogs for are Daiki and Vincent, who are actually a couple of my oldest OCs that I’ve ever had. Like, ‘I made their basic premise in middle school and I still play them even though I’m now 20′ old. And it’s surprisingly easy to slide into a couple different fandoms that are kind of similar to a modern paranormal set-up (like Dresden Files, part 4-6 era Jojo’s, or OUAT). It’s not the most lucrative as far as number of followers or threads goes, but I enjoy it. Always have. ]]

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♥ ❀

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

[[ Mmm..... Way back when I used to do more roleplays that involve fighting, there was this one person who’d make OCs and everyone would know beforehand the general basis of whatever their powers are. We all knew that there was a possibility that we would lose ic, of course, but this person apparently didn’t get the memo and was the type that would make up something their OC could do and just kinda... tacked it on in order to try and win, at which point most of us would be like ‘bruh they can’t do that, we know they can’t’ but... whatever.. They’d do this nearly every time they’d start to lose, too, so it got particularly annoying. They eventually got the memo and stopped showing up.... ]]

❀ What has made you completely lose your chill?

[[ Once more, back when I used to do more roleplays involving fighting, I’d always be really meticulous about what I was writing to try and make the post clear/understandable and to make sure I wasn’t doing anything wrong. All the details I’d make an effort to put in, but occasionally people just... didn’t bother even so much as trying to do even half of what I was doing, which would usually be able the point I’d just stop caring about that particular fight. ]] 

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the salty af munday meme

Because, like it or not, we're not all balls of sunshine all the time. We can be pure salt when we want to be.

☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you?

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?

♢ Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz

♚ How many people don't like you?

⚜ How many people do you not like?

✮ Have you managed to stay away from drama?

☄ Have you ever been in the middle of drama?

☯ Have you ever tried to bring peace to a situation?

☼ How long do you stay mad?

☀ What's your rp pet peeve?

☁ Have you ever forgiven a partner when you shouldn't have?

☂ Have you ever been forgiven when you knew you shouldn't have been?

☢ What fads/trends are you so over?

☣ Have you ever rp'd with someone you knew for a fact was abusive but tried to give them a chance/to make up your own opinion on the roleplayer? Did they change or did you understand what people were talking about?

♨ Have you ever made a public call out post?

❀ What has made you completely lose your chill?

✿ What do you think about public call out posts?

✂ A fandom that you feel isn't open and accepting?

✉ A fandom that you feel is open and accepting?

✦ Thoughts on duplicates following you?

✧ Do you agree with reblog karma or is it forced interaction?

❥ Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?

❦ Has someone been jealous of you?

❧ Have you ever been jealous of anyone?

✖ How has Tumblr RP changed since you started?

♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in?

❣ How salty are you feeling right now?

[itsawildx2ride]

Blades or Beer. Why Not Both? || Daiki x Izzy

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itsawildx2ride

“Hah!” she laughed, a faint snort accompanying the word, “‘normal’ is indeed more a matter of perspective than anything else. Though, if I have to be totally honest, people who truly seem ‘normal’ are actually kind of terrifying in a way. You end up thinking about the people who have houses with white picket fences, two cars, two point five children, and a dog running around in the yard. It looks perfect, and perfectly boring. And really, how exactly does one have two point five children? That was always a weird seeming statistic to me.”

Of course, many of the people at this particular gathering had been less of the “normal” that she was used to seeing. This was the first convention that Izzy had been to that involved metalwork that didn’t involve vehicles and modifications. Those were the people where she knew what to expect. This was a whole different ballgame, and many of the people were not only incredibly talented, but incredibly eccentric.

Following Daiki out of the bookstore, she waited patiently while he seemed to consider her offer for help. Most people would have appreciated the offer for help and jumped at it, but for some reason he hesitated. It wasn’t that he didn’t want the help - if anything, she got the distinct impression that he did - but something was holding him back.

Her grin grew wider and she decided to push a little more. What was the worst that happened? He got angry, yelled at her, and she never saw him again? That was probably pretty likely anyway, once her visit to Germany was over.

“Are you sure? You’d run much less of a risk of dropping things if you let me help you.” Izzy glanced down the street both ways, having no idea which way the way they were to go as he knew where the place was, and she didn’t. Blue eyes that were bright with amusement moved back to Daiki’s face, “Come on… I’ll even treat. Because really, you’ll be doing me a favor.” Helping me avoid some of the creepers at that event…. “So… what do you say?”

   Her adamance on the subject of ‘normal’ people struck him as a little amusing, but he couldn’t really say that he was all that surprised. What people think of as normal has shifted quite a bit over the centuries as far as he knows, so he’s never put too much thought into trying to pinpoint an answer about what he himself thought of as normal. As for her mention of two point five children, Daiki merely raised his brows and decided not to so much as try and answer that.

   His first clue as for how she wasn’t going to take his initial no for an answer was probably he smile that she gave him about when she decided not to. His second clue was the ‘are you sure’ which actually sounds more like cheating, since it literally told him the answer. 

   Daiki’s head tilted a little bit away from the other, taking in her words but more focused on whether or not he was going to listen to them or how much merit to put into them. Technically, he didn’t have much else to do beyond simply returning to his home and putting these books and supplies where they belonged - a task that wouldn’t really be that hard since he could get there in a matter of however long it took him to find a suitable mirror without being seen. Quite frankly, her offer to help him carry these things was mostly redundant, but a good way to try and get him to go with her. 

   At least it might be nice to be among company that doesn’t want to either torture or kill him for whatever reason. 

   After what was probably an extra long moment or two of contemplation, he made a face but held up one gloved hand so that she may take the bag of books from him if she so chose. The scientific supplies he would carry himself, of course. “I don’t really know how my being in your company will truly help you beyond simply not being on your own, but I suppose I can concede.” Turning towards the right where he’d last instructed her towards a good place to eat, he gestured with what would then be a free hand. “Besides, it’s not every day that I run into someone with matching hair. Perhaps it was a sign.” 

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                               Blind Date Muse Shuffle!

  Alright, I made a post about this last night and then I thought, why not give this a shot? Basically, I was once involved in something where you could sign up and were put on a list for an “arranged marriage” thread. So you were put on a list and in the end you were randomly matched up with someone and you “had to” do a thread with them where your characters were involved in an arranged marriage. It was actually pretty fun, so I figured, why not do the same with a BLIND DATE?

   So basically you´ll reblog this post with your character’s name in the tags ( if you´re a multimuse you can specify a character or just leave it open and pick one later ) and whether you prefer m/f, f/f or m/m ( if you don´t put anything in the tags I´ll assume you´re alright with either of these things ) and this post will be going around until

    Wednesday, May 24th

  ( Or longer in case not enough people have signed up. ) Once you´ve reblogged this post you will be put on A LIST and then I´ll be using a random generator to match people up. You´re the free to go into each other´s IMs and inboxes to work out a thread! :)

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I thought @jeenachu Post about Dresden files was so funny I wanted to draw it!

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pluviatempestas

{ ♪ } – “O-oh, no… I just..”

  She felt her face flush again and shook her head. What would be more embarrassing? Telling the truth and admitting she was too absorbed in a book to pay attention, or to lie and say that she was struggling to carry the basket? The redhead chewed on her lip and she combed her fingers through her hair in an anxious gesture.

    “I- I can carry it, it’s not too heavy… I’m just- I was reading while I was walking… This store doesn’t usually have many people around, so I didn’t think there’d be too much of a risk of bumping into anyone.”

  Thankfully he didn’t seem too upset about books being flung at him. A bright smile crossed her face and she nodded again.

    “I really appreciate it, though. What brings you to this particular store, if you don’t mind my asking? After all, it’s not a super popular place, so..”

   She seemed to have a moment of inner turmoil over what she was trying or deciding to say and he allowed her to have it, offering a  smile like the kind of person who probably knew but was making a point of not minding. 

   When she decided on what to say, Daiki simply nodded with a quiet ‘ahhh’ as if to say that he understood. Or at least wasn’t mad. 

   Her next question returned his attention a little more towards the women herself and his brows lifted before he glanced sidelong at the nearest shelf of books, looking over a few spines. “Sometimes the least popular places like these offer some of the most interesting material - or a quieter atmosphere, maybe both if you’re lucky enough.” Looking back to her, he spoke again. “Haven’t had much luck with the former yet, but I’m still looking. I take it you frequent here enough to know about its status as a less then popular place?” 

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Blades or Beer. Why Not Both? || Daiki x Izzy

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itsawildx2ride

Daiki gave her the win on that one, and there was really no need to say anything else, She merely grinned widely as her head angled slightly to side to acknowledge the point. So many of the peoples of the world had intermingled that Izzy wasn’t really sure if it were possible to tell just by outward appearance where a person was from. Part of the world, perhaps, but pinpointing a country based on what was the outside almost seemed a bit fantastical to her.

Holding up one hand so that her thumb and forefinger were close together, she nodded. “Mmmm.. perhaps just a little, but hey, I wasn’t judging.”

One eye closed in the barest semblance of a wink, before she let loose a peal of laughter. “’Normal’ people? I wouldn’t go so far as to say that people who specialize in the creation of weaponry are ‘normal’, but it certainly is an interesting art form. Or hobby. Or whatever it is that people tend to do with such knowledge.”

For her, it was for purely time killing purposes. It wasn’t that she didn’t have enough work to do, but sometimes it was nice to be able to create something beautiful, ornate, and from the heart that could be freely given to someone without the pressure of a deadline for completion.

As she returned from paying for her book, Daiki seemed to have come up with a place that would suit what she was looking for. At least, that’s what she assumed as he started walking out of the bookstore. His glance from side to side before pushing the door open was curious, and it almost made her wonder what he was looking for. It wasn’t like he was going to be crossing the street, but perhaps it was just courtesy and the attempt to not hit a random passerby that had made him look.

She glanced down towards his hands, and extended her own. “You know, I’ve got two hands, one of which is doing nothing at all. I don’t mind helping you carry some of that, though, I might ask that you join me for dinner. Eating alone in a strange place is always an exercise in awkward adventures.”

   For whatever reason, her mention of him being just a little bit hypocritical with his hair and her not judging seemed to be just amusing enough to him to get him to crack a smile and offer a quiet huff of laughter. “That’s alright. I know what I look like well enough to know that much.” Besides, this might just be the most normal and friendly conversation he’s had in quite a while. With the way his life (or perhaps lack thereof) went, those kinds of things didn’t happen often - even if he intended for them to be somewhat fleeting. 

   As for her mention of people creating such things being normal, the man merely offered a shrug. “Normal is a matter of perspective, is it not? They’re people who do what they like to do and are good at it. That seems pretty normal to me.” 

   Once the two had made it to the threshold of the store and crossed it properly, Daiki allowed the door to swing, though he stopped it from slamming with his foot so that it would close with less of a racket. Turning back towards the woman, he stopped short as he noticed her extended hand like he couldn’t quite figure out why in the world it was just hanging there. In reality, she’d very nearly spooked him with that move, but perhaps not for the reason she might assume if she knew.

   Glancing back upward to her face, Daiki’s expression eased towards something a little more apologetic. He didn’t want to say no, really, he was a creature who often required the presence of other people around just like everyone else, but he and public eating places didn’t seem like an especially great combination. Not dire unless the exact wrong things happened, maybe, but he’s always erred on the safe side of experiences when he had the choice. “Ah, no, I believe I can handle my own bags just fine. Thank you for the offer, though. I’m not so sure that my company for dinner will really be much more entertaining than while alone, I’m afraid.” 

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pluviatempestas

{ ♪ } – She grumbled to herself, quietly cursing the fact that she hadn’t been paying attention. It was her own fault, after all. She shouldn’t have been reading while walking. Looking up, she offered a sheepish smile.

    “I’m sorry- I’m alright, thank you. I just wasn’t paying attention and tripped. Thank you, I’m sorry.”

  It was embarrassing enough to trip in front of a complete stranger, but then to have him ask after her was worse. Taking a breath, she quickly gathered her books. Hopefully he didn’t judge too much for the pure amount of fiction in her basket.

    “I didn’t accidentally throw books at you, did I? I didn’t hurt you, right? I’m sorry-”

   Catching the glimpse of the red-haired woman’s movement, he only glanced over just in time to catch the tail end of her sheepish and apologetic smile and look. All he could really give her in return was a shake of his head, as if it wasn’t really necessary, and a smile. “Oh, no need to worry about it. It’s fine.” 

   His gaze dipped back down to the books he was picking up carefully, glancing over them before he reached over to place them in her basket to be carried. None of them seemed to have any residual... anything, from his sight. As they shouldn’t. 

   “Ah, I would say... Less thrown and moreso just caught in the cross-fire, hm? Not like you intended to trip, now was it?” The male offered a good-natured smile before leaning back a bit, glancing over the floor before looking back to her. That was all the books that were near him. 

   “Perhaps your basket is a bit heavy...? Do you need help carrying some of those?’ 

[itsawildx2ride]

Blades or Beer. Why Not Both? || Daiki x Izzy

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itsawildx2ride

Her grin spread as she listened to the man. He had a fair point in so far as speaking went, but she’d merely been referring to based on visuals alone. Thus far, she hadn’t seen anyone who looked inherently “German” when she looked at them. People were people. “And if I didn’t open my mouth and give myself away? What then? It could be very easily assumed that I were from a city and therefore weren’t at all out of place. Except in the regard that smaller towns tend to have less color.”

She was meaning in regards to her hair, though she had noticed quite a few people at the convention that seemed to come from all walks of life. It was refreshing, and only served to remind her that the world was often a lot more broad than Chicago sometimes made it seem.

“Oh… I see you’ve encountered some of the other convention goers, then. It’s really quite a diverse group. Though, I think I’ve been getting more out of just talking to some of the other attendees than I have the actual seminars, but I have to the say the history portion of it all has been fascinating!” Some of the other attendees had been fun to talk to, and had really known what they were talking about. There were a few that had made Izzy wonder if they were going to be hosting panels of their own as their techniques were without equal.

Some people had relationship goals. Others had trade goals. Izzy now had trade and art goals.

He didn’t disagree with her when it came to the time, and that settled it for her. Coffee was ill advised, which meant it was time to find food, and a bar. Preferably both together.

Seeing that he wasn’t going to shake her hand, she casually stuck it into her pocket so that it didn’t hang out there in the open, awkward and alone. Daiki’s lack of shaking her hand could have been for any number of reasons, the most glaring one being that his were rather full. Flashing him another bright grin she nodded and stepped over towards the counter. “Awesome. I’ll just get this taken care of, and then be right back.”

True to her word, paying for the book didn’t take a whole lot of time and she returned to Daiki after a few minutes had passed. “So…. food? I’ll be honest, I don’t really care where I go to eat so long as it’s good, not something I can get anywhere else, and have some great beer. Know anyplace like that?”

   His head tilted just slightly as he listened to her reasoning before offering a quiet smile and glancing off towards the storefront. “Alright, I concede your point.” Hand turning, he wrapped the handle around his fingers despite already having it in his grip. “I suppose that, assuming you were to say nothing and allow judgments to be made solely on appearances, you may be able to pass as something who belongs in the area.” 

   Green gaze falls without moving his head, noting the tufts of violet at the sides of his own head that fell within view. “Besides, it would be awfully hypocritical of me to say anything about you standing out based on appearance, now wouldn’t it?” Moreso since he normally lived in one of those small towns that she mentioned. 

   Turning back to face her at the mention of the convention she seemed to be in the area for, his eyebrows rose before offering a huff of amusement. “Funny how that works. Learning from other, supposedly normal, people can be surprisingly lucrative from time to time.” 

   With her going to pay for her book, Daiki was left to gaze back out the storefront window, thinking about their surroundings from his memory. Shouldn’t be hard to point her in the right direction if his memory served him right, which it ought to. That may depend on what she’s looking for, of course, but no point in not thinking about it until then. With her return, though, that narrowed down the list a bit. Not much, really, as food + beer was a pretty common thing around here. “I believe I can help you look for that, yes.” 

   Stepping forward, he expected her to follow without promptly while he encroached upon the doorway, glancing side to side out the window before merely turning and using his back to push the door open for lack of hands to use. With it open and himself out, his head turned while he stood in place to hold it for her while looking around. “Down there to the right, there should be something akin to a bar and grill you could go to. I have never been myself, but I’ve heard good things. Look for, ah... Hauptstrasse die Fressalien.”

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RAVENCLAW: “Knowledge is dangerous. Once you know something, you can’t get rid of it. You have to carry it. Always.” –Samantha Shannon (The Bone Season)

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❛ I am mine before I am ever anyone else’s. ❜ (I hope it's okay to send one of these in!)

various starters @intothewildsea

   To him, it was almost the ghost of a whisper. If he hadn’t been who he was as well as attentive to his surroundings, he might have missed it. The demon paused mid-step, cocking his head to one side of the street as he listened. The answering response sounded more masculine as well as rough, which caught his attention enough for him to venture close enough to peer around a corner and see what it might be.    As it would turn out, there was indeed a woman who had spoken standing perhaps uncomfortably close to a man who seems to have taken offense. Yikes. One of those… unwelcome advances sorts of situations? Now this is just awkward - and they don’t even see him yet. He’d feel awfully guilty if he saw something about this particular encounter going the exact wrong way later on, though.    He, however, is no vigilante - and, quite frankly, his encounter may not prompt anything good.   With that in mind, he withdrew his phone before setting in a trio of digits and rounding the corner within proper view and holding it up with one finger over the green button it displayed and clearing his throat. By the time the man turned his head, they could get a good view of the number for the authorities and a seemingly meek but smiling man, one notebook under in his free and gloved hand. “I would really rather not need to.”    That ought to be enough to discourage bad behavior. Distract him enough for the woman to get away, maybe.

[bluesmemethings]

various starters

❛  you’re a weapon and weapons don’t weep.  ❜

❛  hurt me once, I’ll kill you twice.  ❜

❛  never trust a survivor until you learn what they did to stay alive.  ❜

❛  death is the only god that comes when you call.  ❜

❛  I am teeth. I am royal. you are nothing to me.  ❜

❛  the sun will rise and we will try again.  ❜

❛  we’re just kids. we aren’t supposed to be heroes.  ❜

❛  I like my women like I like my Absinthe: bitter and intoxicating.  ❜

❛  what doesn’t kill me better run.  ❜

❛  she wasn’t looking for a knight. she was looking for a sword.  ❜

❛  don’t dehumanize bad people, because it’s their humanity which makes what they’ve done so terrifying.  ❜

❛  she isn’t just pretty. she is otherworldly and vaguely threatening.  ❜

❛  magic is not good or evil. is a knife evil? only if the wielder is.  ❜

❛  I don’t want your crown. see, I’ve come to burn your kingdom down.  ❜

❛  they broke my wings. they forgot I have claws.  ❜

❛  all that blood was never beautiful, it was just red.  ❜

❛  what do you do when there’s no hero in the story? simple. you kill the monster and crown yourself.  ❜

❛  how terrible it is, to love something that death can touch.  ❜

❛  you may not be interested in war, but it is interested in you.  ❜

❛  I feel divinity in my bones like aching. like fire.  ❜

❛  you make me feel and I don’t like it. I want it to stop. now.  ❜

❛  you are losing my interest and that is very dangerous.  ❜

❛  she will burn your kingdoms down, herself with it, if it means your ruin.  ❜

❛  it’s okay to be scared. it means your about to do something brave.  ❜

❛  she looks like divine absolution.  ❜

❛  I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget.  ❜

❛  be careful with words. they can be forgive, but never forgotten.  ❜

❛  you not wanting me was the beginning of me wanting myself.  ❜

❛  I’m tired of fighting. for once, I want to be fought for.  ❜

❛  never run back to what broke you.  ❜

❛  I was quite, but not blind.  ❜

❛  your gut knows what’s up. trust that bitch.  ❜

❛  we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.  ❜

❛  do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.  ❜

❛  I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, wishing it was a donut.  ❜

❛  you can miss something but not want it back.  ❜

❛  you can’t save people, you can only love them.  ❜

❛  I came, I saw, I made it awkward.  ❜

❛  we buy shite we don’t need, with money we don’t have, to impress people we don’t like.  ❜

❛  you’re always one decision away from a different life.  ❜

❛  my brain has too many tabs open.  ❜

❛  I’m not saying I hate you, just that you’re like the Monday of people.  ❜

❛  there’s no ‘we’ in fries.  ❜

❛  apology accepted, trust denied.  ❜

❛  death and I have been scandalously intimate for some time now.  ❜

❛  life happens. coffee helps.  ❜

❛  I am mine before I am ever anyone else’s.  ❜

❛  I rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony.  ❜

❛  very early in my life it was already too late.  ❜

❛  is that a threat or are you flirting with me.  ❜

❛  was the use of force necessary in completing your objectives?  ❜

❛  I’ll let you drag me to hell if it means you’ll hold my hand.  ❜

❛  I do bad things, and I do them very well.  ❜

❛  you drink too much, you cuss too much and you have questionable morals. you’re everything I ever wanted.  ❜

❛  they will kill you, but first they will have to catch you.  ❜

❛  drugs might kill you but they’ll never break your heart.  ❜

❛  good girls are just bad girls that haven’t been caught.  ❜

❛  a pretty face doesn’t guarantee a pretty heart.  ❜

❛  no airbag, we die like men.  ❜

❛  true evil is, above all, seductive.  ❜

❛  it takes more courage to suffer than to die.  ❜

❛  you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time. but the wolf? he only needs enough luck to catch you once.  ❜

❛  justice is vengeance in prettier packaging.  ❜