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aren't i the most thoughtful person in the club?

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liarlaid.

    “it’s really cool how much you know about literature!      I usually just read an online summary or something for      books… but you make them actually sound worth      reading.”

though whether or not that meant he actually would move forward with reading said books was up in the air. jameson wasn’t a person who really liked to read – unless the book was some kind of novelization of a series he liked or a spinoff.

    “I don’t read a lot so uh…what would you suggest I      start with??”

it seems like there are more and more of them, those boys who don’t like to read but approach her anyhow. she can’t tell if it’s... charming, or if it’s just irritating. the boy before her lacks any sort of intelligent aura, nor does he seem an attractive prospect for friendship.

but beggars can hardly be choosers, as they say.

her violet-eyed gaze diverts, and she fidgets gently with a lock of hair. “w-well, um... i think if you want to get into reading, but are having trouble committing to a full book... you should try reading some short stories. i have no mouth, and i must scream is a fairly good one, and popular too.” she continues to prattle, gaze becoming more and more intensely focused on the classroom’s floor as she speaks. confidence seems to flow through her, as if she’s a conduit for the fickle muse of literature. “the lottery is another famous short story. and if you’ve heard of roald dahl... he hasn’t just published children’s literature, either. his short stories are pretty profound. that said... i do prefer the investment that comes with longer novels. there’s nothing like the feeling you get when you’re engrossed in a good book.”

only then does she seem to notice the boy just nearby, and startles. “o-oh! but, um... i-i’m rambling again...”

[knxifu]

it’s been two years and i still havent written her verse descriptions send help

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ive got to redo my tags they are just. not liking me

[1dietcokeinacan]

*loves and loves and loves until it kills me*

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[knxifu]

caunosfell.

their fingers, thin and bandaged, twitch, just a little, their eyes peering at yuri curiously. something about her seems … verging on unhinged. in the same way they get, when they speak about seances. as though dancing on the edge of a cliff, energy pulsing and vibrant and so, so, close to pushing them over. cracks showing in the very edges of one’s composure.

they wonder what it would be like to push her over that edge.

‘ … why do you ask? ‘ they murmur, leaning just a little bit closer. it is funny. even closer, even with their head tipping just an inch or two more in her direction, they give off no body heat, no exhale of breath. as though she were seated near a corpse. perhaps she is. perhaps they wear their mask to hide their tongue gone bloated in their mouth, their dark hair hiding the bruises that rigor mortis begins to create. ‘ if you are … concerned for me, i would reply … no. ‘

they lean back in their seat for a moment, hugging their shoulders, lost in some kind of rapture, as though giving worship. ‘ but … certainly. it is part of the reason why i tend to avoid clothing that is revealing. though it may be to my personal taste … the way my body looks bared is disturbing to many, yes? ‘

she exhales all at once — a flutter of a sound, the mad beat of a butterfly’s wings tickling her throat, warming her in her core. suddenly, she’s restless, as if she needs to do something right now. something. of course she knows what it is. the raccoon, an urge. she’s written it over and over, when she can’t write it into her skin with blood and blade. and is shinguuji this raccoon who has come to call, with their ringed eyes and watchful stare? a wild animal that bares its teeth and begs for food, for scrap, for rot?

yuri needs to calm down. now.

“i... i understand. it’s why i try to cover up my body, too. it looks normal when you cover it up... but your inner world always reflects what’s outside. maybe that’s why...” no one engages with me. “the most beautiful and the most wretched are almost always alone.” her fingers twitch, her hand cramps. she needs it. she wants to go to a corner and give herself over to rapture and worship.

“i-i’m sorry if i sound like i’m... prying...” her voice trails off, and a flush blooms over her cheeks. “i really just, um... don’t know how to talk to people.”

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Gabriela Mistral, tr. by Langston Hughes, from Selected Poems; “He Kissed Me,”

[knxifu]

@caunosfell​  ( from here )

their curiosity is immediately piqued.

( of course, they know that often those who wish for people to be afraid of them are often not the kinds of people who you should need to fear. but they also know … desperation can make a person dangerous. and those who need others to see them as reprehensible … well. at times, can they not be desperate indeed? they wonder what it is that she could do to them, imagine for a moment their blood on her hands. it is a beautiful image, for a fragment of a second. )

‘ you are certainly welcome to. ‘

their voice is almost melodic, hands folding together - there doesn’t appear to be any irony in their voice, nothing but calm.

‘ it would be such a fascinating way to learn about you, through the harm you are capable - or incapable - of doing. so many consider themselves people who would be able to take a life, if it came to it, but more still … cannot bring themselves to. and i would be only too happy to bear witness … ‘

they seem enraptured, somehow.

the words that spill from her companion’s lips are poetry itself. yuri suddenly gets the sense that they’re speaking from thousands of years of experience, as if their haunted skin and sharp bones are centuries old, that their soul is an urn filled with crumbling ash. it’s beautiful, she thinks. beautiful things are always tragic.

the realization colours her cheeks, silken locks spilling over her shoulders as she peers from the mere corner of her eye. there’s a danger to this, the real possibility that one or both of them will be hurt. but all of a sudden she wants to show them her knives. to pull up her sleeves and laugh, manic and deranged. unhinged. scare them off with the intensity of her adoration. the insanity of love, the love of exhilaration, the exhilaration of death. she wants, suddenly, to destroy the both of them in brilliant fireworks.

you see ... i’m kind of into knives. but she doesn’t reveal this just yet. she has to bear witness to this stranger’s brilliance firsthand. “do ... people h-hurt you often?” she actually seems worried, as if the image of their broken and mangled body doesn’t make her pulse quicken with utter love.

[knxifu]

@caunosfell​  /  ask. ' it’s not going to work. '

a part of yuri hardens at the criticism. she isn’t just a shrinking violet — there’s more to her than just that. there’s the sharpest edge of an ornate knife that lies just underneath her skin. beating with her heart, and if it slams too hard against her ribcage the blade will slice her skin. yes ... it’s a beautiful metaphor for an ugly thing. but yuri shows none of this, only offers the embarrassed flush of cheeks — not maiden pink but a deeper, more treacherous red.

“o-oh ... i thought it might not. i — i just — ” the violet-haired young woman falls silent, trails off to rejoin her own thoughts. they’re far more interesting than whatever the other has to say about her plans. her hands clutch at the rose, her gaze flickering over to the newest member of the literature club. he’s engrossed in conversation with sayori, and the two of them laugh.

her heart sinks with the despondency of a rose petal floating to ripple a lake. “y-you’re right.”

[dreamingaboutfairytales]

[frostwill]

critical role sentence starters !!!

so… we’ll talk later.

why won’t you stay down and die with dignity?

no. no further.

this is not over. it can’t be.

try not to have too much fun without us.

i have this blink candle. it’s formed from various animals that blink.

it’s so rare that we’re actually given the opportunity to be honest about everything. we might as well try it once and see if we like it.

you know i’m in love with you, right?

you seem… like a person. and that’s great.

those are coins! you’re not making it rain, you’re making it hail!

i’m killing someone, hold please.

your secret is safe with my indifference.

my heart is someone else’s.

do not go far from me. if we are out of earshot, you are too far from me.

um, i don’t know if it’s the food you made or the fact that we’re going to die tomorrow, but i want to kiss you.

i was all kinds of fucked up a few weeks ago.

you’re all kinds of fucked up all the time. we all are. and that’s why we’re together.

i just want to let you know… i am possibly the worst person you’ve ever met.

i think i kind of hope… not necessarily to hurt you or harm you, but i hope that one day… that you can know just how awful i can be.

you can curse, it’s okay. you killed one of us.

i think i’ve always been in love with the idea of you.

i was only gone for thirty seconds!

i encourage violence.

i can give you the means to protect them.

i do not want to die who i am. i’d like to live long enough to be someone else.

you’re on your own, fuckface.

a volcano is - is nature’s candle!

sometimes people go and they don’t come back.

do you spice?

so we’re going to kill everyone that we see in the next ten seconds.

i don’t want to be here if you’re not.

i told you before. no one kills you but me.

he traded his life!

i don’t have very many things that i care about and i don’t have anything that cares about me.

i’m great! well, not really, but i’m just going to pretend i’m happy so everybody can be okay!

i’ve been in a barrel for an hour. i fell asleep in there!

yes. i heard. it was the only thing i heard.

don’t cry. i’m just a little cold.

i bury my shame.

i should have told you. it’s yours.

forgiveness - that’s the key, isn’t it? it’s the only way to really grow.

your hair’s a mess. sit still.

you are my heart. you are me. you are my other half. you are welcome with me always.

you don’t always have to put on a brave face, dear.

we’re friends, right? are we friends?

i know we don’t always agree and i know i can be unkind, but… you know you’re family, right?

i’ve had a terrible thought. and it is sort of my business to have terrible thoughts.

take me instead.

we walk towards glory.

that’s mine! that’s mine!

did it choose me because i was broken, or did it break me?

please bring him back to me.

you think you care about me?

this was always supposed to happen, wasn’t it?

i love you. if i can find you, i will. if not, stay alive.

if he’s gone i won’t be the same.

i’d watch your moral panic all day, it’s delightful.

in many ways you are my total opposite. but you are also my best friend.

i made a choice. this is my family.

i forgive you. but i cannot let you leave.

please. please. i love him as much as you do.

fix him. fix him!

i like this family. i’d like to keep it.

i want you to know that you are like a brother to me.

talk about my sister again.

it’s been a while since we’ve had one of our depressing chats!

i can’t have you gone. i need you here.

i think we’re very broken people. but i think together we’re much greater than the sum of our parts.

don’t ever fucking do that again.

you didn’t die. but you did! but you didn’t. but you did! and then you didn’t.

i don’t want any of this! i don’t want any of this.

i’ve just had a near death experience and i’m craving some lasagna. 

you know, you’re getting weirder.

you and i are very different.

i’ve killed two of those who’ve wronged me and nothing is better. nothing feels better. nothing is avenged.

call me “child” one more goddamn time!

if you’re lucky, you die last.

some people have no sense of fucking honor!

i’ll take my clothes off if it’ll inspire us.

thank you for believing in me.

you’ve never done anything for me! never! you’ve never risked anything, you don’t know me!

everyone else believes in you. why shouldn’t you?

how many fingers am i holding up?

what’s the first letter of the alphabet? this you know.

yay! teamwork!

you fucking died!

don’t touch me right now! i’m not - don’t touch me!

i’m going to go get a sandwich.

you had us all very worried.

your reckless impulses will get you killed!

i’m done with gods. they will not help me. perhaps you will. 

this is too fucking much.

come here, you shithead.

it has been an honor.

screw you! i want my final words with you to be indignant and irritated.

you’re the face i saw when murder entered my heart.

i’m undecided about you.

never forget you’re my favorite. and i’m so sorry.

i’m not leaving him.

you’re a better man than you believe.

feel like making a home here?

you’re an idiot and i’m very proud of you. don’t do that again.

sound off if you’re alive.

it’s not going to work.

[mangabean]

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@omghoshii ( x ).

Then again, a prisoner on school grounds was also quite a weird thing, right? She seems embarrassed- a shy one from her composure. Unsure of herself, of what she’s doing; something that the former tennis pro could relate to a bit in himself from moments past. Must be terrified a bit- someone as awful as a murderer was in front of her after all.

“They’ve got busy futures ahead of ‘em. I don’t.” It was factual, straight to the point which made the tone rather sharp. Perhaps it was a slight bit more bitter than intended- it was his fault he was going to die so young, not theirs. Why feel ire towards people who did nothing wrong? “Best enjoy the simple things before they’re gone. That’s just how life is.”

Her eyes were trialing over him again- like a security camera. It was a bit jarring, annoying to a degree, but the prisoner wasn’t going to blame her for it. He was quite an odd one in every way; it’d be more shocking if he didn’t expect people to really process who he was. “I get that. I’d be shocked too in your shoes.” Not that he could really fit in them… his past and future stained with blood spilled from his own hands prevented so much from ever coming to be. “I must look weird to ya. Not used to lookin’ so far down for conversations are you? I’m sure you don’t meet a lot of people my height.”

with all honestly, yuri wasn’t sure how to carry on this conversation. that was nothing new, but in the immediacy of this situation, her violet eyes diverted, caught in the frenetic energy of her ever-careening thoughts. “n-no...” she murmured, not daring to raise her voice above a barely-audible volume. she caught herself wondering if he could even hear her from all the way down there, and her cheeks caught fire once more. how awful of her to think something like that... and to admit that she wasn’t used to someone of his height...?! she was so awfully rude.

“i-it’s not your height!” she clarifies quickly, anxious hand raking through her long hair. “i-i... uu... i just d-don’t see many people... from the main course here. t-that’s all... i n-never said you looked weird...” another shocked little sound as she realized yet another mistake. “i-i’m not saying you’re mistaken! i-i mean... oh...” how she wished she had a book to hide behind now that she’d thoroughly made a fool of herself.

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unrelated monika just haxxed my tumblr mate.