未練 miren;

"... Please try to remember that word I loved; “Happiness” is a curious thing, So I hope that you will be able to love tomorrow…" { an independent oc blog } tracking: mirenoc

[sad-plath]

やがて女も消えた 原っぱがあって　その上に空があった Soon she disappears. The field and the sky alone remain.

Shinjiro Kurahara,西瓜畑 (via sad-plath)

[m-i-r-e-n]

Cemetery.

From the Greek word "κοιμητήριον" or, "sleeping place"

They were said to be places where the dead lay-- Where those whose lives had passed now slept. 

It was a place where the living came to frequent in times of mourning, or when they desired to visit those that had moved on from their plane. Often, those left behind spoke and acted as if their loved ones remained beneath the stones that marked their graves... However...

There was nothing there.

"..."

Despite the name etched upon the grave, there was no trace of whomever that person once was... there. There lay nothing within the confines of what supposedly contained them... Nothing upon the red that cushioned the inside, and nothing within the pallid walls of the outer shell that lay still, trapped, beneath the earth. And... It was the same for her.

It was the strangest sensation to watch one's family grieve over them, whilst attempting to hold conversation with a carved rock... With the earth. With... everything that was not her. And despite all the attempts to garner their attention-- to make them look at her, ".. I'm not there, Kenta, " "Mama, look at me." "Papa, Kouta, I'm here."-- it always ended the same way.

The ivory figure would watch her family leave the grave yard, leaving her no choice but to watch them do so. Even if she were to follow them, no amount of speaking, crying, or otherwise would alert them to her presence. ".. This isn't fair." 

[m-i-r-e-n]

I hope you're having a nice day, cutie. ~(•ε • ~) /leaves a hershey's kiss and vanishes.

...Chocolate?! Oh, today was a good day! A very good day, indeed! She’d figured that she wouldn’t be receiving any sweets for a while, after that stunt she’d pulled with Aidan’s refrigerator— he deserved it— but something had been left for her, after all! Squealing with delight, the yurei scooped up the small confection and drifted off to find a perch where Aidan would be unable to take her precious food from her. “Waaaha, thank you~!”{ out of body:  fsjdkfdsh ; w ; Oh gosh, thank you! I’m having a good day, but it definitely became better after seeing this nice message fjksdfsdkj Thank you!!I hope you’re having a nice day, too, Anon~! ; w ; }

[yato-noragami-archive-deactivat]

♚ - - -; And that gaze has attracted the Yato’s attention   

    Proceeds to stare back   

[m-i-r-e-n]

"... Eh?" When azure met carmine for the briefest of encounters, only one emotion could have been expressed between the exchange-- Mild confusion slowly contorted the petite phantom's features, before she slowly drifted from her "hiding spot"-- if the very minimal space behind a lamp post could be called such-- and proceeded to resume staring at the lone figure.  It wasn't... her that he was staring at.. was it? Surely not! Spirits like herself went upon unnoticed or ultimately ignored by the average human. A brief once over of the area in which she stood failed to bring anything of particular interest into view, either... But, then... "..." Cue an experimental sticking out of the tongue--

[m-i-r-e-n]

I DON’T DO GREETING POSTS

but that doesn’t mean i don’t want to play with you

it just means i don’t want to get lost in the shuffle

if i follow you, i want to talk to you and write with you

sorry 

[yato-noragami-archive-deactivat]

♚ - - -; Sits here and eats Lollipops because he now has a lot   

[m-i-r-e-n]

Lollipops?

The gaze of envy gleams red in the distance...

[m-i-r-e-n]

Ghostly wailing is a term that would be most applicable at this very moment. The eruption of an unholy cry tears through the night air, only to obliviate any notions of tranquility or silence. The echo resounds, far into the distance as sorrow trails after the heels of outrage. With such a heart rendering sadness comes tears... And the the tears are bitter, as any medicine. However, recovery may be beyond the help that medicine can give.

[m-i-r-e-n]

tattered-legacy said: 

[ this is super late cause I was busy but hi I’d like to rp ovo (this is natalie btw) ]

[ hjfsdhfjds wOW I JUST SAW THIS wheezes hello

Aaaa, but sure! ; w ; We can try and plot a scenario up? hhfjdshkj ]

[paralian-s]

「 I died. I'm sorry 」

[meetthegirlwhocan-deleting-deac]

[m-i-r-e-n]

"..." Somehow, the ghost found no appeal in the array of cakes aligning refrigerator shelves. A few moments were spent opening and closing the appliance door, before the phantom eventually drifted towards the shop entrance, and brought herself outside. Perhaps a few hours remaining perched upon the morbid shop sign would improve her mood... Despite it's disturbing appearance, it proved to be a decent swing.

[dominummordacitas]

                                                                    Mom                                                                    I’m just                                                        {Missing}                                                                   You now

[newblogisjacindaelena]

 birdsnest. || Greyfriars Kirkyard.

[micaacandelaria]

[inked-black-books]

The City Of Ember- Jeanne DuPrau

[m-i-r-e-n]

                                   私は愛されるよりも何も望んでいない。

                                  I wanted nothing more than to be loved.

                                    知られるように、尊重されるように。

                                     To be known and to be respected.

                              小さい怪物のように扱われることがあります

                                      To be treated less like a monster—

                                              多くの人間のように。

                                          —and more like a human.

[m-i-r-e-n]

                                   [everything] is fine in heaven                                    but i’ll —-never get to know;