pops in here for my few followers left to announce that i'm probs gonna remake this blog fairly soon. i still love rin, i just kinda got overwhelmed and forgot i had this blog.
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pops in here for my few followers left to announce that i'm probs gonna remake this blog fairly soon. i still love rin, i just kinda got overwhelmed and forgot i had this blog.
momxntomori:
"What really? Neither do I.."
"Looks like we're pretty much fucked."
facelessxmirror:
"Yeah— I’m fine!" Cue small twirl on his heel to face the female, however stumbling and even falling to his knees due to a small tear of muscle and skin in the back of his leg. A heavy scent of something close to a fresh corpse radiates from the wound, faint shadow-like gas produced from it as well. The substance from the gash can’t be seen too well, however, his ice cold blood being an inky shade of ebony. "Ah! I tripped right there~! Ehehe—"
Rilliane knows well when she is gazing at something other-worldly. Something w r o n g . And this smiling, giggling child is certainly that. An attack will not occur just yet { she does not like to be cruel } but that does not stop one pale hand coming to rest upon the sword she wears upon her hip.
"Are you quite sure that's all...?"
tsundelen:
He decided to ignore the fact that he was being called ‘Master’ again.
「Before I entered?」He pouted, thinking about it for a second. He had been so distracted with Rin’s strange behavior that he almost forgot.
「I was tryin’ to write lyrics for our next album with some kinda’ new technique, but it didn’t sound any good, so I trashed it.」
「What were you doin’ bef’re ya came here?」Falling down the stairs and hitting your head, maybe?
Album -- ? Lyrics -- ? They were not singers; she enjoyed singing, of course, as did he; and yet this seemed far more than a typical flight of fancy for the young prince.
"Me -- oh? I was...cleaning, my prince."
{ not q u i t e a lie... }
theprincessmiku
"You're -- quite beautiful..."
The small quirking of pale tiers which accompanies the words is faint and very nearly sad. The maid has never been beautiful { in any but the cruelest of ways } to her- -self, after all.
so fun fact i literally forgot i had this blog.
like this if i owe u something or u want a starter, ja?
I’m used to it
The saddest thing you can hear someone say. (via suckingonlarry)
like this for a starter, yeah?
momxntomori:
”What do i have to do to get you to buy me a cheeseburger”
"Well -- I don't have any money, anyway. So."
kxsekis:
「✖」—— ;
It takes her two — or maybe twenty, who really knows? — broken sobs of agony and grief to finally start to calm down; her breath slowing down until her cries were a quiet whimpering, until she is silent and still oh so empty and faithless.
It makes Hakuei wonder, how could someone ever sympathize with that kind of grief…?
It was the pain that only those who cared too much knew of; the pain of selfishness and the price paid for deeds committed. Not bothering to dry up her tears — her rueful reminders — the woman finally said:
“Thank you… This is the first time I am ever grateful for kindness. And I… Others need you too. But, I hope that your ending can be happier than mine.”
Ah -- she is a l r i g h t . Child { and that is what she is, easy as it may be to forget it } smiles softly. The smile does not fall as the other speaks, growing wider, in fact, as the woman wishes that Rilliane's life ends happier than her own. She nearly laughs -- no. Rilliane shall not recieve a happy ending and this she knows. Hers is a story which is doomed.
But; no need to say as much.
"There's nothing to thank me for. I merely spoke the truth. And -- perhaps a happy ending is still possible for you. As long as you are living, there is hope, after all."
A pause; a faint breath.
"My name is Rilliane."
"It's very simple, you know. I just don't feel anything any longer."
No Tenten this time around c: A prize for a contestant on DA
With my fatal ground Prison I am drawing Drinking the tears from the bleeding eyes The murder The murder The murder she cries
Of course ghosts are real, they hide inside your bones.
“10 Word Poem" series - #70 (via splitterherzen)