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@mxterixlism
Don’t you dare Shrink yourself For someone else’s comfort - Do not become small For people who refuse to grow.
m.v., Advice to my future daughter, #2. (via efidelity)
Scared is what you’re feeling. Brave is what you’re doing.
Emma Donoghue, Room
mxterixlism said: “ If I wasn’t sure about something, I wouldn’t be willing to do it Tsunayoshi. ”
“T-Then I’m coming with you. I don’t want you going off on your own alone, Kita-san! I couldn’t stand it if something happened to you!”
“Oh?”
It’s not that he is surprised to hear that-- Well, he is surprised to hear Tsunayoshi say that but- At the same it’s a nice feeling, the surprise is mild and he feels at ease.
“Are you sure that you would like to come with me?”
Nothing will tell you where you are. Each moment is a place you’ve never been.
Mark Strand, “Black Maps”
Out of Blossoms;
I don’t like Nazario’s faceclaim, it looks too-- Emotionless. The thing is that I can’t find one that fits because he either looks emotionless or too happy. Can’t I just use two fcs? orz
combxtants, blancavenir, mxterixlism
“This is an unusual visit, can I help you with something? You’re not lost are you”
“As a matter of fact, I am here as an informa- in this case as a messanger or a bringer of bad news from the Vongola.”
He wasn’t happy, if there was one thing he hated it was when he was the one to do all of the painful work such as providing people with bad news. And having to give this kind of information to Tsunayoshi- no, it pained him. They could have sent someone older instead but apparently since Nazario was much closer to Tsuna’s age, they thought it was a good idea?
Her HUMAN MORALITY was not held in the same regards as the rest of the guardians of the Eleventh famiglia, but th- ere was a certain line even SHE would not pass.
( this was in a time where she was still considered as HUMAN; a time before she was considered to be mo- re suited for the VARIA than the main Vongola guard- ians. )
Death was not something she could take too lightly. Some- thing even SHE had a hard time over-coming. Being SUCK- ED into this life rather than being BORN into this life, she w- asn’t very accustomed to the harshness of the Mafia life. Th- ough, to be frank, she questioned if being born into it had an- ything to do with how well you do in the Mafia, all things cons- idering that they had someone like AYANE next in throne.
“ I don’t see how you can call yourself an INFORMANT when you can’t seem to do your job PROPERLY. “
The Raccoon was far from surprised when he had block- ed her attack–expecting it out of someone from the same line of work as she was. When her weaponry slipped pa- st the other, nearly breaking through the plaster of the wa- ll from the sudden lack of resistance, her body stiffened. What a COWARD, but if he thought that RUNNING AWAY would do him any good, he was WRONG.
There was a blur of purple and black as her hair fanned around her, body twisting around as she instantly took chase of the Illusionist. Throwing herself out the window, landing in a graceful crouch, she continued her pursuit of the male–ignoring the startled gasps of the students around them.
Nazario wasn’t planning to run very far, only far enough from peoples eyes to make it nearly impossible for them to see without squnting-- Though. His plan was cut short when he remembed that he could not run that far away without looking like a coward so once he reached the walls of the school he let his illusions surround him, if he couldn’t make them look away-- Then he would make them want to look away. This fight was none of their concern, or such was his opinion when he created his flowers, which at first only seemed to attract more watchers-- Until they withered and twisted into monsters-- It wasn’t hard to hear some of them shrieking at the sight, especially since the windows were open. Well at least the number of watchers decreased.
“I never called myself an informant, those are the words of Tsunayoshi and my father. If people want the truth-- Then perhaps asking me if the information I gave them was the right one-- I am an illusionist, sometimes even the words I speak are but mere illusions.”
He only spoke once the Cloud had gotten closer to him and the words he picked came out sounding decorative-- As if he was trying to mix poetry with the words he spoke but that was not what he was doing, no. He was trying to speak of solutions to her issue with him. The Jackal let a sigh past his lips as he then decided to not stand there like a fool and instead moved torwards her, only to move to her side seconds later, trying to make the blade of his Naginata to cut her skin-- However, he was not planning to murder her, no, that would only bring him trouble with the police. Sure he was whiny when it came to the troubles the things he did could cause but alas-- Most of the times where he was ‘cautious’ it ended up paying off.
OPEN;
“Stop talking, you’re giving me a headache.”
Today is not his day, he had already been slammed head first into a wall today and now he was stuck listening to someone who seemed to be planning to talk his ears off for the rest of the evening.
PSA —-
My muse is VICIOUS. My muse is skilled and trained and powerful and is always prepared to kick ass. And what really gets on my tits is when someone else’s muse pushes mine and mine lashes out, but then I get the messages saying “oh my god you’re godmodding!”. NO – that is CONSISTENT CHARACTERIZATION, my dears. I will not tone down my muse for you – if you can’t handle wicked anger and violent lashing-out, then princess you are on the wrong blog. This has been a psa.
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I can be as deep as the sea and as shallow as a river. I can be the faces you like or a thousand others.
alvirakhan (via wordsnquotes)
…and we drink our coffee and pretend not to look at each other.
Charles Bukowski, “Luck” (via wordsnquotes)
Out of Blossoms;
Oops, I forgot to be active. I’ll reply to drafts when I am back with better wifi which should be next week.
I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful.
Clemence Poésy (via wordsnquotes)
People either love me or they hate me, or they don’t really care.
Banksy, Wall and Piece (via wordsnquotes)