𝕷𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖓𝖔𝖎𝖗 (Low Activity)

❝ 𝕴𝖋 𝕲𝖔𝖉 𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖝𝖎𝖘𝖙, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖉𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖇𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖒𝖊. ❞

[noircisaint]

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ind. sel. priv.  𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐝'𝐚𝐫𝐜 𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫. a game / headcanon-based portrayal.

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[noircisaint]

⠀⠀            ❝ you are treating this like we are friends or something. are you that desperate, or does ignorance also play a role. ❞ something almost like a chuckle followed. ❝ i have no reason to talk to you. no reason to follow you. no reason to trust you. is it obvious yet ? ❞

⠀⠀            the slightest amusement she had with this situation was gone now. replaced with narrowed eyes. ❝ how about you start talking a little, and i'll decide if it is worth coming along. maybe i'll be that friend you so desperately come looking for. ❞ a thin smile forming with the continuation of the mockery, the crack of the can in hand following as it was opened.

⠀⠀           silently taking a few sips of the soda before one finger pointed. ❝ if you really are a hero. why stalk around at night? working around the law to help the less fortunate ? ❞

[kissespink-deactivated20231006]

❥ “It’s called bein’ friendly, try it sometime,” eyes rolled and a small huff, was she not allowed to be kind just because it was in her nature to be?? Kiwa just liked talking to people and meeting others, was that such a bad thing? She just liked random chances to bond and make new friends!!! It was fun!

“I mean yeah, I was just ignoring that part,” she may have been a little overly chatty, but she wasn’t that stupid. She knew this person wanted fuck all to do with her, she just decided that didn’t matter right now. Ignorance? No. Intentionally ignoring the bad vibes that were being put out right now? Yeah.

“Haven’t I already been talking? Like, I’ll keep talking, but still, there something specific ya wanna talk about? Not getting much to work with here,” talking usually required two… but whatever. She could figure this out, yeah. Totally!

“You say that like it’s a bad thing? but truth be told, I was on my way to the convenience store to pick up some candy and a box of condoms for my friend,” unnecessary extra info? probably, but it was the truth. Zero reason to lie here, it wouldn’t benefit anything. “then I saw a suspicious figure,” a hand gestured towards the other, “so I stopped.”

[noircisaint]

❝ maybe don't try talking to random people you don't know ? you don't seem trustworthy, especially since you just are one of them. ❞ the last word spoken with some acid in the tone. eyes narrowing thinner, glaring at the other girl.

❝ i don't have a reason to be nice to people like you. most of you are the same. care only about putting people like me behind bars. abusing us. using us to raise your own status. society doesn't combat problems by listening, but by pushing them off to some corner. ❞

❝ a few people doing good things by themselves changes a few things for a day at most. ❞ the words spoken was nothing new of course. so has it always been. people either lived according to the rules or were subjected to being looked down on and kicked to the ground if they were not. even if the circumstances were out of their control.

[fabledresources]

‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ i'm not a good person.‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏ ‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ i'm barely a person at all.

[lily-musings]

                                         i burn, consumed;                                       and resurrect, half-slain

[siir-poesia]

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Paul Guest, from “1987.”

[ousia-poetica]

[waifubuki]

[aestuavis]

avenger.

 ⠀⠀            ❝ do you believe my memory to be so dull i would not be able to tell? my affinity lays with dragons. you could grow to an old woman, and i would still be able to tell. ❞ a light huff following words.

 ⠀⠀            how many years has it been? to an existence such as herself, time was not a factor. nothing that received much mind.

|| 鈴 || :: words were trapped in her throat. no, it wasn’t like the SEIRYUU thought the other’s knowledge about dragons would be so shallowed, however, it was her very core that had changed, hadn’t it ? even …

                “ even when i now carry a scent that i didn’t have before ? ” the scent of BLOOD that was absent from her back when she was younger. a trade for her innocence, for her naivety, now replaced by a duller color of cyan within those once bright and hopeful gaze. fingers curled inwardly. she was practically a DIFFERENT CREATURE, right ? so why ? “ even … when i’m no longer who i used to be ? ”

[noircisaint]

⠀⠀ ❝ you are you. there is no change that reshapes you into something completely indistinguishable. perhaps on the outside you have grown hard, grown to loath everything around you. but within, you are still that dragon who i once held under my wing. ❞

⠀⠀ words spoken with a softness not usual to her person. something felt uncomfortable. it was the sight of the other. the thought of what happened in the span of those years of absence. a sort of guild growing.

⠀⠀ ❝ i was worried, you know ? not a day passed where you did not cross my mind. and as to what became of you after you left. now i see. you changed in ways no person should have to change ... ❞

[noircisaint]

⠀⠀            ❝ if you are here to flirt, don’t. you would be the 6th and it is ruining my wine for me. ❞ single sentence starter ― @etlascivus​

[etlascivus]

        ❛  presumptuous , aren’t you ? a fine quality for a woman in this age  –  if you’ll take the compliment as simply fact and not flirt . if not , of course , i hope you will allow me to freshen up your sullied drink .  ❜

[noircisaint]

⠀⠀ ❝ what else am i to expect ? i did not come were with anyone besides myself. it makes for an opportunity too many try taking advantage of. my expectations are not exactly high for each following person. ❞

[theoptia]

Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit and Three Other Plays; “The Flies”

Text ID: Nothing is sweeter, nothing, that to feel a dawn of hatred spreading like quickfire in one's veins;

[ensuist-m]

“Forgive me if I taste a little too much like poison. If I am full of too much chaos. Forgive me if I have too much bottled within me that it makes the earth quiver. But I won’t apologize for the monster I became to survive the monsters around me.”

— or the screaming still ringing in my ears // L.H.Z (via lhzthepoet)

[vixvaporub]

Corpse Fang Princess | Shigahime  – Chapter 14 ☾ Resurrected  

[theoptia]

Marguerite Duras, from The Easy Life

Text ID: Awake in the darkness, afraid to die.

[dopplerdora]

Daily reminder that being an Avenger Class Servent is honestly fucking horrible.

Jalters description of it being something you can never recover from, a "bird that will never fly again".

Having hatred not just as a memory but an inherent part of your existence that can never get better.

A gapping wound that can't heal.

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Vita Sackville-West, from “Solitude.”

[noircisaint]

it’s like i can feel time moving.

taylor swift // red (taylor’s version) from the vaults edition rp meme.- nothing new. ― @shuanghe​

⠀⠀ ❝ ... hah ? ❞ the words were heard, but not with the attention that made Jeanne understand them  at first. eyes turned towards the woman that had appeared next to hear. ❝ i ... suppose ? ❞ the words could be interpreted in many ways. perhaps stress, making it feel as if time ticked away, each moment bringing a chill.

⠀⠀ eyes looked away for a moment, thinking about the words. then looking up once more. ❝ need a moment of respite ? ❞ words not often spoken to a stranger, but perhaps words that the woman needed to hear.