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What they did to me was monstrous.
And they created a monster. (via ahumble-vaudevillianveteran)
I laughed really hard when I thought of this…
C E N T I P E D E
“hold me close, don’t let go, watch me burn”
hey i just wanted to let you know, but using a korean face claim for a japanese character is both racist & culturally insensitive. please research about what japan has done to korea before partaking in gross things like this. east-asians are not all the same, koreans are not japanese.
cries tbh i’m so sorry ! thank you for telling me. i didn’t even know the person when i picked them, i’ll be sure to do that next time.
sen.tɪ.piːd
pcrfaitt.
❛ && yet you’re turning pink while breathing puffs of WARM air. of course you’re cold , s i l l y . no need to be strong in a situation where you can be v u l n e r a b l e . ❜ taking cable knitted article , palms carefully wrapped it ‘round stranger’s neck with fingertips keeping space ( betwixt ) from EDGED skin. how quaint for mannerisms to par with abused babe merely attempting survival with all the WRONG tools.
HE FLINCHES AS scarf is wrapped ‘round pale neck . DON’T TOUCH ME DON’T TOUCH ME DON’T TOUCH ME . hand raises , SLAPPING THEIR HAND away . “ too close . “ IT’S SPOKEN QUICK WITH RAZORS EDGE , as if it would make all the difference .
as such SOFT FABRIC meets freezing skin he halts . it’s already warm . . . PREVIOUSLY RISEN HAND lowers to the article , pink digits CURLING in knitted holes . kindness has been ABSENT for SO LONG . . . with no one but HIMSELF & HIS FOOD who would give such a thing ? harsh expression goes soft , gaze lowering in EMBARRASSMENT .
QUIET , voice mutters forth “ s -- sorry . . . i’m just . . . . . “
spineusing.
“ CENTIPEDE ” would make an excellent quinque. A lucky investigator is going to have that opportunity someday — but it’s not Rank 2 Mado, not now. ‘ I’m not going to kill you. ’ This is an admission of ability as much as a statement of purpose. ‘ … I want to know what kind of ghoul eats other ghouls. ’
HA HA HA , it’s FUNNY how she thinks to ask such a MONSTER a logical question ! he’s gone ; HUNGRY HUNGRY HUNGRY . it’s been ABSURDLY LONG ( for him ) since he’s EATEN ANYTHING -- any GHOUL . GIVE ME SOMETHING TO EAT .
HE LAUGHS , slow , P A I N F U L . “ POWER . “ it’s practically WHISPERED . QUICK TO COVER IT UP comes “ PROTECT . “ a beat , “ I MUST -- I - I WILL PRRROTECT ---- “ as he speaks , he INHALES , not seeming to care how it EFFECTS himself & his voice . spine ROLLS , stomach BURNS . JUST LET ME EAT .
pcrfaitt.
❛ y– . . you just look chilly or COLD– jus’ take the scarf ! ! ❜ cable knitted fabric shoved unto strangers torso , a d e m a n d in return of such hoarse tone. despite spring making face betwixt winter’s tight ( && dying hold ) hold , it was still TOO nipping cold to wear thin layers.
OBJECT THRUST TO his midsection brings SHOCK . eyes widen & muscles stiffen . whole body TWITCHES , arms raise to BLOCK , acting as though it were an ATTACK . “ -- don’t touch me . “ IT’S QUICK TO LEAVE LIPS ; spoken the moment it’s thought . DON’T TOUCH DON’T TOUCH DON’T TOUCH . hands grab the scarf so it does not DIRTY ON THE GROUND , but he’s ready to RETURN IT . “ . . . i’m not cold . “
apairofmeatballs.
He backed away, moving further and further away from her, this made her hand out of reach. Why did he run from her? Usagi lowered her arm, she moved closer again, but as he told her to stop, she flinched at his words. He was so afraid of her but she hasn’t even attempted to touch him, was it human touch that he was fleeing from? ❝What are you running away from?❞ Usagi asked, a deep sadness laced her voice.
ACTIONS MIMIC THOSE of a CAGED ANIMAL . he’s ENTIRELY PULLED INWARD , shriveled by her kindness . still , original question remains ECHOING within his mind ; WHY IS SHE BEING SO KIND ? WHY DOES SHE CARE ? the true DEJECTION weighing down inquiry leaves CONFUSION . does she REALLY CARE ?
there’s MOMENTS PAUSE , charcoal optics staring at the girl , as though waiting for a facade to CRACK . “ why ? “
Tokyo Ghoul + Kagune
→ Kakuja || Shining One
Kakujas are a transformed kind of ghoul that rarely appear by repeatedly cannibalizing ghouls. Sometimes, the transformation is incomplete, and such individuals are called Half-Kakujas. Through cannibalism, a ghoul absorbs Rc cells, and this uptake of Rc cells increases their concentration within a ghoul’s body. If the concentration becomes high enough, it may trigger a mutation within the cells and lead to the formation of a new kagune. A kakuja can evolve their armor kagune further by continuing to cannibalize their kind.
nobilitc.
her BRIGHT green hues that were previously focused on the figure before her, now turn to gaze down beside her. & there was a BOOK, which was OH, so familiar to her & its’ UNIQUE SYMBOL decorating its’ cover. ❛ AH, it indeed is. it is called the CELESTIAL RECORD. ———– have you heard of it BEFORE ? ❜
HEAD SHAKES , NAME not sounding familiar in the VAST REPERTOIRE of things he’s read . though perhaps it’s been FORGOTTEN OVER TIME . mind has been CHIPPED ; many memories left to dwindle leaving only ANGER , HATE , & HUNGER in its wake . “ no . is it good ? “
A part of you
xvdouhi.
A strange sound follows him like a raging wind as he walks through the brutal night. His stomach is growling as it’s cries of agony tears through the night. “Shit shit shit.” It’s not like he really have a general direction in mind but at this point he will go wherever his feet takes him. There’s no reason to question it.
KAGUNE EASILY SPROUTS from low back , earning a LOW GRUNT as skin moves to make way . AFTER THE YEAR IT STILL FEELS WEIRD , but he LIKES IT NOW ; for it acts as though a DINNER BELL . “ hungry , hungry , hungry , hungry . “ slow walk is quick to turn steady pace , now to FULL FORCE RUN . cackles enhance , mumbles becoming FULLY FLEDGED ; “ hungry ! hungry ! hungry ! hungry ! “