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Wanted to make an official post: Things are heated between my mom and I which is stressing me tf out 24/7. I’m putting this blog on hiatus until further notice. I want to be back here. But the pressure. Anxiety. Panic attacks. It’s not happening. Maybe I’ll come back in August. Maybe not. If you want my discord lmk. Thanks all
I wanted to also state that even tho I'm not here that I'm on FF14 and if anyone in primal wants to play let me know.
Wanted to make an official post: Things are heated between my mom and I which is stressing me tf out 24/7. I’m putting this blog on hiatus until further notice. I want to be back here. But the pressure. Anxiety. Panic attacks. It’s not happening. Maybe I’ll come back in August. Maybe not. If you want my discord lmk. Thanks all
Wanted to make an official post: Things are heated between my mom and I which is stressing me tf out 24/7. I'm putting this blog on hiatus until further notice. I want to be back here. But the pressure. Anxiety. Panic attacks. It's not happening. Maybe I'll come back in August. Maybe not. If you want my discord lmk. Thanks all
❛ The boundaries which divide life from death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins? ❜
EDGAR ALLAN POE – ACCEPTING
DEATH WAS CAPTIVATING. That thin line which was tread every day that made it all so captivating. And it was that intricate relationship of life and death that had become his life of a Nobody. Where he existed both in the living, in the dead, and neither at all. Where he stood between the two roads and looked on as he commanded those to live or die.
Even if he was to command death, even if he were to reap the lives of all, it was also life that he too commanded. The flowers which blossomed and he made wilt away. The reaping of lives which also beckoned new life in gore. “The dead feed the life, as life feed death. It is a never ending cycle. Should one end then so too the other. After all, what is it to live when there is no death, and what is there to die without life?” He smiled as he looked down to his palm. “I wonder what either feel like. I have never experienced such phenomenon even as I control the threads of life itself.”’
“Are they as awful as I hear them to be?”
Marluxia eats KitKats by biting into the whole thing without breaking off the smaller ones.
no matter how many times you reset the timeline. just know. that i will always. want to touch ur titties in front of xemnas
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❛ you call it hope — it is but agony of desire. ❜
EDGAR ALLAN POE -- ACCEPTING
IT WAS ALL that a Nobody had to live for. Hope. Hope that a heart would be regained, hope that all would be the same as their past self, hope that they would regain what was loss. The agony of the empty pit within themselves. The agony of waking and feeling nothing but the empty pit between his chest. He knew it well. Knew it well enough to reach heavensward and cry for the soul that was built upon lies.
Did he hope because he desired a heart to fit this shell? Or did his desires to be whole turn into hope?
“Whether it is hope or agony, it is a sentiment that feels the same to me.” He smiles rather gently, but beneath it is nothing but that. A smile. “To another, many feel life in that agony. It is that difference of agony and hope that make someone a Somebody. It is rather Human.”
QUOTE STARTERS VOL.I EDGAR ALLAN POE
❛ We loved with a love that was more than love. ❜
❛ Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ❜
❛ The boundaries which divide life from death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins? ❜
❛ There is no exquisite beauty without some strangeness in the proportion. ❜
❛ Never to suffer would never to have been blessed. ❜
❛ Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear. ❜
❛ And all I loved, I loved alone. ❜
❛ Years of love have been forgot, in the hatred of a minute. ❜
❛ The best things in life make you sweaty. ❜
❛ There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told. ❜
❛ Anything is better than this agony. ❜
❛ You fancy me mad. ❜
❛ I hear all things in the heaven and in the earth. ❜
❛ Who dares insult us with this blasphemous mockery? ❜
❛ Leave my loneliness unbroken! ❜
❛ A more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrills every fibre of my frame. ❜
❛ The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer. ❜
❛ Let my heart be still a moment. ❜
❛ You call it hope — It is but agony of desire. ❜
❛ Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or silly action for no other reason than because he knows he should not? ❜
❛ To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths! ❜
❛ The beating of a drum stimulates the soldier into courage. ❜
❛ Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive. ❜
❛ I have been happy, though in a dream. ❜
❛ Nevermore. ❜
❛ The truth is, I am heartily sick of this life. ❜
❛ I am convinced that every thing is going wrong. ❜
❛ The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls. ❜
❛ And if I died, at least I will have died for you! ❜
❛ It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. ❜
@revolverized
“MEMORY IS A SCAR. Do you think your’s a bane or boon? Perhaps reopening the wound might help you realize. I can help.”
Scherzo di Notte - Yoko Shimomura (Kingdom Hearts)
EMPTY
roses are doomed to wither yet so many indulge them. such a pitiful and temporary existence, a nullifying joy that only lasts mere moments before it begins the cycle of decay once again. was not the very nature of life the singular destiny to wither away ? even now, the living are rotting behind fully flushed cheeks and bright eyes. just as the pretty red petals become naught but dust, so too does the flesh.
❛ mayhap you will find that the heart can also be a bottomless pit. ❜ he watches, unmoved, with lidded eyes. the heavy movement of his sabatons resounds aloud, as if every single gesture he made was burdened with a weight he did not care for. ❛ it beats, it follows a rhythm, but to what end ? to live ? then what a lifeless existence it truly is. ❜
INTRIGUING. This man empty, a void. Beneath that skin, that pale gentle red pigment, there beat a heart but only to live. But of course, that was the way of things. Those who wanted nothing more than to live, breath, and to find ecstasy when their life offered none. Those shadows are doomed to consume him, and Marluxia was left to wonder when and how they would take the empty shell of his heart (but he did not doubt the other’s abilities in maintaining a corporeal form. in becoming what everything shunned. that in between. but would he?).
“Then what reason do you live?” Marluxia maintains his smile. Staring at the other man rather calmly as if he was asking an innocent question. “Those without will are emptier than the void. They’ve less a right to live than those who struggle between existences.” He pressed a hand against his chest, motioning to the nothingness that occupied himself. “If you truly feel that way, then why haven’t you died sooner?”
to find is to lose. and to lose is to find. that is the way of things. on this bitch of an earth
why dont u find something better to say than weird riddles before u lose whats left of ur personality
ok like for a starter. or IM me for plotting. im not capping it or anything. just do it.
Let a boy hug Marluxia!! Let him!
THE HUG IS most unexpected. Lauriam stands there for a little. Arms out to his sides as if standing there wet staring down at Ienzo in confusion. It wasn’t that it was awkward, or that he didn’t want the hug, but it was mostly because Lauriam often forgot that Ienzo was still a child. Even if they were different from before. Even if they were different people from before. He still remembers seeing Zexion from the corner of his eyes and seeing that childish curiosity. Only children.
It was slow, but he returns the hug. Smiling gently whilst closing his eyes. It was funny, almost strange, that he was beginning to see the other as family.
XIGBAR
Xigbar rolled his eye at the attitude, “Wow, wonder what it would take to impress you.” He imitated sarcasm.
He was preparing another snide remark when their path was blocked by a much larger figure. “Oh, now that’s what I’m talking about!” Fake glee spread across Xigbar’s features at the appearance of the giant Heartless.
He readied his Sharpshooter, warping back a further distance for a better shot. With the Heartless in range he fired, knocking the creature back a couple of paces.
“Now don’t make me do all the work Sprout!” He called down to Marluxia.
What was it to even be impressed?
THERE HE CAME to a halt as he eyed the hulking mass of shadow before him. A darkness overwhelming, one he could feel festering even within the nothingness. Hands lovingly caressed the green handle of his humongous scythe as dulled eyes stared into a loveless black embrace.
A few blinks and he rose from those hazy thoughts as Xigbar brought him to his senses. Blue stared over at the sharpshooter to give a mere shrug before jumping back into the heat of battle. “This will be quick.” He took a leap forward, bringing the mass of pink above his head. There was grace in the way he so lovingly brought down his weapon. Petals flying upward as he lobbed off a chunk of the heartless. Pathetic.
"HERE you will meet people you have known in the past, and you will meet people you miss."
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one thing i like about marluxia is that he does not start out as antagonistic. hell, in re:com he teaches sora how to battle. he lets sora hurt him. trains him. he is your mentor in that installment. and shit even some of the things he tells you during the tutorial. “cards are the hearts of your friends.” “you mustn’t forget your own strength” “the strength of your heart brought back the lost cards” and my favorite exchange: Sora: You want me to go alone? Fine. I can take care of myself. Marluxia: Hmph. The hero speaks boldly.
