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[xenomorphistic]

(You're not the only one in that boat there. Xenomorphs are just absolutely beautiful beings, strong, fast, agile, intelligent and dangerous all wrapped in smooth chitin and sharp weaponry that is claws, tail and teeth. Is it weird that I find the dome of a xenomorph kissable? owo; )

Fuckboy ; if you rub it instead of kissing it, a genie will come out and grant you three wishes.

[fleurterne]

They become part of who you are

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—- What a strange             way of pronouncing the dark truth, and             outcome of a doomed life. Become part             of who you are?  The goddess was qui-             et for a moment, staring at the Earthling             as she hovered inches above the muddy             ground. There were no birds singing in             the background, as if the presence only             of the guardian of misery was enough to             scare them away. Vibes she emitted wo-             rse than anyone's, the color of her skin              serving as a transparent cloak to make             sure it would be visible to anyone --- not             literally, of course.

             She then slowly tilted her head sideways.

                       " That's what you think. The start of                          being consumed. First you think that                          you own them, then you think they can't                          be owned for they are a part of you, but                          in reality --- they own you. You just                           don't know yet.

                          But soon you'll find out. It will hurt more                          than ever. "

[fleurterne]

"Why didn't you tell me about this?"

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—- Silence was all             the little girl got as a response. That,             and a tilt of the head to the right. She             was either thinking, or didn't feel the             need to part her dark lips and use her             vocal folds. As if they were too tired to             do so anyway -- which could've been             the exact reason as to why  she ne-             ver told her anything.

             And still, after a minute or two, Luctu             actually spoke. Voice monotone, tired,             almost d e a d.

                          " You never asked. "

[fleurterne]

☠

☠ :Are there any recent/daily thoughts they have about death or dying?

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—- " D E A T H is like               an eternal sleep. Only difference, is that no               one will manage to  wake you up. No alarm               clock, no parents that drag the covers away               from your warm body, no sun forcing your e-               yes to open up. Just a cold, endless sleep.

                              Honestly, I wouldn't mind taking a nap                              that long, if it were even possible. "

[fleurterne]

“Fuck. This is the loneliest place I’ve ever been, and I lived in a tree for eight months.”

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—- Green digits traced             over the surface as she levitated upside-             down, before she got back to her feet             again. What a whiny stinking monkey.             Reminded her a lot of people she saw             daily. The noise was either too much, or             there was too little of it. Never good en-             ough. As if the universe owed them per-             fection.

                       " Besides the fact that no one                          cares, does it matter? It's nice.                          If you disagree, leave. It's not a                          prison. If you want some com-                          pany, consider going to one. "

[fleurterne]

"I’m nobody." tapdances

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—- A thing she             had heard a million times. Not just             from the mouths of people she knew,             also plenty of strangers. As if it was             this common mindset all creatures             had when they pitied themselves. Luc-             tu stared at the guy, her cold eyes hidden             behind the curtains of her hair. It was             dead silent, until she shook her head.

                       " You're not a nobody. You're                           always something or someone.                          But uh... in your case? I'd rather                          be a nobody, than a pathetic                           case of failure.

                          Stop trying to act as if you've been                          made this way. You did this to your-                          self. You could've been something                          greater, but instead you're the worst.                          Not even  a nobody. "

[fleurterne]

"Hello?" The young witch called, Ven making a yawning motioning "I am tried Lady, can we please go?" The witch shakes her head "No Ven, Someone is here and the goddess wants to know who"

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—- A certain someone             nearby, levitating above the ground             as arms were folded, hidden eyes             staring at the two  creatures. The             exhausted yawn didn’t go unnoticed.             Luctu let her feet touch the ground.

                       ” Names are irrelevant. Even I                          know that. Kinda weird you want                          an answer to the question who,                           and not why  or what. “

[fleurterne]

WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

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—- " I’m guessing you             sent in the wrong question? Since I’m             not the right person to ask this to. Not             because I’m everything but human, but             also because I don’t have that great of a             memory. 

                          And none of them were that                                    G R E A T anyway. “