#characterless

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“I like it here. It’s quiet, cool, and still.”

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The worst form of transformation is man turning so bestial that he becomes literally characterless. Such a one has no substance left, pure camouflage of devil enwrapped in human form...

Random Xpressions

[itsanerdlife]

Unexpected Guest

sun shines through the windows, warming my skin. Hands placed in his, a smile upon his lips as he watches me. Six miles of tulle and lace covered my body. The pastor, going on in front of us.

That’s a terrible way to put that.

Not going on.

Preaching?

No, sounds worse.

Hitching us?

God that sounds horrible.

But not really wrong either.

The preacher marrying us, carries on. Unnoticed I’ve checked out, but he’s fully invested. Beaming at me, pure adoration in his eyes. Something close to the same way a puppy looks at their owner, is the only way I can put it.

Sharp dressed in his tux. Hopelessly devoted, complete with the Sandy vibes. Staring back at him, he gives my hand a small squeeze, I flash him a smile. Wondering if I’ll ever look at him the way he looks at me.

But I know that answer and it’s a hard no.

Not that he isn’t a sweet man, but just not what I had my heart set on. Though he’s the better choice for my heart if we’re being honest. But getting over the let down isn’t as easy as I thought it would be. Just some girls don’t want to settle for sweet, me being one, yet here I am.

There’s a prickling feeling at the base of my neck. His eyes slowly cut away from me. They grow wide suddenly, there’s a shifting in the pews. Following with gasps, and whispers as they ripple through the church.

The pastor stops speaking as I turn to look at the disruption. Heat washes over me, sending my belly spinning. Sweat prickles across my skin instantly.

He stands there, dressed in a dark suit, one hand tucked casually into his pants pocket. The other tattooed and scared, brushes his thumb across his lips. Curved up in a cocky smirk, eyes searing into me. Blue eyes glances from side to side, before coming right back to me.

My hands shake in the ones holding them. Swallowing hard.

“Sorry I think I’m early for my cue.” He chuckles, tucking the other hand into his pocket. A dark grin forming on his lips as he tips his chin up slightly, a daring look.

The breathe in my chest rattles, loudly as I whisper.

“Fuck.”

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[tinfinn101]

Love, What a Fragile Thing.

I actually ended up writing something, woo!! just a bit of yearning yk The brushing of hands while walking at midnight in the park, you're nervous, the touch causes a sensation you cant explain, but they grab your hand, somehow having enough confidence for the both of you, and it makes your heart flutter in an odd way. 

Maybe it's love, the fragile, delicate thing you've read about in books, but this feels so much more explosive than that. This feels like a burst, as if your heart were seconds away from blowing up. But it was a good feeling, you thought, maybe you could get used to this. 

Yeah, you could definitely get used to this, was what you thought as they looked into your eyes. Gods, their eyes almost reflected the galaxies of stars that danced and glowed above you, they were beyond beautiful. And maybe the length of time the two of you had been staring into each other's eyes would be considered uncomfortable to others, but to you, it meant everything. 

You would risk your life just to be able to gaze into their solar system eyes once more. Maybe that was a little intense, but you could care less. 

You hadn't noticed the gap between you two had gotten smaller until you noticed their eyes had changed focus to your lips, it made your heart flutter, as if a new swarm of butterflies grew in your stomach. 

They leaned in, but stopped, mere millimeters away from their lips touching yours, you could feel their hot breath on your mouth, and you wanted to so very badly close that gap. 

They spoke, "Is, uh, is this okay?" and you fell in love all over again. 

You nodded, small, but they caught it, and they kissed you. And all of a sudden, time stopped, their soft lips on yours. It was brief, and kind of awkward, both of you unsure about the ways you moved against each other, but it meant the world to you. 

They pulled away, not far, and laughed. It was a light, breathy laugh, genuine. You wanted to hear it more, you decided, before capturing their lips once more, this time more confident. 

They tilted their head, you were hesitant to do more than they were comfortable with -- but as they opened their mouth into the kiss and tangled their hand in your hair -- it seemed like they were giving you everything, and you'd do the same, again and again and again.

[shadowcrystalserpent]

Most of the people from the outside vs from the inside. Characterless.

[bwooomscratches]

Quick comic based off of this post. It’s really the basil that does it.

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IT DOESN’T MEAN WHAT YOU THINK IT MEANS!

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It isn’t funny anymore!