FRIGHTENING.

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英語に自信が無い･･･。 sugarさんが幼くなる･･･！

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angebalafre:

M I A O U: 

         To pallid digits, remain the small, dampened granules of sugar, the remnants of          Elsen who die to promote the GLUTTONY  of Enoch– SACRIFICE MUST BE MADE.            Still, he does not draw away, instead clings tight to small hand, head dipping down.          There is so much on the forefront of his mind, he thinks perhaps if she were hidden,          moved to a Zone H E  had no reason to return to—                                                                                                  — It wouldn’t work. 

   He should eat.    

              Did she know–? That he, too, was ill? Not as she, no, but the               way a saddened, grieving cattle would be. Isolation, starvation– he               knows the word for this (as do YOU,  player) but he dare not               think himself so…. so damaged. So broken.  So broken over HER,               and the fate that awaits this relationship. It was doomed from their                                                      creation.

      ” I am fine without, dear friend.         It’s nothing of grave importance.” 

 He speaks, words are absent of any  inflection, any meaning. He finally  brings himself to look at her, for  black-tipped thumb to swipe away  SUGAR  at the corner of onyx-kissed                           lips. 

   “ Perhaps later.” 

                    “Promise me.”

       Eat, beloved.  Do not let your body fail, do not make yourself hurt.  Not for me, not for me, not for me.  The only thing that frightens her more than death is his suffering; is frowns and fear behind such a familiar mask.  She wants him to eat, and be well, and she wants him to forget about her if he must.  { not all.  a small, selfish part of whatever child is leftover after being REMADE and FORGOTTEN wants him to mourn and suffer for her, because then she will know she is loved.  but she is not all selfish.  not to him. }

                                Ah, ah, ah --- there it is!  THERE IT IS!  A familiar buzz, lifting higher and higher.  Fear and pain are dull sensations, far away; near is only his voice, his touch, this moment.  DEATH IS FOR THE FUTURE AND SHE IS ALIVE RIGHT NOW!!

                 “Mi amigo.  Mon amour.”  Hapless smile splits bizarrely pale cheeks, ragdoll body turning looser as she dances back from him, graceful stumbling steps, and then takes a low bow, one hand bent across her stomach while the other gestures outwards.  “Mon amour, mon amour, mon amour!  Let’s play a game!”  

                                              Please stop being sad.  

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mutuals like this for a starter, yeah!!

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We were stars once, too, and will do as stars are born to do; burn.

Oh, my darling, of course we’ll end, all great things do | p.d (via lostcap)

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For my friend bcuz I put Sugar in the background of my last one XD

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[rawvomit]

I must give the impression

That I have the answers for everything

You were so disappointed

To see me unravel so easily

xxx

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drakedomitor:

            ❝I don’t exactly have a sweet tooth so to speak. Yak milk sticks the twins made were enough confirmation for me.❞

          Ah, well, she shan’t force him; the sugar is passed through her own lips, then.  It shan’t affect her nearly as much as it would affect others --- she will get HIGH, yes, but only a little.  Closer to a buzz.                  “Are you a HUMAN, my dear friend?” she asks, licking sweets from her fingers.  That would be WONDERFUL.  It is too easy to be alone when there are so few TRUE HUMANS left.  { surely she wouldn’t count as such any longer. }

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xstrikeout:

This woman…he knows her… He killed her…Why? The WHISPERS… The whispers told him to. To PURIFY. But now…Another sharp sting settled in his chest along with what he thinks is REGRET. Something Zacharie taught him not too long ago.

“Hello…”

                 “Are you --- y - you --- trying to fix i - it?”       Speech is too hard; lilting tone disjointed like some sort of TERRIBLE GLITCH.  She was never meant to be BROUGHT BACK; yet here she is, body wrong and mind in shambles.                                                              “The whole --- world?”

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merchxntisms:

tenderxsugar replied 

sugar voice GOOD SHIT THATS SOME GOOD SHIT IF I DO SAY SO MYSELF I SAY SO MMMMM GOOD SHIT

S…SUGAR. 

      look at that booty

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drakedomitor

        “Oh, oh --- it’s just sugar, my friend.  It’s SWEET!”                     And also likely to give you a truly incredible high, but.  

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merchxntisms:

M I A O U:  

         Is he cruel to refuse, wordless, single pallid hand coming          to raise as head turns. Perhaps his own crippling weakness,          he never could find himself able to STOMACH it, knowing            from whence it came (CANNIBALISM did not sit well          with him) and on who’s behalf it was produced. MADNESS          of the subsistence was noted,  how it calmed an erratic mind                                                    so easily.

    WHAT will happen, he cannot help but ponder, mind     straying to darknesses that he dares never to speak.     Will the knife of sorrow twist in his gut, will he finally      tremble and falter? Will mask no longer be enough      to keep him safe? Would nails rip at skin that so      perfectly mirrors hers, HE HAS TO KNOW—                                                                                   —but he will not. Not until the day.  

    They are simple porcelain dolls. One with so many cracks–     she will crumble soon. He knows. He’s told himself.

                      ” No thank you. I’ve found my appetite lacking in the past weeks.” 

                She does not take offense; if he is cruel she does not notice.  She UNDERSTANDS --- if she were stronger { strong like he is } she would be unable to eat it as well.  The poor little men...  But need for a distraction, a HIGH outweighs morality, outweighs sharp disgust, and she pours the rest of the substance into her mouth and licks what is left from pale fingers.        It takes a moment --- in the time, she takes several steps nearer, taking his hands once more.  She does not dance this time; merely holds tight while she waits for the proper HIGH to hit.  Already there is faint elation, a calming of fear --- who cares about death?  Who fears it?  she does.  Nothing is truly that frightening at all.                                 “I’m --- never hungry,” she replies with ease; untrue.  But she never allows herself to ACKNOWLEDGE hunger, which is nearly the same thing.  “You should eat.  Not this.  Something.”

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suohiisms:

listen i understand if you don’t know many asian actors or musicians off the top of your head that you think fit for your anime character but the fact of the matter is that if they’re a canonically asian character you should use an asian fc and looking for someone suitable for more than 5 minutes will probably lead you to an appropriate person to use

if you need to start somewhere just ask a friend who knows more about asian fcs than you or look for fc help blogs or just google what you’re looking for and if you do some research you might be surprised with what you find???

like i might be the only person or whatever but i don’t think there’s any excuse for picking a white person as the non-animated fc for a canonically asian anime character especially when that excuse is just that you don’t know of enough famous asian people to use or “asian fcs are harder to find than white fcs”

like asian fcs are always going to be harder to find if you continue to just opt for the “easier” option of picking a white fc in 5 minutes instead of actually spending time looking for an asian fc so more people can find them in turn

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I grew, day by day, more moody, more irritable, more regardless of the feelings of others.

Edgar Allan Poe  (via cinneamhain)

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