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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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It is as my body is decaying and my hands no longer feeling that I was hit the with regret of not holding you gently.
Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, from a fic I'll never write.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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You say, "I'd die for you." I think, "I do not want your blood on my hands, I do not want you to leave your space beside, I do not want to lose you." I say, "I want you to live for yourself. Please."
Nakajima Atsushi, from a fic I'll never write.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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what if we run away?
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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but strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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You're in my daydreams, and my nightmares, and everything bittersweet in between.
Nakajima Atsushi, from a fic I'll never write.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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It is not that I am incapable of kindness, my definition is simply different from yours. And I will not apologize for exposing you to such evils, for it is my kindness that prevents you from worse.
Mori Ougai, from a fic I'll never write.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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"What's that on your neck?"
"My tears, darling. All the times I've indulged myself in deep sorrow, and deep joy, tucked safely in a little vial."
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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It takes just as much belief in loving a god as there is to hating one. Either way, god wins. Either way, humans fall to their knees.
Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a fic I'll never write.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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Shin Soukoku AU
Atsushi meets vampire Akutagawa on the night he was thrown out. He tells the vampire he was being chased by a man-eating tiger.
That sparks Akutagawa's interest.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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"Play with knives and you're bound to get cut, darling."
"And if I gave one to you?"
"Have I not slit your throat once already?"
"Twice actually, but who's counting?"
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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Shin Soukoku AU
Detective Nakajima almost gets run over during a supposedly-innocent shift. After the whole fiasco with falling off a bridge and whatnot, he thought he'd never have to see a certain stranger's smug face ever again.
He's proven wrong the next day when their chief welcomes Akutagawa into their office, and assigns him as Akutagawa's partner.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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Climb up to the edge with me, baby, I won't be mad if you push me off. In fact, I'll love you a little more on the way down.
Dazai Osamu, from a fic I'll never write.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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Sometimes love is that sorrowful screaming inside your heart, waiting for the day someone with keen ears can finally hear it.
Edgar Allan Poe, from a fic I'll never write.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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What of the chair you used to occupy? And the clenching of my heart when I sit down the empty table?
Nakahara Chuuya, from a fic I'll never write.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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The demons on my shoulder sit soundly, knowing I am the best company to have in this hell.
Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a fic I'll never write.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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Like is appreciative, and kind, amicable with an edge of fondness. Love breeds obsession, malice, the opposite end of hatred but of one pole all the same.
Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a fic I'll never write.
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bsdpromptdump · 2 years
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Betrayal is a cold act, and it never stops freezing your fingers, or shaking your shoulders. It remains even when every memory evaporates, like a desperate ghost stuck in the deepest gaps of your soul.
Arthur Rimbaud, from a fic I'll never write.
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