so im supposed to be cleaning the bathroom right now. i went to the basement to get a bucket and stuff and instead of actually getting that i turned and went into the storage room on instinct to get some dried mangoes instead and i didnt even realize it until i put one in my mouth like “hey this isnt a wash cloth”
how the FUCK do you people put UP with me
—————— QUICK INHALE THROUGH NOSTRILS , annoyance unknown and hidden by neutral expression worn. Whether this joke was made to irritate or amuse him, Murasame was left attempting to refrain from speaking up. Instead, he’d crack a forced smile, granting a reprieve as a chuckle followed in tow. ❝ That’s a good one. ❞ – it wasn’t. It was a terrible joke, but he still forced himself to pretend.
*yells* IM B A C C
frank. frank b. frank blon. frank blonde bi. frank blonde bimbo era.
*takes pen with a smile, tears forming*
Of course, this is the greatest honor I could be given
“Do not for.get to drink at least eight glasses
of wa.ter a day. It is import.ant for your health.” ✚
Locked away in a room far from the others, shielded away from the light was the Prince of Darkness himself. Shrouded in thoughts of a burning desire that was turning him towards the very thing he had accepted in himself long ago. How long he had FOUGHT the thick, poison that swallowed his heart whole. While he was often able to keep it at bay, other times it managed to bubble up toward the surface and SWALLOW HIM WHOLE.
God have mercy on him …
It happened FAST – it always happened fast. The voices started one by one. Some kinder than others. Each one destroying the silverette where he stood one by one until he had no choice but to brought down to his knees. As he felt the world getting darker and darker around him, Riku just stared into the dark void of the room. The darkness… What was happening to him?
God have mercy on me…
He ran his hands through his hair as he screamed, hoping his voice would send the Darkness away. Yet…
“LEAVE ME ALONE!”
Words met with a CRASH as his fist made contact with the reflection in the mirror. It wasn’t his own, it was the very monster who was far stronger of a devil than he would ever grow to be. Again and AGAIN the silver-haired teen hit the mirror, dropping shards of glass all around the floor. Soon after, Riku joined that glass on his knees while his bloodied hands tore through his silver locks. Soon, both were stained RED.
“…Y-You… Won’t win…”
He whispered to himself as he squeezed his eyes shut. From beneath darkened eyelashes tears fell onto the shards of glass, one by one. He dare not open his eyes out of fear that he would open them and see the monster he was becoming all over again in their reflection.
Flamson lives in my head rent free.
a knitting loaf
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Yes yes, symbolism and ideals and overarching identical “dreams have no end” and different means to an end and wow look they clashed from the start on everything but one thing and all that, but I will never accept that Luffy insulted food because this is l u f f y we’re talking about, he loves all food how dare you
:/: IC TAG DROP
࿐ ˚ . ✦ a e s t h e t i c ┊ ❛ her trouble is that she falls in love with every pretty thing. ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ w o r d s ┊ ❛ her aura is made of poetry, roses and galaxies. ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ p h i l o s o p h y ┊ ❛ give us bread but give us roses ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ m u s i c ┊ ❛ maybe we will wake up singing ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ a p p e a r a n c e ┊ ❛ luminous tendril of celestial wish ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ f a s h i o n ┊ ❛ there is a hidden agenda in the fragility of romance ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ a r c h i t e c t u r e ┊ ❛ all palaces are temporary palaces ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ r w b y ┊ ❛ let me tell you about the birds and the bees ; the moon and the stars. ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ b r o a d w a y ┊ ❛ the earth is like a child that knows poems by heart ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ n a t u r e ┊ ❛ branches shudder beneath the frequencies of their creator ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ h a r r y p ┊ ❛ one day she realised he was made of light. ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ a r t ┊ ❛ eating yellow paint ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ i s m s ┊ ❛ if we studied birds maybe we could learn to be free ❜
:/: OOC TAG DROP
࿐ ˚ . ✦ o o c ┊ ❛ in writing you must kill all your darlings. ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ m u n s p e a k ┊ ❛ underestimate me so i can embarrass you. ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ t h r e a d ┊ ❛ where must we go in search of our better selves? ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ h e a d c a n o n s ┊ ❛ i fear i will be ripped open and found unsightly ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ t e x t s ┊ ❛ diachronic linguistics and phonotactic paradigms ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ m e m e s ┊ ❛ adventuring enormous nowhere from ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ a n s w e r e d m e m e s ┊ ❛ everything you touch turns to gold gold gold ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ p r o m o ┊ ❛ the silence between the last crotchet held by the orchestra and the rupture of applause ❜
࿐ ˚ . ✦ d a s h g a m e s ┊ ❛ flamingoes and mustard both bite ❜
yanno, sometimes you just gotta bring back old interests to truly move forward.
D o n t y o u d a r e -
Uuuuuuhh fuck idk I’m too tired rn—