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darker vibes

❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

❛ you are my salvation. ❜

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

❛ get the hell away from me. ❜

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜

❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ❜

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜

❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜

❛ fucking hit me already. ❜

❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜

❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜

❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜

❛ fix me. ❜

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜

❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜

❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜

❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜

❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜

❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜

❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜

❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜

❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜

❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜

❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜

❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜

❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜

❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜

❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜

❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜

❛ your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ❜

the way you write geto really stuck with me i remember reading your threads with him AGES ago and going oh my lord i need that engraved on my tombstone that is SO POETICALLY MOVING

stoppppp, this coming from you means a lot to me 😭😭😭 legit gonna follow all your blogs across verses so I can get that itchy feeling when reading your writing I was especially a fan of your dabihawks stuff but U probably already knew that 😏 also one of these days I'll figure out a proper verse for hua cheng and Luka and I'll have them bother your muses somehow TRUST @altarfates

a collection of 60+ starters adapted from season 1 of code geass: lelouch of the rebellion  /  change pronouns as necessary.

❛  crying for them won’t bring the dead back to life.  ❜ ❛  i need the determination to succeed.  ❜ ❛  if im going to die, i want to do it for the sake of everyone.  ❜ ❛  you can’t change the world without getting your hands dirty.  ❜ ❛  i cannot afford to let you die.  ❜ ❛  the end result is worthless if the means to them are wrong!  ❜ ❛  your pride always gets in the way at the most inopportune moments.  ❜ ❛  there is no escape from the inevitable.  ❜ ❛  i don’t deserve your kind words.  ❜ ❛  this is already a checkmate.  ❜ ❛  did you think this was all some sort of game?  ❜ ❛  i did love you once, you know.  ❜ ❛  no matter what, i’ll always be here by your side.  ❜ ❛  in the end, you’re just a little boy with a big head and a big mouth.  ❜ ❛  will you let me be a little selfish now?  ❜ ❛  i heard what you did, you shouldn’t be so reckless.  ❜ ❛  those who cannot control their power will be consumed by it.  ❜ ❛  since that day, i’ve lived a lie.  ❜ ❛  in the end, it’s all just self-satisfaction.  ❜ ❛  if it is my destiny — i will walk the path of blood.  ❜ ❛  what a foolish choice.  ❜ ❛  i never considered us to be friends.  ❜ ❛  i’ve dirtied my hands a long time ago.  ❜ ❛  nothing stays the same forever.  ❜ ❛  all we can do now is trust him.  ❜ ❛  i wish the world was a gentler place.  ❜ ❛  there are some things that i just can’t forget.  ❜ ❛  the only people who should kill are those prepared to die themselves.  ❜ ❛  everything i once was — i have forgotten it.  ❜ ❛  people aren’t just your pawns!  ❜ ❛  unrequited love is the mark of a kind person.  ❜ ❛  i wish he’d stop showing off this meaningless pride of his.  ❜ ❛  a person who knows anger also knows what sadness is like.  ❜ ❛  it’s hard to understand such a selfish girl.  ❜ ❛  i don’t want anyone to lose any more loved ones.  ❜ ❛  all men are not created equal.  ❜ ❛  i only realised how important she was to me after i’ve lost her.  ❜ ❛  i wonder if the person i used to be was as happy as i am now.  ❜ ❛  win or lose, you won’t gain anything unless you give everything for it.  ❜ ❛  i’m not nearly as wonderful of a person as you think i am.  ❜ ❛  you killed them all for the sake of that madness?  ❜ ❛  it’s nothing but an empty dream.  ❜ ❛  how could i lose so easily?  ❜ ❛  people don’t care about reason, but they can’t resist a good miracle.  ❜ ❛  you’ll have to do it in my place.  ❜ ❛  i’ll stay with you until the end.  ❜ ❛  i’ve already made a contract with the devil.  ❜ ❛  hatred has taken control of me now.  ❜ ❛  i have no intention of turning back.  ❜ ❛  do you think ideals alone can change the world?  ❜ ❛  destruction is necessary before creation.  ❜ ❛  the only path that’s left for me is forward.  ❜ ❛  i have no time to argue who’s the bigger hypocrite here.  ❜ ❛  should you really be so laid-back about all this?  ❜ ❛  there must be a reason he’s acting this way.  ❜ ❛  you’re not alone!  ❜ ❛  i don’t know if i was ever human to begin with.  ❜ ❛  the truth is, i’m a little nervous.  ❜ ❛  i cannot let your dreams be realised.  ❜ ❛  nothing that happens now is any of your business.  ❜

kogami is the type who doesn't think much of valentine's chocolates, just accepts them as long as they're friendly but if it comes with a confession he might turn them down or just say a polite thanks.

gojo however is the type to parade around receiving chocolates because he loves sweets even though he's not going to accept any proposal he just wants to eat so that makes him sort of an asshole but no one cares because he's being cute about it.

geto is the type to politely accept chocolates and kindly reject confessions, but he does it so nicely that there's a line of people waiting their turn to be rejected.

as for liu xiao he will disappear that day, he doesn't exist.

summer uncoils memories, a sleeping python and its gaping mouth hovering in the back of his mind.

it was hot back then, too, heat oozing off the concrete. white shirts sticking to their bodies, the deafening, mournful cry of the cicadas, hair that’s too damp and unruly to keep together. as his steps take him further into the mountain, these recollections cease to gnaw at him, the endless stream finally settling into something that he’s not quite sure can be called peaceful stillness or momentary subjugation: the knot in his stomach tells him it’s the latter.

suguru barely flinches when satoru’s shape comes to view, shadowed by the leaves moving like fish in the water. it only adds to the hermetic sensation that’s been following him since the first moment he sensed the familiar cursed energy roaming about. instinct is cyclical, a silent baring of teeth, ebbing away the closer his feet took him to where satoru stood unbothered.

bear it with dignity, right up until the reminiscence begins to touch the raw-edged remnants of feelings long expired. his voice is serene, divested of the practiced theatrics of a false deity, and perhaps the most sincere he’s ever been in the past months.

“ satoru! ” voice feather-like, it surprises him that every syllable tastes the same rolled around his tongue, easy as though time was nonexistent. each invisible stitch seeks to replicate the ease and form by which satoru knew him — his original imperfection, as suguru remembered it. it comes to naught. their features are sharper, their bodies taller, broader, and the scent of their cursed energy honed in a way that told suguru about the curses that lay crushed beneath satoru’s feet.

a sigh of relief, then, disguised by his relaxed posture. i suppose i don’t have to worry, we’re still on opposing sides. “ i’ll make a risky assumption and say that i’m not the target this time. what about the curse? have you squashed it yet?”

@infinitie

Psycho pass 10th

Shinya Kogami & Shogo Makishima clock

Noitamina shop

@cursedfell

murdering someone together as foreplay 

kissing your client enemy while holding them at knife point / a kiss to end sexual tension. @ lx ( -and then xf goes missing…. jk )

wired-shut jaw, the distant throb of his arm. the blade’s kiss around his throat is cold and unyielding, much like the blue fire behind xia fei’s pupils. he feels more than he notices the anger: it leaks through the pores, dark and thick like tar, painting everything the color of the night. liu xiao can only affirm the imprisonment by offering a smile, willful, calm as the breeze: “it isn’t me who you’re looking for. i know you’ve heard about powers, but mine aren’t something so significant that you ought to consider me a prime suspect in vein’s death.”

as if on cue, the very mention of vein’s name garners him a hiss through sharp teeth, knife pressed deeper and more cruelly into tender skin. any more than this and the fibers will give in under the sharpness of it.

liu xiao often thought about fear.

when he was young, and naive, and his brother was still alive, liu min asked him why he wasn’t scared of the dark as he was. they shared the same blood, the same upbringing, so why was it?

is it because you’re younger?

that’s foolish, shouldn’t the older brother be more brave? he’d asked.

it’s instinct, he supposes. he’d come to the conclusion that some people are meant to fear, to feel it as something strictly human. others lay awake in the dark and trembled - not like the first people did but for something else entirely. it’s a simple fact, knowing you have something to lose, something that awaits dormant in a corner that makes it all so terrifying.

loss, pain, regret.

liu xiao doesn’t know what he’s afraid of, but it might have been something less substantial. something that can’t be controlled.

he also knows that he should’ve drawn his own knife.

their figures blend with their surroundings, the alley growing darker and narrower as the sun is engulfed in an array of blue and purple shades, both of them perched in the shadows just out of sight of the main streets and unwitting eyes. if xia fei’s come this far, he could have easily slipped past vein’s monitoring, their defenses and out of the cover of anonymity, given his missing status. but instead he’d come here, looking for answers, body drawn flush and steady against liu xiao’s own that it was almost comical that he hadn’t noticed it before. xia fei is as dangerous a piece on the board as the rest, especially when gaining partial awareness.

“why is that you’ve come, besides asking — well, demanding, information. ” his gaze darts from the knife to xia fei’s expression, wary, so close that he could feel the damp touch of hot breath as it crept along his mouth. his answer comes and he’s not surprised by it: soft lips and a hungry bite, tasting like copper and pounding adrenalin. red blossoms from his wounded lip, making his heart catch in his throat.

what was he afraid of?

not death. not the dark.

the leap that his stomach brings him closer to fear than he’s ever been. so there are other ways - some other way that humans could be hurt that they feared more than dying. dark eyes stare back at xia fei, stained with the usual hues of apathy and quiet amusement - black, unmarred, like gunpowder. the sting of steel against flesh. it’s his own special agony. “why was that? to kill me? you should be more ruthless, i might grow fond of this new you.”

@limel1ghts

You’re lonely too. / from nanami to gojo!

deathless ♚ sentence meme // @heartsbind

is it self-projection or have the sleepless nights become obvious?

satoru would love to make the bet, but even if his peers believe so little of himself and his emotional intelligence, sense wills him to keep the idea to himself. nanami looks tired - worn out, more like. though the other man has lapsed into silence, satoru started to realize that perhaps what he searched for, when coming here and speaking the observation aloud to satoru instead of continuing the avoidant game, wasn’t exactly a particular response but the company.

 ‘ nice observation, nanamin. ’ something tells him that he should laugh it off, brush away the tension. he doesn’t. instead he rolls his weight on two heels, hands in pockets. past and present entwine: the corridors, their old seats, a vacant room, white tiles in the cold baths. he’d underestimated the weight of solitude, the sinking feeling in his stomach and that the bigger the absence, the higher the leap. the world moved forward, earth continued its cicle, but the two of them had left some part of themselves behind, never to be retrieved. lost forever.

he tries not to think about it.

he tries not to be swept by the current.

kill me if you want.

 ‘ well, i can’t speak for the both of us, but it’s hard to imagine a sorcerer that doesn’t feel one bit lonely. objectively speaking, we’re a minority amongst the population. ’ a small laugh follows. satoru shifted from his position, his head against the wall, contemplative.  ‘ i know a thing or two about the consequences of isolation, so make sure to chat with me, OK? ( peace sign ) we can exchange line stickers. ’

 ‘ no one should feel alone. ’