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Ophelia by Paul Albert Steck

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From your most beautiful hands, / Flow all the shadows and all the stars,

Delmira Agustini, from The Empty Chalices: Poems; “Our Day,” c. 1913 (via violentwavesofemotion)

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Writing is what has brought us all together here in the RPC and, to a larger extent, the writing community both here and elsewhere. It’s what we build our characters upon, connect their stories to one another, construct elaborate or simple or winding or twisty plots with, envision worlds and cities and neighborhoods and people and universes with, see from a god’s point of view what they do and hear them speak and utter about their lives, and so much more.

To all who write here, all who have kept going despite language barriers, or grammar, or punctuation, or spelling, who are aspiring to write for a career or simply do so for fun; who enjoy it and have a passion for it; who want to create and dabble and turn over their characters lives on paper and to share them:

Thank you.

Thank you for being here, and sharing.

Thank you for being here, and writing.

You’re invaluable and irreplaceable, and nothing would be the same without you.

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The Australian Ballet | La Sylphide Rehearsals (x)

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There are some things you cannot control, and I am at least three of them.

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what is the point in having this sad story?

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MONDO GROSSO - ラビリンス (Album Mix) (Vocal: 満島ひかり/Mitsushima Hikari)

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ducks 😊

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呼んでいる声　さあ目を覚まして

2014 illustration.

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She’d been babbling for a while; had even admitted nervously in a falsetto giggle akin to bird-song how Ahiru ‘was babbling wasn’t she?!’ . It wasn’t exactly uncommon of her to do so, perhaps a trait from being a simplistic animal before becoming so much more . Not that anyone could really convince her of such, much less knew at least not yet in the turn of the story’s pages . 

Her gentle cyan eyes are apologetic, yet carry a sense of courage in them - as if despite her lack of poise and more expected graces, that she could withstand and not bend . The girl is enigmatic, hair like pale violet pinks and eyes like sand roses . Super pretty, she thinks, like an unknown  princess with an air of distant mystery ! There were all kinds in Kinkan Town; it seemed ! Where else could she have come from ?

She’s about to answer that, cheeks already flushed flaming rose, when the emergence of snakes appear - and her not forgone flight of flight has her immediately blurting out a panicked and barely stifled:

“QUA----?!?!?” 

Snakes were a predator of ducks. Could it really be helped even in this body, this new form and part of her growing self, that the heroine was fearful ? 

❝ S-Sorry,  it just, um, startled me an’ yeah I guess I just - y-you know um, well - can I just hold your hand? It’s really cool and kinda scary that you’re able to take out snakes that can be pretty dangerous but um! I’d rather shake your hand to make friends!  Is that okay?❞  While her smile was true, as if of gold, the poor bird-turned-girl felt her heart race just looking at the snakes.

‘ Please let it be okay please let it be okay ! ‘ 

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              She spoke with such enthusiasm. People don’t exactly say anything to Sucy unless they want simple things: directions or to see if she has an extra pencil. Those conversations were as short as the lettering used to form their words. Sucy is a phantom lost in a chattering crowd of blurring faces. No one sees her unless they look hard or have a sixth sense strong enough to detect her presence. She doesn’t mind it, not really, but it’s foreign to find someone showing genuine INTEREST in her when most like to regard her as: A CREEPY LITTLE GIRL. Her tone isn’t unkind either.

                   Wordlessly, Sucy extends her hand. There’s not an OUNCE of regret as she waits to see if the bubbly redhead will take the bait. Her spell has been cast, a GLAMOUR of snakes made out of rope. Thankfully, they’re harmless.

              ❝You talk a lot,❞ blunt acknowledgment, ❝no one really talks to me.❞

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“I wish it could always be like this.”

“You’re always there for me.”

“The stars are the only thing that makes sense.”

“There’s more out there, you just have to be patient.”

“It doesn’t all have to be existential dread.” 

“You’re so much different when we’re alone.”

“I like it when the worlds quiet.” 

“There’s a place for us somewhere.”

“They’ll name constellations after you one day.”

“Your hearts beating so fast.”

“They don’t know what they want.”

“You don’t know what you want.”

“That’s what they’re supposed to say.”

“We really don’t know what we’re doing.”

“I miss the old you.”

“Nostalgias a trap.”

“Aliens are out there.”

“Did you hear that?”

“I really want pizza right now, think it’s open?” 

“What time is it?”

“But why would they abduct cows?”

“We’ll all be dead soon enough anyways.” 

“I wish we didn’t have to sleep.”

“What do you believe in?”

“What happens after we die?”

“Seems like a silly thing to say, don’t you think?” 

“And what’s your excuse?”

“You’ll get it together soon.”

“Sometimes I feel like I’ll never have it together.”

“It’d be better if people weren’t so afraid of their feelings.”

“You keep quiet and we both lose.”

“I wish I could save this forever.”

“When did you realize you were in love with me?”

“The rooms spinning.”

“I loved you long before you knew.”

“I’m not afraid of death, I think it’ll be peaceful.”

“The Universe is too big for that.”

“Do you think we’ve met in other lives?” 

“I’d come back to haunt you.” 

“Would you come back to haunt me?”

“What’s alternate universe you doing right now?”

“Tell me a secret.”

“Why haven’t you told anyone?” 

“I wish we knew each other sooner.”

“You’re a game changer.” 

“I’m a game changer.”

“Don’t ignore fate.” 

“Ignorance isn’t bliss.”

“What, is that a conspiracy theory?”

“It’s probably the Illuminati anyways.” 

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❝ If contracts with Witches are heinous then why is this one beautiful? The sun-soaked eyes; the queenly gaze of a woman broken yet unyielding? The sound of churchbells in her mouth before they are turned to ash at the stake, the girl who says nothing and everything, the girl who strangles her heart but cannot quell its beat? She who has died many times and prayed prayers that no one ever heard?

If contracts with wishes are promises, then why does she stay with you, even after everyone has left and there are so many reasons to fade away like a drop of snow? Why does she alone remain ? This being who walks like an Empress, this girl who holds the ancient suffering and beauty of all life in her glance.

Maybe Witches are just girls that time has bound; who have died many deaths and known the breath of man and suffering like no other; and maybe all a Witch’s heart ever was, was a Human heart - that time and herself, has forgotten. ❞

/ independent c.c. of code geass . 

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Hitomi - Planetes O.S.T.2 (2004)

PLANETES

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Humanity is not a weakness, and kindness is not a flaw.

thoughts #112 | r.m (via rmeisel)

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insp

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because it’s fakiru week 2018, i will be reblogging a few gifs . i will tag them as #fakiruweek  so please tumblr savior if it’s spam .