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『ｔｈｅ ｂｅａｕｔｙ ｏｆ ｈｕｍａｎｉｔｙ．』 

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The Library of Trinity College  ,Dublin

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omghoshii‌:

“I wouldn’t particularly mind what you want to talk about. I just figured history would be something you would like to start with.” Always eccentric about the past and what could come from it, and it was his talent- although Shinguuji enjoyed his particular talent much more than the prisoner ever could anymore. Lying would be pointless anyways. Certainly, the taller man was not stupid to any degree given his presentation and articulation, and would be able to catch something like that in mere moments. It wasn’t worth making an argument.

“I can always leave if you prefer. But if you want to, I would like to hear you.” Who knows? While knowledge was useless in prison, maybe it could be fun to just learn about things as if he was back in school again.

LENGTHY INDEX  finger taps to his cheek against cloth ;    &&    his eyesight never leaves ryoma. yes , perhaps he’ll go along with this. play the game of    cryptic therapy    for whatever the reason on the other’s end may be. after all , it wasn’t like korekiyo minded the act of sharing his    anthropological    knowledge. 

❝ i see. well ; give me something to work with. a topic of sorts. a thought , an emotion , even an object ---------- something of your    interest.    then , perhaps , i can think of some knowledge to share with you. ❞

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wxter‌:

as if she can sense him, she sits up, awaiting politely. when the cards are placed on her desk, her hands clasp in front of her, and she gives a breathy laugh.

“oh, korekiyo, nya! these are beautiful! i have, i have, i had a deck, back on the island, though i didnt have a way to research them, but Atua told me what they meant for each person each time- i think it’s a lovely way to learn about yourself and others, no?”

OF COURSE ,  that only made it sound like she made up the meanings of the cards as she went ; but korekiyo had social capabilities of knowing when    not to speak    of certain topics. fingertips idly tapped against her desk before reaching to draw the top card of the deck ;    the devil.     a chuckle emitted that allowed shoulders to shake slightly in rhythm.

❝ you    &&    many others would agree there.    however ,    i much prefer to think of the cards on an individual level. their history , their meaning ,    &&    how human beings came to trust the    fabled    quotations emitted from mere pieces of cardstock. ❞

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💕 bc im so weak. @falskhed.

@falskhed || kiss meme.

Send 💕for good night/morning kiss.

EASILY APPROACHING  two in the morning , the anthropologist was only now evacuating his lab.    &&    while it certainly wasn’t the first time he’s encountered that rat of a boy    inconveniently ,    he was quite surprised to see him this late ; almost as if he’d been waiting for him. kokichi has truly been nothing more than a    pinched nerve    to deal with ---------- one of the few people that could push someone as patient as korekiyo. making no eye contact , he presses on to walk past him , merely stopping when they stood parallel. an    eerie    pause ,    &&    the taller male would grip the other’s shoulder with a less-than-gentle force ; mask moved long enough to allow their lips to barely touch.

❝    s l e e p.    ❞

a harsh voice would whisper against his lips ;    &&    like that , he was gone.

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If this ain’t me ( ´･ω･`)

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💋

@gungambled || kiss meme.

Send 💋 for a random kiss. : heated kiss

HE ALWAYS  had a certain charm to him ; a    hypnotic sense    that allowed even the most fearful of him to at least show the slightest bit of intrigue. if celestia was affected by such as well ; he would truly never know. a    poker face    strong enough to not only hide the cards in her hand but as well as the    emotions    in her body.  from behind her , a long , slender hand draws around to cover her eyes gently , forcing her to focus only on his voice , which was    u n n e r v i n g l y    close to her ear.

❝ i have a way of seeing the beauty in all details of humanity. ❞ 

words are low ; almost    intimidating.    like some sort of threat. he’s quiet long enough to hear the sound of heartbeats before he meanders in front of her , still shielding her eyesight ,    &&    concealing her lips with his own , the    touch    proving an absence of a mask.

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...💋

@gentomologist || kiss meme.

Send 💋 for a random kiss. : interrupting kiss

TO LISTEN  to an entomologist monologue of things actually drew in an    interest    from korekiyo. not necessarily of the topic at hand ; but of the    behavior    that was etched behind it all. he’s seen gonta’s reactions to things before , namely how he felt of people who lacked his appreciation for insects    ( korekiyo very much being one of those people , though    smart enough    to act as if his opinion was neutral ). 

the anthropologist was neither bigger nor stronger than the other , so working with    surprise    would be simpler. words drag on , but are soon    interrupted    with swift , calculated movements. a bandaged hand reaching out to grasp the other’s chin in a    less-than-gentle    manner ; dragging his features towards his own    &&    diminishing the space between them ———- with the exception of a few millimeters of black fabric.

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💋....aaah?

@omghoshii || kiss meme. 

Send 💋 for a random kiss. : surprise kiss

DEAD EYE  stare seemed to have a way of making hoshi    talk    before ; after all , he’d asked for his help on occasion. strange how he’d choose the    snake    to serve such a purpose. then again , human behavior had a way of altering its usual stance dependent upon certain situations. perhaps these are    waters to be tested. 

slender digits would draw their way from a point on ryoma’s collarbone to his chin ;    forcing    eyes to connect in an   enigmatic way. free hand    runs    across the hem of his mask ,    &&    in seemingly one quick motion , the anthropologist    swipes    the mask from his features , draws the other’s face to his ———-    &&    lets    sharp teeth    bite at his lower lip. 

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@wxter

FROM BEHIND  her , the anthropologist meanders over , placing a   deck of cards    upon angie’s desk. the cards are adorned with motifs of the sky    &&   various laces , patterns,   &&    sun paraphernalia.

❝ miss angie ; tell me , have you ever indulged in the reading of    tarot cards ?   ❞

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Feb 2018 - Edinburgh

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chusetsuna‌:

His brow furrows, a step taken back as the heel of his boot scraps against the ground.   ❝   Well. Yes. If you look back at the Romans…for example, they were - um - a rather decadent society.  ❞   He gives a brief and small grin.   ❝   I suppose you can even say, such behavior was what eventually prompted their empire to fall to nothing but ash and rubble. No?  ❞  

❝   Though. As you know, history has a habit of repeating itself. Shinguuji-kun. Thus, I do not see how modern society is any different from that of the ancients. Both, it seems, are plagued with greed and immorality.  ❞

❝ GREED. PRIDE.   gluttony. sloth. wrath. lust. envy. they are key    motivators    of human nature ; there is no escape to their    curse ,    or perhaps you see it as their    wonder !    after all , the even the ugliest parts of humanity are nothing less of pure beauty ! ❞

arms wrap loosely around his torso as he speaks , purely    passionate    about the darker side of humanity as those words drip from lips    like tar.    his unprompted mantras of anthropology were not always appreciated ; but korekiyo still found joy    ( && sometimes even amusement )    in sharing that knowledge with classmates. if only everyone could see humanity’s true beauty through such    rose colored    glasses.

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falskhed‌:

That gaze was far too familiar to the smaller male, one too similar of a predator. Korekiyo was human, so the effect didn’t phase Ko as much as it should have. The violet orb stared back at the masked face as the corner of his mouth twitched at the words. He wasn’t as skilled with actions as he was with words, situation depending.

Taking some initiative, he reached to take the anthropologist’s hand with his own. “ -Aw, Kiyo, Where’s the fun in that? Don’t’cha wanna listen to my voice? Call ya my beloved?”

A small pause, the wide smile on his face not faltering as he said his next words.

“Careful, my hand might slip.” There wasn’t a mild threat in his words. Except there was.

THOSE SERPENTINE  eyes bore right into the smaller male for an almost    uncomfortable    amount of time without verbal response ; being all-too-familiar with that    mischievous    look on kokichi’s face. the one that mixed a true occult leader with a childish trickster. 

hand would slip out of kokichi’s grip , choosing to shift position to wrap loosely around the other’s    neck.    a light chuckle would shake his shoulders , making his own words match that    mild threatening tone    thrown right back at him.

❝ kehehe ~ .    ‘ beloved ? ‘    how naiive of you. but , i would expect nothing less. how    shameful    it is that i have cut off all feelings of  ‘ love ‘    quite a while ago. i much prefer to    observe    it from afar. ❞

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Yeah but consider this: Kork "Look What You Made Me Do" AMV

honestly i feel like there’s an entire meme team in my inbox 

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novosonian‌:

“Not always, though! I mean, not in Novoselician history at least. All of the royal children were cherished… albeit not always for sentimental reasons.”

A clearing of her throat and a tapping of her toe against the ground in a stubbing sort of motion was all the more she needed to allude to the less pleasant part of royal value. Sonia was all too aware of such as the sole progeny of her parents, after all. The comment about greed, though, was met with a quirked brow.

“But isn’t greed just an evolved form of survival instinct?”

❝ EXCELLENT ! ALAS ,   i can assure you that it is a trait that has evolved in both the positive    &&    the negative of sorts ! thank of the    seven deadly sins.    human beings have evolved from their greed of survival to their    greed of riches.    their lusting of reproduction to their    lusting of bodies.    the gluttony of nourishment to the    gluttony of information.    yes , this    &&    more are what simply add to the vulgarity that only makes humanity even more beautiful to witness. ❞ 

as with many topics of the sort , korekiyo’s voice clearly shows his intense passion for such human culture    &&    behaviorism. an outward gesture queued to guide    emphasis    is brought in ; arms to wrap around his torso fondly in a sense of embrace that seemingly mismatch his words.  

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falskhed‌:

xxx @zhadnsti

“….”

Regardless of the statement said, it instilled a slight fear in the occultist. Yet, it made him curious of how that entire encounter..even happened. Would that happen to Kokichi, in the end? Was Korekiyo even that strong, to begin with?

“Sooo, is that a yes or?”

ARMS CROSS ,  and an index finger taps idly to his cheek    thoughtfully.    yet , those serpentine eyes never once leave the smaller male ; like a    p y t h o n    on its prey. teasing grin of the cheshire cat could have been seen behind that mask. 

❝ perhaps it is something you could find out more efficiently through    action    rather than    word.    ❞