it may be obvious by now but ulquiorra has never experienced any sort of attraction nor does he have an interest in others, he always runs cold and indifferent, his apathy to the world a tell-tale sign of what he represents which is death by emptiness. so anyway, though he's incapable of loving or wanting anything the way humans understand it, he does feel hunger, is prideful, the greed he feels is that resembling of beasts though he acts like he's separate from such primal instincts but at the end of the day he is a hollow through and through.
🐝 * ― 𝑺𝑷𝑰𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑾𝑨𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ we'll just have to make do. ❜ ❛ come on, it'll be fun. ❜ ❛ wait, where are we going? ❜ ❛ you can't be here. go now! ❜ ❛ it's just a dream, a stupid dream. ❜ ❛ don't be afraid. i'm a friend. ❜ ❛ i can't stand up. what should i do? ❜ ❛ now listen, i'l tell you what to do. if you stay here, they'll find you. i'll distract them while you get away. ❜ ❛ you have no choice if you want to survive here ... and save your parents, too. ❜ ❛ why do i need a weakling like you? ❜ ❛ trembling, aren't you? still, i'm impressed you made it this far. ❜ ❛ what a pain. you're gonna pay for this. ❜ ❛ keep your wits about you. if you need anything, ask me. ❜ ❛ hey, are you okay? don't fall apart on me. ❜ ❛ listen to me. i'll promise i'll save you. ❜ ❛ what did you expect after all that rain? ❜ ❛ i'm gonna get there someday. i'll get out of here for sure. ❜ ❛ i was just coming to wake you up, look! ❜ ❛ what should i do? he'll die! ❜ ❛ what's so funny? wipe off that smile. ❜ ❛ don't do anything stupid until i get down there. ❜ ❛ you see, someone i really care about is badly hurt. i've got to go right now. ❜ ❛ this is our little secret. if you tell anyone ... i'll do the same to you. ❜ ❛ what are you going to do? he needs help. ❜ ❛ becoming a sorcerer's apprentice is dangerous business. ❜ ❛ well, getting there is one thing. getting back's the problem. ❜ ❛ [name], i promise i'll be back. please don't die. ❜ ❛ don't you understand? it's love. ❜ ❛ what took you so long? this is a total disaster! ❜ ❛ what do you want? you can tell me. ❜ ❛ what, you're still alive? ❜ ❛ you still don't see it? she's played a trick on you. ❜ ❛ since when do you talk that way? ❜ ❛ you held this, and nothing happened to you? ❜ ❛ i'd like to help you, but there's nothing i can do. it's one of our rules here. ❜ ❛ but can't you even give me a hint? ❜ ❛ everything that happens stays inside you ... even if you can't remember it. ❜ ❛ see? you have a talent for this. ❜ ❛ [name], i no longer blame you for what you did. but be sure to protect this girl. ❜ ❛ will we meet again somewhere? ❜
❛ you should give it to her yourself. ❜
❝ ⸻ DOES IT MATTER … ? ❞
he stares listlessly at the dog good luck charm in his hands, turns it over once. tsumiki’s condition still stings fresh ; he can’t think of her without a stitch in his heart bursting open, without anxiety rising in his chest, making breathing an impossible task.
worse still is that he’s handled it alone — not physically, at least, as he knows gojo really has been doing what he can to get to the bottom of it, but mentally ; waiting until he’s isolated, alone in his room, hidden away from the rest of the world to even think of allowing everything to pour out, unwrap the bandages until it all runs dry.
he feels like a child to even have any stock at all in something like a good luck charm —
❝ it’s not going to wake her up. it’s just for my own stupid ego, isn’t it ? ❞
but even as he closes his hand into a fist around it, wants to squeeze the life out of something, shoulders starting to falter under the weight of his world falling around him, he’s gentle, won’t break it.
star wars: rise of skywalker sentences | still accepting !!
Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me. - sherliam
he’d call this a poor excuse of a foxhunt, if he’d intended to hunt william at all.
what you are is chasing skirts, Mycroft had said, mistaking alliance for attraction: Irene — who is no more, had never been source of interest, much less temptation. but Mycroft had been right about one thing: he’d been bewitched, possessed by something unearthly and older than mankind. it festered up on his bones, left no trace of his original components. it’s the damnedest thing, really, to want something that eludes you, runs from your grasp. he’d seen it fall through his fingers like quicksand.
right now, it’s all entirely his. petty possessiveness, maybe, but he’s long since accepted that this is what william provoked in him: he brought out the madman in him, blood dripping into water, and the mixture had become an unholy union of good and bad. william may be a sinner of his own kind, and sherlock had chosen to play the role of his juror, butcher and the devil if he must. sherlock shifts in place, elbows placed languidly on his knees. from the bench, the city’s buildings almost look like bricks on the playground. william’s still quiet, as if waiting for his response.
“since the bridge, this is the most honest thing you’ve told me. excluding the confession from a moment’s ago, of course.” he jabs slightly at william’s pride, maybe payback for the scare of walking up into an empty room and messy sheets. satisfied by the remark, sherlock smoothly waltzes back into the next sentence, “you know exactly what i want. i’m betting a big coin that you’ve known for a long time, and still you denied me it above everything else. it’s late to ask me to hold back, knowing how far it’s taken me — us for that matter.”
a smirk escapes him, throwing a sideways glance at him. william’s hair glows under the sunlight, and though his face is partly scarred, none of the beauty that’d drawn him in from the start like a moth to a flame is marred. before he can stop himself, two fingers take a stand of gold-bathed hair, places it aside to take a long, good look of those features. yes, the face is a lure, and the mind behind it even more so. “it’s you.”
“what i want, i mean. it’s you, liam.”
@cursedfell
Nobara is lesbian (the crowd boos, tomatoes are thrown at me) "she's right." (a voice in the back says, I look up and there he is. Sukuna in the flesh) "she's lesbian and she was mean to me."
i take it back writing 1983218942893 paragraphs is not enough i gotta add one more and then one more and another and maybe another for good measure and
reviving my kogami muse is the best thing that's happened, didn't think I still had it in me now yall will have to deal with me writing 1818382839616672 paragraphs of kogami character analysis each new reply
— Hajime Kashimo, by takeo72