It isn’t now
Nor will ever be— 

                                                            Soft 
                                                          Gentle 
                                                          Loving

                                                                                       We are monsters.
                                                                                       All gnashing teeth
                                                                                      And happy to destroy.    

We are monsters.

                                    { Destruction is our middle name }

May 12 21:32 ( 802 )
"I destroy everybody who loves me."

— 6 words truth _ A.S.  (via panopticlique)
Mar 16 21:23 ( 2023 )

fatali-morte:

ι

            αм α 

                                   ᴘ ʀ ᴇ ᴅ ᴀ ᴛ ᴏ ʀ .

ι 

           αм ησт

                                  ʏ ᴏ ᴜ ʀ  ғ ʀ ɪ ᴇ ɴ ᴅ .           

Mar 16 13:58 ( 1297 )
"If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed."

— Sylvia Plath (via inversamenteproporzionale)
Feb 21 17:12 ( 32 )

nolongeryourvictim:

             ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ HELL ɪs. 

                                             Hell is waking up everyday
            believing that the suffering you’re doing in life hasmeaning. 

                                                              That, somehow, if you endure it,                                                                                           you gain ναℓυαвℓє lessons. 

                         The truth is, sometimes you just suffer

                                                                                            [There is no meaning.]

Jan 29 21:20 ( 5409 )

xlefay:

                                 ↁo not provoke me;

                    i will TEAR you αpαrт

                                    ——- & make you wish

                                            you were

                                          d̶̶e̶̶a̶̶d̶.

Jan 29 20:54 ( 9866 )
   Anonymous:
   favorite kind of weapon revy?

             || /̵͇̿̿/’̿’̿ ̿—;; “– Finally, somethin’ damn good to talk about.”

     The guns were brought out of their holsters with a flourish, twirled briefly between lithe digits to the pleasure of their wielder.

     “Easy – these babies right here. Custom Berettas – ninety-nine Sword Cutlasses. Ain’t nothin’ else in the world like ‘em, and no one else in the world to handle 'em like me." 

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      The young woman conversed in regards to her weaponry as one might a lover, stowing it away with similar reluctance as she continued on, "Nukes’d be cool, too.”

Jan 18 18:29

:

Must not show weakness.
          Because in the end
               I’m only fending for myself.

                                 Because no one in this world cares
                                          whether I am dead or alive.

Jan 18 17:45 ( 3037 )
   kapitan-asuka:
   ½
½ = How the character feels about people taller or shorter than them

      Revy is guilty of belittling people of all shapes and sizes, truly; it’s her way of obtaining the power she was deprived of as a child. She berates anyone she so chooses, and that’s prevalent in individuals of all heights. However, in regards to those shorter and younger than her, she has a particular distaste – especially if their social standing is considerably higher.

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Jan 18 15:36 ( 1 )
° = The character’s temperature preferences 

      It’s often that Revy, in most matters, finds herself hard to please. She can’t stand the stubborn heat waves that frequently crash on the coast of Roanapur – but by the same token, the crisp winter air of Japan drove her to complaint in equal doses upon accompanying Rock there. However, having grown up in Manhattan, she can handle cool weather considerably easier. It’s easier to add clothing than reduce clothing in an all-male working environment – although it’s clear modesty has never been an issue for her.

      However, physical temperament aside, she would prefer the heat over the more tolerable cold; the latter only reminds her of the multitude of events she’d pay an arm and a leg to forget. 

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Jan 18 15:27 ( 2 )