The Beauty Of Having The Earthy Feel When You Study.

rediscovering randnom facts about the Greek Class that I had forgotten about:

Henry is a reckless driver

Francis (not Charles!) and Camilla kiss on the mouth as a form of greeting

Richard has a one-night-stand with a random girl his first week at Hampden

the Greek Class have a pet dog (and it dies)

Charles gets along well with Marion

Henry accidentally shoots and kills a duck

Richard regularly drunk-drives Francis home from the doctor

Bunny is severely dyslexic

'Are you the new neanias?' he said mockingly. The new young man. I said that I was. 'Cubitum eamus?' 'What?' 'Nothing.'

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Меня зовут Нейсо, можно просто Ней. Я люблю читать французскую литературу, редко рисую, учусь на инженера. Хочу увидеть снег вот уже несколько лет. А вас как зовут? Как давно вы в тамблере?

Me mistyping half of my essay is hell on earth

feeling very sane and normal rn

Isn't writing romantic? You take pieces of yourself and others to Frankenstein into a character who will live longer than any of you. They will be immortalized because of your hand, your words, and your world, and even if readers 20 years from now don't understand, they will read the story and find themselves in the lines.

all of my love goes to camilla macaulay and daisy buchanan, weird blonde girls who were never truly appreciated for their weirdness

"'I have led a toothless life,' he thought. 'A toothless life. I have never bitten into anything. I was waiting. I was reserving myself for later on--and I have just noticed that my teeth have gone. What's to be done?'"

-Jean-Paul Sartre, The Age of Reason (1945)

Crack concept: Atsushi doesn’t exactly get absorbed…not completely that is.

Akutagawa: Weretiger!

Atsushi: Oh my god can you lower your volume I’m right here!

Akutagawa:…Well get off the floor then!

Atsushi: Oh jee let me just get my nonexistent leg and my nonexistent arm and oh yeah the entire MISSING HALF of my body and then I’ll be right up there with you.

Akutagawa: Sarcasm is unbecoming of you.

Atsushi: When my leg comes back I’m going to throw it at you.

Akutagawa: I see nothing changed now you’ve lost half your brain.

Atsushi: I see being bought back to life didn’t give you a sense of humour.

Akutagawa: Does it hurt?

Atsushi: You remember when you cut my leg off, the first time?

Akutagawa: Obviously.

Atsushi: I would prefer having that pain over this…every day of my life over this.

Akutagawa: You damn fool, why would you protect me?

Atsushi: Why would you protect me?

Akutagawa: I asked you first!

Atsushi: I asked you second!

Akutagawa: That doesn’t even make sense!

Atsushi: My consciousness is split between here and a 4th dimensional plane of reality where I’m being guided by a hallucination of my dead Headmaster pretending to be Dazai.

Atsushi: Nothing in our lives makes sense.

Akutagawa: I suppose you’re right.

Atsushi: Oh man am I dead? Did you just admit that?

Akutagawa: Idiot you’re not allowed to die until I kill you.

Atsushi: Well I’m at least half way there-ow!

Akutagawa: Don’t even joke about that!

Atsushi: Okay ow! Jeez keep that up and I’ll start to think you were worried- stop kicking me!

Fyodor:…Did you get any of that?

Gozen shrugs.

Something I found on Twitter that really puts things in perspective as a creator.