⠀ᵘ̲ⁿ̲𝚂𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚃 † [the]  𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 ,  ｆｒｏｍ ██████

and i’ve loved in shades of..      well,      WRONG,

*       shes at his doorstep for the first time methinks.

xོo:     ͟ ͟ ͟ᶠᶦᵍ¹ @sacried    (     years and years, reduced to that word.  denying ferocity in the valiant name of girlhood.    )   4 syllables are enough to push eun yeong closer towards the edge,  though something unwillingly  (     maybe?    )   anchors her from taking the final plunge.   ❛  y  ..  you act like i won’t. YOU ACT LIKE I WON’T.  i’d be better off. ❜   agape’s nervous, she can tell, he can tell  —-  all because she’s gotten mean again, like a bad dog. it’s making her seethe, how he has her read.  before she can make the move, her palms white-knuckled against the knife’s hilt,  nikita does it for her,  neck dripping before she can even register what he’s done.  (     is he laughing?    )   ❛  it would. you’re like .. the biggest pain in my ass. ever.  ❜   and now she’s lying,  breath shallow as she tightens her straddled position, grits her pearly whites, if only to keep herself from looking frozen.  it’s the only thing keeping her grounded. another bead of red coaxed from his neck. agape can’t tell whether she prefers it over rubies  —-  but it’s a close contender.   ❛  i WILL. just shut up already and let me take my time.  ❜

NO CELESTIAL,⠀★   [.⠀ .⠀ .]   @meansdeath:    (   ты прекрасна  ..   )     how can you make such a terrifying remark in such an adorable manner?     your eyes look so pure..   [  HER knife kissing his throat and leaving an abominable mark on his skin should have him more startled, but it doesn't.  he's seen worse, had plenty more sharp objects dug into his flesh than he'd like to admit, but with her, it's different.  for all her spontaneity,  all her unhinged ferocity,  trystan can't shake the feeling that agape's threats may not be so promising as she makes them out to be.  ]     GO AHEAD,  THEN.   do it.    [   it doesn't take much to lean into the touch of her blade,  feeling the drops of warm crimson trickling down his neck.   it coaxes a chuckle out of him, so patient, for an encounter so lethal.  the stakes are high, but he doesn't care.  it's all for the thrill.   ]   wouldn't it be nice, to finally be rid of me?   YOU'RE SO CLOSE ALREADY, AREN'T YOU?   might as well finish the deed.