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                                          THEY’RE DISASTERS  !                                                      loved by pyro.

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                                          THEY’RE DISASTERS  !                                                      loved by pyro.

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          ❝    HONESTLY,  THERE’S NOTHIN’ WRONG.  stop hintin’ that there’s a problem.    ❞

@invariablyscrewed  |  sc.

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          ❝   I WOULD BE  LYIN’  if i said that y’ don’t worry me.    ❞     his tone of voice hints worry,  but he’s grown to  respect  her wishes of him not joining her on hunts,  and for that          he  worries.     ❝    i  promise  t’ take care of knight while y’re away.    ❞

@likethcrns  | sc.  

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hit that heart for a starter from devon or dean!

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hit that heart for a starter from devon or dean!

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*  .  𝙻  /  invariablyscrewed.

‘        after a bad day,     i usually want to just curl up into a ball and wish that i had hot cocoa by a fireplace or something.        ‘          there was a noticeable upward curl of her lips,     but laden with a hint of sadness from the stress that the day decided to hurl her way.             ‘        what about you?        ‘              @crueldesign  /  sc

          GENTLE SMILE CREEPS ITS WAY onto delicate features as fingers brush away stray hairs that won’t stay in place,  a content sigh escaping past her lips.     ❝    funny          i  usually  do the same,  except i’d replace the hot cocoa with an  interesting  book.    ❞

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*  .  𝚆  /  abby.

          attention pivots,  gaze downcasts over offered floral arrangement.   petite fingertips extend and lightly wrap around bouquet’s stems.   pulling the flower up to her nose   :   she casually breathes.   lids flutter shut and expression melts into warmth.           ❛          ——   thank you  ..          ❜          gaze lifts,  lips curve upward into a smile.          ❛          ——  they’re beautiful    ..    what’s the occasion   ?          ❜

          ARM RELAXES BY HIS SIDE once the arrangement is taken,  a small smile pulling at his features as he observes her          mainly her reaction.     ❝    there’s  not  really an occasion  ...    ❞     he pauses briefly,  shifting on his feet awkwardly.  this would be the  first  time he’s ever gotten anything for someone and he’s unsure of what to do next.     ❝    i saw ‘em and had t’ get ‘em for you          thought i’d do somethin’ nice for once.    ❞

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*  .  𝚆  /  elysianbuilt.

          ❝  i do remember, yes.  i haven’t broken it yet  –  that’s gotta count for something?  about the only way i’d break that at this point, is if the powers that be decide it’s my time to go.  i’ll say it again and again, too  –  i don’t think you’re a shitty person.  but i’ll also admit to having a bias, because i’ve spent time around you, to know why you do what you do.  ❞

          ❝    LET'S KEEP IT THAT WAY ‘cause if you’ve kept it for this long,  then i know that y’ can go longer          but the moment y’ break it,  ‘ll be done with you.  y’ can say what you want,  but in m’ eyes i’m a shitty person.    ❞

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*  .  𝙰  /  elysianbuilt.

             if only she possessed that same kind of confidence he held. amused, she puffs out her cheeks and gives a shrug of her shoulders.  if he says they won’t be caught, who is she to hold that against him?  ❝  alright.  i’ll trust your word on it.  i don’t wanna know how many times you’ve done this before…  ❞  it was a funny admittance  ;  he’d stated it wasn’t his first time.  she didn’t wanna know how many times he’d done it before now  –  or why.

          HE TURNS TO FACE THE mess he plans on burning,  just stuff he’s gathered that looked flammable.  in a quick motion,  he pops the top of the lighter fluid and quickly douses the pile,  a small smile beginning to form and he reaches into his back pocket to pull out a piece of a paper towel          he came really prepared for this.     ❝    good,  ‘cause i think i lost count by now.    ❞    he sets fire to the paper towel,  eyes lighting up,  before he tosses is onto the pile.

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*  .  𝚆  /  shefears.

             ❛           —— jonathan.            ❜            azure blues recollect beneath harsh scrutiny.   distance remains fair as name hisses through grit teeth.   with velvet past,  monster prickling beneath her skin tantalizes.   it roars.   it scratches and creep.            ❛           —— jonathan davis   ..   did he really deserve what you did to him   ?            ❜            she’s fully aware of malicious intent.   provoking a dangerous man.   coaxing the wild and rabid animal out to play.   lips curve into a sneer,  voice dropping low into a captivating whisper.           ❛           —— i’ve got you now,  wesson miller.   i know everything that’s happened to you and i know everything you’ve happened to.   so,  let’s stop playing these games and face your mother issues head on.          ❜

          JAW CLENCHES AND HE INHALES sharply through his nose,  brows furrowing as his aggravation rises.  he was desperately hoping that the boy’s name wouldn’t be spoken,  but now that it has,  memories seem to make themselves known.  he remembers going to the park to find him specifically and how he convinced him to follow,  hinting that there was a  ‘game’  to be played          there was  no  game,  just a murder that occurred.     ❝    you bitch            ❞     the tone within his voice hints that he’s tense,  unsure of how this situation would play out.  the question here is:  why is she doing this?     ❝    oh,  ‘m so scared          fuck you.  i don’t have mother issues!    ❞

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                                                    LET HER BE WILD

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hello im here and ready to die.