merely getting closer, senses wanting to close the distance. he bit down on his tongue, pierced lips stretching to a grin, listening to her like she was praising him. ◜ do you imagine your demise too .ᐣ how nice it would to escape the hell here. ◝ ↓

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾* · Sep 1, 2026 · 6:22 PM UTC

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾*@paintedgraveSep 1

he sensed the loneliness in the woman, his senses buzzing with the same, the eagerness to show her that loneliness was just a way into the further.

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾* · Sep 1, 2026 · 6:22 PM UTC

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾*@paintedgraveSep 1

⠀⠀⠀⠀a dizzying sensation crowds his being, not from the razor deep inside pale flesh, that was already dripping warm essence to the floor. the attention was sending damien further. he fought his own pupils from blowing wide, to scare her off now.

ᅠᅠᅠᵀᵂᴼ ᅠᅠ𝓗 𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 ᅠᅠᏟᎪᏞҒ.@M0RTUUSSJul 24

She had been right when she thought she caught the unmistakable metallic scent of blood, but she had ignored it, dismissed it, deciding instead to assume it came from the young man's many piercings. She leaned against the counter, finding the conversation genuinely fascinating.

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ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾* · Sep 1, 2026 · 6:14 PM UTC

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾*@paintedgraveSep 1

⠀⠀⠀⠀sensitivity buzzing, heartbeat clearly apparent with her touch against him. something he's craved since highschool——since he was sent away. ◜ good girl. ◝ he praises, low and comforting.

ᅟᅟᅟᵗʰᵉ ᅠᅠ𝐃𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 ᅠ𝐒𝐓☆𝐑 ᅠᅠᅠ Ꮤᴵᴸᴸᴼᵂ ᅠᅠ Ꮐᴿᴱᴱᴺ@SorathSongAug 2

She parted her lips. Words flattering. Maybe she wanted to tell him to stop. But never came from her mouth, and instead, just a shuddering breath. Fingertips feelings his scars, tender caresses, her facade of star falling, breaking under the touch his lips against her skin.

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ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾* · Sep 1, 2026 · 6:11 PM UTC

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾*@paintedgraveSep 1

⠀⠀⠀⠀sapphire landing on the blonde as the door was opened, he gave a knowing grin. ◜ hi sweetheart. ◝ voice sickeningly sweet, he let himself in with ease. his gaze exploring her, biting the inside of his cheek as he took her in. ↓

ᅟᅟᅟᵗʰᵉ ᅠᅠ𝐃𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 ᅠ𝐒𝐓☆𝐑 ᅠᅠᅠ Ꮤᴵᴸᴸᴼᵂ ᅠᅠ Ꮐᴿᴱᴱᴺ@SorathSongAug 8

At the first knock on the door, Willow was already opening it, impatient, not caring about showing herself the way she had on other occasions———cold, that distant star impossible to reach. That wasn’t what she was interested in this time. She noticed him,

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ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾* · Sep 1, 2026 · 6:11 PM UTC

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾*@paintedgraveSep 1

the atmosphere felt 𝓸ff * it wasn't how it should've been, especially with him in her space——he loved it. pupils turned to examine her home, the decorations, the way she made it feel like hers. not hers, for long. going to sit down, patting ↓

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾* · Sep 1, 2026 · 6:11 PM UTC

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾*@paintedgraveSep 1

his lap immediately. testing the waters. the willow he knew would've protested, threatened to call security. it felt dangerous, damien knew damn well it was because of him.

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾* · Sep 1, 2026 · 6:00 PM UTC

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾*@paintedgraveSep 1

⠀⠀⠀⠀seeing red in that moment, trained ears knowing exactly what was happening. a single bang to the door, then another——rattling the door handle aggressively. body was now now hammering into the door, enough the break the lock and allow himself inside. ↓

𝘊𝘠𝘙𝘜𝘚 ✧.*@ApxtheticBlissJul 29

ㅤ ⠀⠀ flowing veins filled with ice , instantly freezing him where he stood . sage eyes wide , cheeks filled with color ; a doe in headlights , silently waiting for the moment the car struck him . the moment damien opened that door . he was dead if he couldn’t come ➝ ㅤ

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ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾* · Sep 1, 2026 · 6:00 PM UTC

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾*@paintedgraveSep 1

collar of 𝓫eloved*. white knuckling his own sweater that cyrus so eagerly wanted to wear, 𝓵iar——he 𝓵IED. irritation bubbling to surface as he led cyrus down the stairs and back into his car. throwing him inside and slamming the door. the car starting, before ↓

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾* · Sep 1, 2026 · 6:00 PM UTC

ꉂ 𝓟𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙾*@paintedgraveSep 1

speeding back to cyrus' 𝓪ctual * home.