⠀⠀a name that gets the hyenas laughing.
blood—drenched chops.
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 ;;
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐈’𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐀. ⠀ ⠀【ＲＥＤ】⠀ ⠀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑
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o , death.xn--6ii/ won’t you spare me over til another year.xn--6ii/ ?⠀
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／ gang i swear i'm alive i'm just in Rush Month rn and academia is trying to kill me before i can kill myself. all replies owed are sitting pretty in my bookmarks ok PLEASE. BEAR EITH ME.
stiffens, yet lets stranger rest against self after marrow—deep exhaustion is discerned.
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cerberus’ ghost. retweeted
the ⠀ rain ⠀ sounds, ⠀ the ⠀ lightning ⠀ appears ⠀ and ⠀attracts ⠀ more ⠀⏜ ⠀attention ⠀⸝ ⠀𖬺̲𖬺̲ ⠀ hypocrisy ⠀ feeding ⠀ the ⠀ heavenly ⠀animal.
always so uncooperative, difficult. tongue clicks and simon shoves mask’s hem up towards nose ／ resting just below faux teeth—row. “startin’ t’, perhaps, regret this.”
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“have trouble expressin’ yourself, love?” soap’s teasing disposition highly infectious — brings the absolute worst out of riley. skull’s forehead meets sergeant’s in a gentle press, gaze on him atrociously doting.
“not even gonna consider the prospect that i may have?” light taunt — curious if she’d slip down rabbit hole of jealousy. “didn’t quite ’ave any blackmail value t’ it. n’ it might bite my arse if i handed it out like candy.”
“rules for thee not for me? applicable t’ you as well but yer not the brightest crayon so i’ll save myself the migraine of arguin’ with a brick wall.”
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lousy fucking joke but it’s johnny delivering it so the laugh is justified. hands glide across low curve of back to loosely snake arms around. “can’t deny that i got fooled by your kisses.”
unsatisfied, knows keegan can give him more. hands find narrow hips padded by uniform’s bulk, boy held steady. “don’t tease.” nudging skull—plate against scarred cheek. “roll up my mask. give me a good one t’ start off the new year.”
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“alright, pocket poe.” crown cants, touch leaned into. own palm slides against gaz’s hand—back, grip firm but tender. “but devotin’ yourself like ’at isn’t good, garrick. gotta live for yourself too.”
