Crimson || Tom Riddle

𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖚𝖉𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖔𝖓𝖊

i have kissed them both

and neither of them thanked me

they think they invented cruelty
how precious

i watched them as they intertwined with each other
hands wrapped around throats,
shoved into hair
whispers like silk and poison
they thought they were playing a game

they were building a grave

she has died before
oh, so many times
i cradled her in my arms when the world forgot her name
held her as her fangs sunk into monsters
and left her screaming for more

more blood
more death

she always came back

and him?

he walks like he belongs to me
like he's already half-dead

(he always has been)

he plans to set the world on fire
and call it rain
as if I haven't seen a thousand like him before
as if he isn't just a boy
still begging for someone to choose him

when he stabbed her,
i was there
i always am
my lips were on her spine
before the blade was

he kissed her like salvation
he killed her like a god

and she died like she loved him for it

you want to know what i saw?

i saw love
no
not the kind mortals speak of
not warmth, or mercy, or home

this was love like a sickness
like an altar built of each other's bones

they will come back to me
they always do

but first —
she will rise
and he will fall

because death does not punish
death does not save

death waits
and watches

and smiles

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

a.n. im back
peak the red queen reference
ive written all of four chapters but im too excited so here
might have slow updates bc i still haven't planned a lot out but i couldn't help myself lol