"it felt like a dream"
"but i was awake"
A book in which a poor trash can shall do her very best to bring ya'll some Yuri oneshots.
Requests are OPEN!!!
I can and will only do characters from:
µ's
Aquors
A-RISE
And Saint Snow
Extra// Sorry in adv...
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her warm, gentle hand squeezed your own cold ones, careful and tender as if you were a porcelain doll that was ready to shatter under her touch.
p i e c e s o f y o u r s e l f
f a l l i n g
d o w n
t o t h e a b y s s
w h e r e t h e f a c e l e s s o n e s c r a w l
hand, shaking with anticipation, gripping the razor- slick with crimson blood- nearing your wrist, ready to trace another deep line into it, craving to spill the blood. it fell to the bathroom tiles with a clank, a noise that echoed throughout the small, bloodied room.
f a l l i n g
a n d f a l l i n g
t e n d r i l s g r a b b i n g y o u
d r a g g i n g y o u d e e p e r a n d d e e p e r
pills; everywhere. scattered. scattered across the frigid white tiles. and in the corner; a revolver, a glint of hunger on its stained barrel. chamber- thankfully- already been emptied.
t h e d a r k
i t o p e n s i t s m o u t h
r e a d y t o s w a l l o w y o u
a l l
you's ocean-blue eyes gazed down, worry and tears in her eyes. the figure in her embrace, shuddering violently, tugging harsly on her dark-blue shirt, bawling and sputtering incoherent words. "i- i'm...i c-can't..take i-it...anymore...". you holds the figure tighter, as if she were to let go of her-
