the romanticification of skephalo. • ; no capitals + often misspellings (i use ,,, instead of ...) ; writes requests ; 𝙣𝙤 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬, will write anything else though :) <3 !

** previously known as, 'do you know what i'm seeing?' living in a world where your looks are ranked as numbers atop of your forehead, darryl finds it hard to survive without being thrown judgemental looks while peacefully walking down the sidewalk. faded in black ink was the number zero dreadfully scraped onto his soft face, broadly shining wherever he stood. he knew that in his society, he could never live up to any expectations, especially involving relationships. although, zak carder thought the complete opposite. 🏆 - #1 skephalo; february 1st 2020

*trigger warnings at the end of summary my lips brushed against yours and all i could remember was the artifical soda on your mouth. your tanned hands intertwined with mine, the world missing from our view. did your lips always have a chalky aftertaste? >pov. bbh tw // -angst -implied suicide

⚠️ [ON HIATUS] ⚠️ This book may include: - Smut [S] - Fluff [F] - Angst [A] - The gayest shit my mlm ass can come up with Every chapter will include warnings at the start to avoid triggers :D