Red - catalyst25

Red

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Parts 2
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Reads 28
Votes 11
Parts 2
Time 5m

aot aotfanfic attackontitan erenjaeger mikasaackerman shingekinokyojin

Red was all around that day

From the blood on the ground to the scarf his bloody fingers had wrapped around my neck

The red is always nearAll Rights Reserved

aot aotfanfic attackontitan erenjaeger mikasaackerman shingekinokyojin

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I held in my hands what looked like a spine. Blood dripped down to the end. It gathered instead of dripping off. It collected into a long blade. A scythe. The white of the bone handle and the red of the blood blade clashed. But it was beautiful. I held the scythe in both hands. A pattern carved itself onto the bone. It was beautiful. Swirls blackened the color of the overall white. This was my innocence. It was breath taking.

"And when she touched him he turned ruby red. A story that they'll never forget" {Eddie x OC}

ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ~ { ChishiyaxOc } by jeonsroses-

"So you think you can have me?" He raises an eyebrow as his hands are tucked away in his pockets. Taking a step forward, you tilt your head in a taunting manner. "I mean... Couldn't I?"

He stared into my eyes with disbelief. I could tell he was thinking, "you crazy fucking kid." I kept my head high as my neck continued to bleed. Warnings: Abuse Cursing F slur Blood Suicidal Thoughts

I swallowed thickly as I felt a cold hand wrap around my ankle and suddenly I was pulled

The question you'll be most likely to ask if you red this.

•• A single look at the razor blade he knew it won't be effective in cutting a few nerves in his wrist. He strode the length of his room anxiously looking around each corner of the room gawking for a suitable sharp object. His eyes settled on the fruit basket, where a large knife was stuck between the medium-sized apples and oranges. Those fruits were recommended by his nutritionist for his vitamins usefulness, however, those didn't help him but the knife comes across to be intriguing and benefitting. With his trembling hands, he drew out the knife and noticed his reflection on the smooth and mirroring surface. His face had paled like ghost, dark eye bags beneath his eyes, his usual twinkling eyes were short of life. His happiness for the past two weeks didn't last for long. To no extent, it tears a collection of tissues of his left wrist. The sharp alloy of steel made its way to the abyss cutting through his couple of nerves. Unable to control the pain building inside his system, he groaned and steadily held the pillar of the balcony. He tried not to shout and moved towards the corner, in the process his foot hit the coffee table resulting in the mugs falling and shattering down. He with his glassy eyes looked down, the marble floor was still clean but a few blood droplets were fast in plunging and making their spot on the ground •• Started-07/12/2021 Completed-24/01/2022

The bruises were fresh, already splotted with sickly yellows and gruesome purples, still red in some places and shaped unmistakably like fingers; as though someone had decided to fingerpaint all over his intern's neck. Jesse had suspected bullies. Now he kinda wished it had been. WARNING: DARK THEMES, VIOLENCE TOWARDS A MINOR.

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I held in my hands what looked like a spine. Blood dripped down to the end. It gathered instead of dripping off. It collected into a long blade. A scythe. The white of the bone handle and the red of the blood blade clashed. But it was beautiful. I held the scythe in both hands. A pattern carved itself onto the bone. It was beautiful. Swirls blackened the color of the overall white. This was my innocence. It was breath taking.

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