VELVET & VENOM. ( oc story )
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Last published Thu, May 1, 2025
❝she's the kinda girl...
that gets stuck in your head
like an annoying melody. ❞
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𝘼 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙜𝙚. |"𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣'𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣 𝙄𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙬𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜."| |"𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙊𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙚-𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣... 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚."| 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙯𝙯𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮, 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙄𝙩 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮. 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 & 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 -He has a condition called Synesthesia where he can taste colors/sounds. -She suffers from (DPD) Dependent personality disorder. 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒎(Past) || A 16-year-old who was given away at 14, now living In an orphanage planning his escape, but stumbles upon a young girl before his leave. 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒎 (Present) || A businessman who now works In an art museum showcasing his art based on memories from his past. ・‥...━━━━━━━☁
𝙂𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙮 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 - 𝙏𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙓 𝙏𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍
𝑨 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 - ___ "𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧?" ___ 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴. 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘈 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴; 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦. 𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳. ___
𝙍𝘼𝙕𝙊𝙍. - 𝙔𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙓 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍 ✓
𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳, 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴, 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. --- A juxtaposition, you were to him. As the teenage world - high school - seemed to collapse under the pressures of social groups and conforming to the image one presented, you were more than one-dimensional than many assumed. You stood in the spotlight that everyone assumed you wanted, whilst he could only linger by the sidelines, a quiet observer to whom you never expected to find such comfort with. Yet the further you sink into the hole of his life, the nuance he had and how eccentric he seemed, would you grow more and more desensitised to the worst he could show, as the horrors of his mind would lay bare by the simple factor of his infatuation. ---Complete
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