SweetFatality

// if anyone else is on finals, I dearly wish you the best luck!!! Dedicate your heart >:3 

forvanity

⠀⠀⠀the shifter would simply watch as the woman travels through the forest,   silently following her as she took photos of nature.   he didn't know what the object in her hands was,   curious as he went along,   making noise to alert her.

hyrded

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              CA͟I͟N͟     WALKED  AMONG  THE  LIVELY  STREET  ON  NEW  YEAR’S   EVE ..    alone  ,  desolate  and  full    of   bitter  remarks  ,   watched  the  mortals  gush  with  happiness .   the  crowd   was  loud ,  screams   and  laughter  filled  every  corner   of  the street .   something  twisted  inside  of  him ,  heart devoid  of  life  ,  begged  him  to  fill  the  empty  gap   in  his  heart ..  but  it   was  impossible  when  he  loathed   the  world  and  everything  …   in  it .  it   was   the  loneliness  ,  laced   of  determination ,   forced  him  to  take  a  step  further  into   the   conjoined  crowd   chanting   the  holiday songs .   but   it   was   the   twinkling    gaze  ,    a  mortal  caught   in  between    that  halted   his  steps  and   everything   around   the   angel    turned  from   misery  …  to   sudden  intrigue .   his   motives    were  hidden   and  unknown  ,   for   a   man  such   as   himself  ,  was   as   dangerous    as   the  lying   devil  .  who   knew   why   he  stepped  into   a  town   he  barely   knew   and   stared   at   the  female    who’d   had   captured  his  attention . 

hellslyrics

‛   sullivan  noted   the  hint  of   disappointment   in  her  eyes.  twas   a   burning   flame,    spiking   with  bright  fire,  glowed   as   the  emotion   danced   so  vividly.   twas   ..    strange   in   a  good  sense  how  a  mortal   like  her,     wore  her  expression   upon  her   sleeves.     watching  as   she   patted   her   coat,     he   shifted   closer   to   her   at  the  sudden  push   from  a  group  of  of  young,   giving  women   making  their  way  past  them.                  was  it  a  blessing   or  a  curse?   he  couldn’t   decide,   jaw   clenching.
            
            “i  can  tell  you’re   disappointed.     don’t  be,   it’s    the   large  crowds   and   this  different  atmosphere   draining  my  energy.            the  air  is   raw  and  too  suffocating   for  my  lungs.   but  maybe   it’s  my  head   messing  with  me,   who   knows.”     shoulders   lift   in   a  shoulder,    voice   tight   with  emotions,    “would  you  show  me   the    hotels?   if   you’re  not   too  busy.”
            
            revised  reply   &&   original  muse. 
            2024. 02. 29.          (continued). 
                                                    @SweetFatality.
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SweetFatality

    ~ { @callides  }
            
                    W̲e̲l̲l̲ ̲i̲s̲n̲'̲t̲ ̲t̲h̲e̲ ̲f̲o̲r̲e̲i̲g̲n̲e̲r̲ ̲a̲ ̲p̲a̲r̲t̲y̲ ̲p̲o̲o̲p̲e̲r̲ ,  Petra thought.  It was her first time going out of her lighthouse to socialise in a long time and this man wanted to end it. Yes , she felt disappointed. However , she also couldn't push herself to be rude and simply ignore him. Tourists were to be treated with care and kindness. 
            
                Her lips pursed , glossy with the moisture given by the drink. 
            
               " I understand. There are a couple of inns and a small hotel. They are quite affordable ", she informed the man while standing up and patting her coat, making wrinkles disappear. If the man wasn't carrying any money with himself, she would have to think of another more... comprised option. She hoped for that not to be the case.
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hyrded

 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ﮩـ ⠀⫘⫘⫘⠀. ﮩـ
                                               @SweetFatality 
            
                   She  was  loud.   Her   speech  fast,   of   soft   tone,   was   anything   but   sweeter   than  honey.  He  could  tell  it  was  her  deep  soul,   full   of  humanity,   that  seeped   through   and  filled  every  corner  of   the  tavern,   whilst    his?      He  held   a  black    heart,   hence  ..   darkness   stood   behind  him,     ready   to  covet   the  very   walls    of    the  tavern      in   nothing   but  blackness.   In   the  same  moment  of  space,    they  were  two  opposites.    And  for   that   being  the  matter,     Káel    only   seemed   to   narrow   his   gaze   at  Petra. 
              
                      “I    do    not      drink,”     he   tells   her,   “it   is   off - limits    for   roy —   me.”       biting     onto    his   tongue,     the  word     almost   slips   through   before   he  corrects   himself,     beginning   to   turn   away   immediately.     He   was   tired.   And  the  last   thing   he   wanted   was   another   soul    trying    to    pry  int   his  personal  life. 
                
                    “I      see.      When   can   we  retire   for   the  evening?  I   am   in  dire  need   of   rest.    I   cannot  ..    handle      social     gatherings   for   far   too   long.”         was    it   safe    to  assume     she   wouldn’t     pry    on     him?      He   knew   not   the  answer,       glowering   as   he   swallowed   bitterly,      ached   inside   as    the   sudden   onslaught   pain    of    his  temples     pounding   came   through,    making    him   desperate   to    want   to   leave   and   find    someplace  ..   quieter.
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cruelteas

* * the male would look over at the woman who stood beside him at the railing that overlooked the water , he would lean over and kiss her cheek tenderly * *

SweetFatality

@sadeycs  
            
            Petra wasn't expecting the sweet gesture at all. A gasp came out of her lips as she turned her head around to meet his icy eyes. "Captain?!" she blurted out, cheecks turning cherry red. Her heart jumped inside her chest. 
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