bittybites

/ never saw this until now because notifications suck but maybe a spam on @eternaIdance please

@bittybites 
            
            "Don't apologize, it's not your fault."
            [  He collected the remainder of her tears and was patient enough with her despite seeing new ones resurface. Surely, he was tired and worn out, his eyes carried a weight in them that proved he was low on energy in total, but he forced himself to be selfless and kind just this once. Levi scoffed softly when she began to apologize, again, for waking him up, and sighed when new tears came gushing out as if from a broken faucet. He really wasn't well-versed with emotions. ] "I said don't be sorry." [ He whispered, and wiped her face before bowing down to kiss her forehead. The older one was running out of ideas, and stuck with a crying child he felt rather imprisoned in his own lack of empathy. Swallowing, he glanced around the room before moving his hands from her face and walking to his bedside table. Soon, a small lamp lit up the corner, only illuminating his bed, table, and Levi as he slowly sat on his bed again. His green eyes still glowed in the darkness as he watched her in a silent invitation. ] "Nightmares are normal. That is your brain processing the past." [ The Russian slowly muttered, and patted the space beside him. ] "Come here and let's talk."

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            nasrin felt awful , she didn ' t want to wake him up . hells , she wasn ' t even going to tell him about it . all she was meant to do was peek in to make sure he was still there .. still with her . still / alive / . and seeing he was , well .. she broke . as she had fully prepared herself to be gone in one way or another if she opened that door . the moment her face was held and her bright locked wete brushed back , she pressed her cheek deeper into his palm as her tears were collected into little pallets against his thumb . ` ` i bit it when i woke up , it was an accident . it was . ` ` she quickly answered , hiccups following the tremble in her voice . ` ` i ' m sorry that I woke you up . i ' m sorry . ` ` the child felt her duel eyes lock upon the green ones the other possessed . her tongue ached and so did her head . it always did when she had started to cry . how pitiful she felt , and to be fair . she did also look quite pitiful . but it ' a not like she ' d know that , not entirely anyway . 
            
            
            ♡ ;; // my shaylas .. i love them sm

@bittybites 
            
            [  In a half-asleep state, Levi had sat up in his bed. His hair was a blackened mess over his eyes, and they - squinting and worried - fixated on the tiny vampire standing near his bed, illuminated golden by the light from the hallway. Levi furrowed his brows softly, and pushed his hair away to take a closer look at her. She was shaking, sobbing and trying to collect the tears but with each wipe new followed. Watching her struggle in that paradox made his cold, dead heart ache. ] "Oh, Nasrin..." [ He sighed softly, and moved the covers away to set his feet firmly on the ground. Levi was never good with children, and even worse with tears- but he knew there was no one else to save the situation. Only him. Gently, he scooted to the edge of the bed before standing up. His cold hand found her cheek, brushing the fresh tears away with his thumb while the other pushed her bright hair aside to take a closer look. ] "Did you bite it?" [ The Russian quietly asked, as if a louder tone of voice would shatter her; that's how fragile she felt. Even to the touch, she was a meek, frightened thing. Levi released a small 'tsk' sound, and used his other hand to gently cup her face. ] "Did you hurt yourself on accident, little bat?"

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♡《 they almost escaped . almost . snow covered the forests beyond the castle walls , cold and untouched beneath the night sky . freedom sat only a few steps away when the council caught them . her brother knew immediately there would be no saving himself . with tears running down his face , he threw her into a snowbank and screamed for her to run . terrified , she obeyed . she ran through the darkness while sobs tore from her throat . she never looked back . the last thing she heard was her brother fighting . then screaming . then choking . then gurgling . and finally the wet , horrible sound of his heart being ripped from his chest . by morning , the silverthorn castle was nothing but ash and smoke . the royal line was gone . all except for one frightened little girl running alone through the snow , carrying the last surviving drop of silverthorn blood in the world that decided to take everything from her .
            

♡《 her brother carried her through smoke - filled corridors while the castle burned around them . halfway through their escape , she looked back . she wished every day that she hadn ' t . she saw her mother and father surrounded by council executioners . she saw them fight until the very end . then she saw hands seize them . she watched her father ' s head torn from his body . watched her mother ' s follow moments later . both heads were thrown into the fire like discarded trophies . their hearts were ripped free and cast into the flames after them . her brother tried to shield her eyes , but it was too late . the images carved themselves into her mind like a scar .