⠀ ͓ ͓ 𝕯 𝑖̲ 𝐚 𝐛 ❦ 𝐥 𝐢 𝐜⠀༢྄

⠀a gentle hum followed her embrace,  a  song she recalled from her long lost past that loomed  over her.     ❜   little  puppy ~   ❛   she  cooed,    tender in her tone.       ❜   how long has it been since you felt such warmth?    ❛  a  rhetorical question,  a hand running  through dyed tangles of hair.       ❜   i wish to heal you,  keep you safe..   i  feel for you,  dear.    ❛  her words spoke as soft as a choir of angels,  a  slice of heaven given through mere words alone -- one would think it was witchcraft.   ❜   stay like this with me for a moment;  let yourself breathe, why don't you?   ❛

⠀⠀  ৎ ﹡    ៹⠀ @goldencage ꓹ ⠀ the warmth offered from the cradled arms of a halovian made him seem to pause from one's resistance.  orifices widened⸺countenance gradually soften.  the urge to shove her off from his form had died down.  somehow finding himself leaning into the comforting embrace.  lips would part,  hesitant to speak out of the abrupt succour. ⠀"  you⸺  " ⠀expression twists,  guilt simmering.  asael shouldn't trouble this individual,  with how pathetic he's being. ⠀"  get off.  fuck..  " ⠀even with all his strength,  one could not muster to separate himself off her  ..  suddenly feeble.  for he found momentary solace.

      ❜   I'm easily  enraptured by people,    ❛    she  hums  honestly,    spinning  round elegantly to stand in front of the taller man.   seraphia  brings her hands together and to the side of her cheek,  innocently leaning onto the back of her palm.      ❜   I'm  curious of you,  how could I not be?   i can keep my distance, but the warmth of a person is far to enamouring  for me to leave alone..    ❛

⠀⠀  ৎ ﹡    ៹⠀ @goIdencage ꓹ ⠀ "  so fucking persistent.  are you always like this to the people you come across?  " ⠀it's somewhat snarky,  a lazy smile drawn along a scoff.  though intrigued of her motives,  he'd observe⸺how her figure had come closer..  followed by the touch placed to his arm.  not that it bothered him. ⠀"  you wouldn't want to know that.  aren't you getting a little too intimate?  "

     her smile grew a little wider,   hands clasped under her wings and behind her back.  her head tilts, and a little giggle cheekily passes her lips. 
                       ❜   perhaps I wish to get to know you a little better.     ❛    she  answered  simply,  walking herself  over a little more.  when she had just gotten  to his  side,  she  leaned in, brushing along his arm.       ❜    wonderful,   it seems luck has been on my side today.  I wonder,  what do you normally do?  ❛

@6THEYES  ⠀∗     I AM NEOW

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* on @4thepile & @anaktsz pwease

/    RAHHH uhm. worried teehee

/  intro  ?  ^^  [ @bloodshound ]

﹡   ᰭ  VI.̲⠀⠀⠀never was he going to be content.  every risk was not worth it, as it only worsened. asael had to survive in his own way; had to escape the toxicity from the owner who abused him in every aspect unimaginable. even as he managed to convince his owner to work.. it was no different from what he had experienced. the same, horrors that haunted him never ended⸺and he won't ever have the courage to escape the impregnable cycle of this system. he longed to be free, at least, to be held in a warm embrace.. to be seen and appreciated. yet he will have to forcefully live this life with contempt, this is what ‘god’ had bestowed to him after all.. how cruel. the result of this miserable life had made asael aggressive; to guard himself.. cover himself from the filth with a hardened attitude to never show his insecurities and self hatred.

﹡   ᰭ  V.̲⠀⠀⠀asael’s body slowly adjusted to this cycle, every dose of the illicit use of the drugs would increase, and it felt like asael’s body have become one with the filth; disgusting. he's never seen himself in the same light before, some nights he would cry from having to be enforced of the intake; would sob whenever he felt his body go numb, his lips would open and quiver yet his voice fails to plead.. while his weakened figure were to be toyed. it was frustrating to experience this helplessness with a body rendered to nothingness due to the toxic substances. the pet would simply witness it, and feel it time and time again. there were those times, where he did wish for his life to be taken by the drugs; not the filth that kept hold of him underneath. asael was beyond repair⸺forced to get tattoos; piercings. it hurt, it hurt.. everything did. his skin is marred by things he's never asked, yet to the owner it was a beautiful symbol of authority and ownership that it.. owned this violent pet. his owner loved to see him break, glamorized it. it thought that putting pretty accessories to his pet would be lovely, yet he ultimately broke him.

﹡   ᰭ  IV.̲⠀⠀⠀ something about asael’s tendency to resist, defend—angered his owner. various ‘methods’ were needed to be done, saying it would benefit their pet’s behavior... an improvement it would hope. the poor pet went through several errors to these measures. he was forced to take ‘medications’ and dodgy substances. it was the only way to tame him, surmised the owner who relished the suffering of the pet human. his body was twitching uncontrollably, for once; weak and feeble under the influence of the intake of numerous substances. the pet human's vision dimmed, his lips parted as he puked out the medication; eiran’s body denying the prominent dose. he couldn't feel himself anymore.. it was difficult to breath, to think. it was to the point he could hear one's pumping heartbeat, drumming against his ears with every heavy heave from one's chest.（...） the alien loved it, enjoyed the adorable way his limbs tried to desperately move.. yet failed to do so. for once he seemed so cute like this, so helpless that it took advantage of him.. for it was its way of showcasing affection; a treat for its pet. and this would occur everytime it had desired to see him get so utterly destroyed.

⠀⠀  ৎ ﹡    ៹⠀ @anaktsz ꓹ ⠀ "  you're unauthorized on this area.  and you got the nerve to say you  ‘know’  shit?  " ⠀audibly,  the guard scoffs. ⠀"  clearly you don't.  you're just making it worse for you.  and i'm also warning you,  unless you want to fuck up and get caught–  "

@bloodshound       ∗      i’m not. i know what i’m doing, you’re in my way.

⠀⠀  ৎ ﹡    ៹⠀ @anaktsz ꓹ ⠀ he shoved. ⠀"  .. you must be daft.  "

⠀⠀  ৎ ﹡    ៹⠀ @anaktsz ꓹ ⠀ "  and your name is—?  "

@bloodshound         ∗        my name was added, my father should be in room 011. check for it again,      [he presses, eyes narrowing as though the bouncer was the one who had provided elian with the inconvenience.]

⠀⠀  ৎ ﹡    ៹⠀ @anaktsz ꓹ ⠀ "  ha,  what are you..  a clown?  " ⠀he scoffed. ⠀"  just who are you foolin'?  you're not in the list of performers.  "

⠀⠀  ৎ ﹡    ៹⠀ @paratises ꓹ ⠀ "  ...  " ⠀can't even protest.  it seemed like the most logical option.  there's a groan,  but asael relents from the tangent. ⠀"  you must be exhausted.  i'll go get some water-  "

“   tell  unsha  i  said  the  same  thing.   he  wants  me  at  best.   take  a  break  with  me.   they  can’t  kill  who  they  can’t  find.   “

⠀⠀  ৎ ﹡    ៹⠀ @paratises ꓹ ⠀ "  break?  they'll fucking kill me if i say you're unavailable for another few minutes.  "

      ` `  you.   ` `     he  practically snarled,  leaning back where he was sat ( more like stuck with those restraints ).     `  `     you gotta take your break here?  you hidin',  or something?    ` `

⠀⠀  ৎ ﹡    ៹⠀ @rebelations ꓹ ⠀ "  the fuck are you spouting about?  " ⠀questioned asael,  brows creased to the insolent comment. ⠀"  don't want anything..  just taking a break.  "