insurgcnt
// hiatus until i can come back and give you all the attention you deserve. right now a lot of things are going on.
insurgcnt
insurgcnt
his nightmares come in sudden, searing flashes.
cold sinking its fangs into him, paralyzing bone and sinew. ragged breath frozen over pale lips. the blood on his blue fingers glistening in liquid gold and dripping to the ice with a hiss.
all the while, the forest around him howling in savage glee and strangled sorrow.
he wakes with the covers kicked off, his back slick with sweat. he doesn’t go back to sleep on these nights.
kithchilde
WEDDINGS??? are u gettin married
meIioristic
/he sets down a single flower, a small token of what he would consider friendship;
hello, gabriel, I do hope you're faring well!
meIioristic
something, anything really. a part of me wants to go on an adventure, maybe go out and see the world while I still can, you know?
meIioristic
oh good, I can tuck that little bit of knowledge away for the future.
/he visibly perks up when he hears this, a small sigh just barely audible;
You know, I thought I liked it, but now? I'm not so sure, I think some change would be good for me.
meIioristic
/his smile falters, eyes watching the flower spin. it's hard to tell what color the flower is, but he can take his best guess;
hm...I think it's a...yellow daisy. yes. a yellow daisy symbolizes friendship and joy, does it not?
insurgcnt
why had he caught the bouquet?
instinct, really. he’d been arranging the flowers at the centre of a nearby table, oblivious to the goings-on at the altar, when he became quickly aware an object was headed in his direction. he’d blinked at the petals in his hands and looked up to see grinning faces and hear coos and cheers.
the church is dark and empty now, the cross glowing still at the altar. he kneels in front of it, letting the bouquet slip from his fingers in a flurry of blue and golden petals — a beautiful, twinkling sacrifice of tears. the carpet burns his knees.
it’s not true that the person who catches the bouquet will actually find love soon. he knows that. but as golden light caresses his face and absorbs shaky sighs, the bottom of his heart prays otherwise.
insurgcnt
i’ve been listening to the same song on repeat all day. take a guess as to what it is — curious to know what you assume about my taste in music. closest one gets a prize.
meIioristic
i am going to add you on discord -
kithchilde
whats ur discord ^___^
meIioristic
oftentimes i wonder what to say when trying to greet someone for the first time.
but there's really nothing better than a good old fashioned hello.
that being said: hello, i'm joon
meIioristic
they are nothing but an inconvenience to my health. i can assure you that I'm completely human though, perhaps I was just cursed.
meIioristic
it's completely dependent on the situation. sometimes the tears just begin to fall and I've no reason as to why. though I assume it must have to do with I can only remember on a subconscious level. that's so kind of you, I do appreciate the effort.
insurgcnt
are any of you guys on discord or is it just @d3athkink who would hit me up if i made one.
