ithanam

*    bruh.

k_adin

*     i love cunty santa claus
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ithanam

@videtamare / @starlest  *  @wattpad making my icon 144p ain't cute but at least the themes slaps.
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edaxrerum

*      YASSHCBDHZ

ithanam

ଉ̩͙̥ ₊ID˚: ❝̲ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss/ʰᵒʷ ᶠᵃʳ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ⁱᵗ ᵍᵒ? @videtamare: ⠀they do.  (..)  I LIKE THE STING.  [  there's hardly any shame to what kiernan says when it leaves his mouth,  silverware still clutched in-between two fingers as if he'll begin eating at any moment. AND YET, HE DOESN'T. instead, his hands keep moving. idly, absentmindedly, /viciously/,  until the beautiful platter showcased before him is ruined, reduced to an unappetizing mush of dark beet roots & what he'd believed to be the rouxentian edition of sautéed potatoes.  HE'S NOT LOOKING AT LUCKY.  he's too busy scrutinizing his own reflection in a chalice,  less than pleased at what he sees.  IT'S THE FOOD THAT'S TAKEN A TOLL ON HIM, THAT'S GOT TO BE IT!  IT'S NOT THE AIR,  the way he can barely breathe in this room without wishing to collapse,  IT'S NOT THE WAY HE'S FOLLOWED TOBIAS HERE BLINDLY,  knowing what it'd entail, because he'll find anything else to be angry at besides the king himself.  ]   what's got y' /so curious/ all of a sudden?  
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ithanam

ଉ̩͙̥ ₊ID˚: ❝̲ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss/ʰᵒʷ ᶠᵃʳ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ⁱᵗ ᵍᵒ? @videtamare: ⠀(..)   [  KIERNAN'S SILENCE IS MAINTAINED AS HE ENTERS THE POOL,  hardly keen on disclosing his identity if it means losing their cooperation.  he's well aware that the terms they're on are not the greatest,  & that the tie between them & the king is worse in nature.  it pains him more than he'd like to admit; watching as everything plays out before his eyes. TRUE, HIS OWN DISLIKE FOR THEM IS OBVIOUS, but never had kiernan thought of treating them so cruelly, even whilst he stubbornly sides with tobias.  (THE ONLY THING THAT'S KEEPING ME HERE IS LOVE. /always playing the fool/,)  this process is one he's experienced himself twice before, both occurrences passing in minutes that felt strangely like seconds, but kiernan feels that this will not be the same.  his fingers tangle into their hair,  gently tugging,  to alert them of his presence. & it is mere seconds away from beginning the first step,  when he whispers:  ]   it's better that y' don't know.  [  THERE THE MONARCH IS SUBMERGED IN WATER THAT HE ALWAYS ASSUMED TO BE HOLY,  careful when he counts the seconds underneath his breath,  for he couldn't be too early nor too late.  HE WAS NEVER TOLD THE CONSEQUENCES.  but he was certain they'd be too much of a burden to carry.  ] 
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hejmfru

*        OH SURE I’LL DROP SOMETHING: GO TO SLEEP BITCH

ithanam

@loviecide   *    I FELT THIS COMING BUT I DID AFTER I MADE MYSELF REPLY TKDMBEBSS
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ithanam

ଉ̩͙̥ ₊ID˚: ❝̲ @strikentome:  UH,  (...)  YEAH?  [  CAUGHT RED-HANDED.  kiernan didn't think toby would catch on that quickly,  (/thinking/ was his first mistake,)   but then again they were HIS clothes.  it wouldn't be difficult to recognize,   which is why kiernan was cursing himself now for not conjuring up a decent excuse.  ]   i, uh  —  (this is what i get for being hindsighted..)   i'm tryin' something new?
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ithanam

ଉ̩͙̥ ₊ID˚: ❝̲ @videtamare:  and what makes y' think i'd let you slip away  /this/  easily?  [  IT DOESN'T TAKE MUCH TO PISS A JYNX OFF.  (  i mean, that is the point \ purpose of shadows flowing through my veins,  no?  to let them feel my rage?  )  pale apricot hues boring into the red swan's soul is the sight he greets them with,  the chains constricting their lithe figure the only noise ringing in his ears.  it had been made clear  —  one of them would not walk away /alive/  —  & kiernan had placed every bet on his LUCK that the grave dug soon after would not be for him.  ]   you can crush my skull,  for all i care  ──   ME & YOU BOTH KNOW HOW THIS WILL END IF I DON'T GET ANSWERS SOON.  

ithanam

ଉ̩͙̥ ₊ID˚: ❝̲ @strikentome:   ireland,  'm from ireland  ──   definitely not a native,  that's for certain.  [  he chuckles,  running a hand through cherry - red locks.  ]  you know ..  for someone who's from france,  y' sure don't sound like it.  what's up with that?  are you a defector,  or somethin'?  [  the inquiry comes with a lift of his brow,  eyes narrowed at him as his head tilts to the side  ──  similar in nature to that of a cat  ──  though the only person he'd let get away with such a comparison is his mother.  ]

ithanam

*    bruh.

k_adin

*     i love cunty santa claus
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ithanam

@videtamare / @starlest  *  @wattpad making my icon 144p ain't cute but at least the themes slaps.
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ithanam

⋆ ▃  [ THIS YOUR ID? ] ✨ ⊹  , @strikentome ™:   can't i jus'—-  can't ya stay a little bit longer?  you know well by now how clingy i get..  i need /EMOTIONAL/ support.  [  folding arms across his chest,  kiernan huffed,  like that of a child being told no when inquiring for something.  ]   y' can't blame me for wanting to cuddle,  you're so damn good at it.

ithanam

✩  ⌬ ،  ❴ ID  //  TOBY ❵  ⇲ ☪ @strikentome:  i did,  [  teeth gently clamping down on his tongue,  kiernan bites back a wince,  the idea of how vulnerable he was in this moment more formidable than he could handle.  he /wanted/ this,  undeniably so;  to be held,  to feel safe in anastasius' arms—-  but nervousness would get him nowhere nearer to fulfilling this intent.  (  just suck it UP already!  you're gonna lean back into his arms,  &.  feel all niiice n' mushy &. it'll be like /heaven/—  isn't this how this thing works?  )  swallowing the last of his doubts,  kiernan inches closer.  with vibrant orange hues cast upon the doctor,  he takes in his features up close—-  one hand straying away from his side to rest on his cheek.  ]   y' feel warm..  i like it.