i am made of bullets; shrapnel /// you are solar flares and soft lips
better creatures could love you i know ///
better creatures could love you i know ///
As he finishes up, she ensures the coat is tight and buttoned properly, making sure she can last for as long as possible wearing the beautiful red clothing that he’d created for her precisely for this moment. And it gives her the opportunity to focus on something else while she talks about her internal worries and fears, jaw working slightly as her bright blue gaze lifts to meet him as he slips on the furs to join her. “I know.” She says softly – because if he had shamed her for it, the man she grew up idolizing, well…
Let’s just say she’d certainly not be where she is right now if he had.
“I know I have different motivations and things now, but sometimes I feel like it’s just a reversion back to that.” The bloodlust, mostly, even though deep down she’s content and perfectly fine with such carnal acts, the more time she spends around some of the others, the more she realizes that’s not exactly the case. Her saving grace right now was Danta, of all people.
She sighs, shaking out her hands a little before she makes her way to the back door. She looks at him for a moment and offers a gentle smile of gratitude, seeing Zuriel out and about, awaiting to intervene should she need to. “Ready?” She asks him, despite knowing that it’s her they wait on. So she takes a deep breath, tail curling around her leg before she opens the door and steps out, walking amongst the drifts of snow and cold and ice, already set on edge as she makes her way a little bit further from the entrance of the backyard, awaiting his and Zuriel’s arrival, hands shoved deeply into the pockets and shoulders to her ears.
Let’s just say she’d certainly not be where she is right now if he had.
“I know I have different motivations and things now, but sometimes I feel like it’s just a reversion back to that.” The bloodlust, mostly, even though deep down she’s content and perfectly fine with such carnal acts, the more time she spends around some of the others, the more she realizes that’s not exactly the case. Her saving grace right now was Danta, of all people.
She sighs, shaking out her hands a little before she makes her way to the back door. She looks at him for a moment and offers a gentle smile of gratitude, seeing Zuriel out and about, awaiting to intervene should she need to. “Ready?” She asks him, despite knowing that it’s her they wait on. So she takes a deep breath, tail curling around her leg before she opens the door and steps out, walking amongst the drifts of snow and cold and ice, already set on edge as she makes her way a little bit further from the entrance of the backyard, awaiting his and Zuriel’s arrival, hands shoved deeply into the pockets and shoulders to her ears.
kiada
/// but now they'll have to get through me
my love should wear a warning sign, damn right i remember you
my love should wear a warning sign, damn right i remember you
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
