Eoghan Wilde

This is going to be 𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓲𝓫𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵, 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮. {#Lore}

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

“No fighting
No fightin’...
No fuckin’ fighting.”

Third eldest Wilde
Part of @BloodInBoston
18+

[Mr. Dominic Portwood @MrPortwood]

// Please, I need an Urban Legends and Mythology teacher for Dom to gently mock 🥺

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate - you’re begging for me to just end this pathetic existence of yours.”

The tip of a scalpel trailed down her throat, light enough to not cause any real damage.

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗 {TW}

Autumn was well and truly on its way. The trees seamlessly transitioned from bright green, to warm holds and reds. The sky streaked with colour as the sun set beyond the edge of the world (@HarborOfFate )~

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate Eoghan’s jaw clenched as she spoke. God, she was irritating.

Moving to a record player, he moved the needle down, and the haunting tones Lacrymosa infected the air.

He turned back to her, his hand cracking against her cheek.

“It’s like~ you want to die. Like~

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate - you, sweetheart.”

He moved to a set of drawers, rummaging around before turning back as he pulled on a pair of black gloves.

“Any preference of music as we do this?”

He chuckled, turning back to her with a knife in hand.

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate “Get it over with?”

He repeated, a huffed laugh pulling a smirk across his features as he shook his head.

“Oh no. No no no no no. You’ve not been paying attention little bird. There is not ‘getting it over and done with’. There is no easy way out of this, for~

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate - you will exist as an example to others as to what will happen to them should they cross our family.”

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate - front of you.”

He searched her features, revelling in the fear that radiated from her.

“Or are there others, perhaps? I made the mistake of trusting you. Of not researching you. But don’t worry, I’ve got people on it. I will break you. Re-mould you... and~

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate - stay her struggles. He tied her hands above her head, the rope tight enough to bite into the flesh.

“There we go.”

He huffed, watching her.

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate - he chuckled as he saw the tears in her eyes and gripped her jaw.

“Oh, little bird. Don’t cry.”

He chuckled, gripping her hair and standing. He picked up the rope before throwing her to the bed.

For a big guy, he was quick, placing his knee on her chest to~

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate - onto her throat. His nails dug into the soft flesh beneath him.

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate - had your fucking chance, bitch. You’ve become soft.”

He now pressed against the wounded shoulder, shifting his weight in order to do the same to the opposite side.

“You’re not a very fucking clever cunt, are you? Hmm?”

Eoghan snarled, his hand slamming down~

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate - thus against her shoulder. A grin twisted his features as he repeated the action.

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate - hand kept her shoulders down as he settled his weight on her stomach.

“Perhaps I should clip your wings, little bird.”

He crooned, leaning down until his face was close to hers once again. One hand released her shoulder, only to come down with a sickening~

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate - Eoghan dragged her to the floor, stepping on the wrist holding the knife.

“Drop it.”

He growled, pressing down harder on the wrist, feeling the bones bend under his weight.

[Eoghan Wilde @ForgivablePride]

@HarborOfFate A chuckle passed his lips as smoke spilled from them. God, he loved taunting people.

“I didn’t realise a dog could have so much influence over you. But then, you are a bitch.”

He flicked the cigarette at her, before using the distraction to launch at her.~