𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑.

：through this war, we commence the

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

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𝒊𝐜𝐡͟𝐨͟𝐫͟𝐬͟𝐜͟𝐨͟𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐝⠀╱⠀𝖒𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𓈒
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[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes And if Thaddeus had paid no heed to the etiquette, he would have hurled a chalk that he used to draw on the board at your head. Knowing his bounds, his rage settled through a mild exhale in front of you.

“Nonsense. Have you always had some kind of a brain damage in you?”

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes warning. “Shall we see which of us breaks first?”

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes presence heavy and suffocating.

ㅤ“Careful what you wish for, 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥. By the time I am done indulging you, you will be struggling to remember how to breathe,” he let his thumb press just a fraction harder against the pulse point in your neck, a silent one-second -

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes ㅤ“Such insolence.”

ㅤHis gaze was not quite a glare, yet something about it felt distant to the dangers flashing underneath.

ㅤ“What do you need?”

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes underneath. “You may have mistaken me for your beloved and it’s fair—” a dark, humourless ghost of a sneer pulled at his lips. His fingers curled slightly, nails grazing your skin as a silent promise to crush you little by little. “Haven’t I humoured you enough with this face?”

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes death in Nahrain. Don’t tell me this is your first time learning that?”

ㅤThere was no hurt in his voice, only the cascade into a jagged rasp as his thumb traced the line of a rib with a slow, clinical precision—as if searching for the quickest way to the heart -

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes / Be glad I’m not using that one reaction picture. 😂

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes “Time’s up.”

ㅤIn a swift motion, he let your wrist go to free his eyes. The very foreknowledge of this room led him to shift behind you and shove your figure against the wall—pinned against your own desires.

ㅤ“I could crush you with my bare hands.” he whispered. “Stay still.”

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes matter how absurd—no matter how phony it would make him if spoken through the battlefield instead. “Three. Two.”

ㅤSwallowed back were disdain, thoroughly horrified in the absence of courtesy as you kissed his cheek. “One,” and the lamb looked back to its depleting time, -

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

/ Bafflement.

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes of personal spaces?” cold masked his alert, though yet to pry your hands from his eyes. “You have five seconds to reveal yourself before—what?”

⠀A wig—a wig? He cleared his throat from the lumps of bufflement, “Five, gentleman.”

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

ㅤ“Don’t think of touching me, young man.”

[𝑴atthew Blakely. @SKlNCRAWL]

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“Yes.”

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes of personal spaces?” cold masked his alert, though yet to pry your hands from his eyes. “You have five seconds to reveal yourself before—what?”

⠀A wig—a wig? He cleared his throat from the lumps of bufflement, “Five, gentleman.”

[𝐇𝐄͟𝐂͟𝐓͟𝐎𝐑. @SWANIRAYA]

@Vindilekkes ㅤThe kind of quiet that instilled itself beneath his sense of vulnerability had failed to propagate—it was bound to crack under the weight of a sandpaper in his voice. The grip remained, turning a little tighter, nails digging against the rhythm of your pulse.

ㅤ“An invader -