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kasumi can barely hold eye contact with them. it is fleeting and she is undeserving of it. she can’t turn tail now ─── fingers continue their trail, carefully; she’s not pressing too harshly, she’s making sure to stay »
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confusion is clear in brown eyes, brows furrowed as they look into her eyes, “ what are you sorry for? it’s not like it was your dog. ” blissfully unaware, leaning into the touch. it’s soothing, they have no idea why, but there is
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» clear of the jagged edges. a breathy chuckle, soft: 〝 it shouldn’t have happened to you. 〞 then, her movements stop, eyes moving to search neck for signs of a burn, 〝 𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩. you should try and get a refund. i think »
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she tries to speak again but all that comes out is something strangled / the g͟u͟i͟l͟t makes her choke. 〝 i know. i just─── 〞 a broken whimper, fingers moving to ghost the flesh around the wound. somehow, her 𝘰𝘸𝘯 scars »
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“ you don’t know that, sumi. ” a small huff, but they nod. swiftly removing jacket, a scarred bite mark clear against reddened skin. “ it got better for a while, and not the itching is worse. ”
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〝 it 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 help. 〞 she inches closer to them, mumbled worries turn hushed as she nears shoulder. hand raises, fingers hover atop clothes. mouth dries up, 〝 can i── can i see? 〞
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[ ... ] heed canon──typical warnings : blood, h͟e͟ɑ͟v͟y gore, unhealthy relationship dynamics, death / death of animals, body horror, self──harming behaviors, talks of religion, body mutilation, etc.
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