𝑹une.

❛ of love & loss. ❜

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝑹une.
⠀
⠀all i've ever wanted,
⠀was to crawl into your arctic
⠀& hold you ; unscathed.
⠀
⠀ —— ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾.

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

Seems most fitting, to me.

[𖠋 𝐐 . @BACTERIACENE]

evanescent .

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

Today's word is...

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

Unleash your thoughts.

I'm listening. Attentively.
You can be sure.

[𖠋 𝐐 . @BACTERIACENE]

💭 . . .

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀gagged yet?
⠀

[⋆˙⟡ @veinafterdark]

of course you can take the lead.. just don’t hesitate when I take it back.

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

@BACTERIACENE "Maybe I'm psychic", he retorts, dark humour carving a curve across his bitter mouth.

"Anything else you'd like a closer look at?"

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

@BACTERIACENE to appease, less alone such a humiliating examination.

There are exceptions, however, it seems.

Despite the silent, frigid objection now, he cuts her study short but lingers within, held by life, and death, and warmed by her curiosity. --

[𖠋 𝐐 . @BACTERIACENE]

:¨ ·.· ¨:
`· . @bytheoaktree

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

|| Follow recommendations are welcome. Active corners searching for plots.

Message lists of UNs?

Would like to get some claws into regular interactions.

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

A long, slow, deeply peaceful evening.

Without a drop of blood spilled.

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

@BACTERIACENE 'enthusiastic' 'ahh' for her viewing pleasure.

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

@BACTERIACENE throughout this morbid sparring.

"If my eyes ever strayed, you'd gouge them out. However. Is that a request?", he blows a scoff past his lips and retreats, though is wise enough to humour her just enough, and remains on his knees; mouth casually parting to stage an --

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

The midnight hour; and a sea of unwelcome reveries hang heavy on Rune's drifting lids.

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝑹une.
⠀
⠀all i've ever wanted,
⠀was to crawl into your arctic
⠀& hold you ; unscathed.
⠀
⠀ —— ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾.

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

boundary between them, and kneels before her. "I know".

That quiet confidence hasn't dulled during this grave absence, evidently.

"For what purpose? Would you like to place the enamel on a chain and bound it around your waist in celebration?"

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

That knowing stare slices right through, consumed by the all-too-familiar summoning. So effortlessly she gnaws her way underneath his skin.

A cold, sharp curve of lip vanishes with ease, replaced by a subtle acknowledgement of the raging sky above as he tests the silent --

[𖠋 𝐐 . @BACTERIACENE]

my operating theatre 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 of you .

( * vicarious admissions . he reads between the lines
before her maw so much as blooms . )

prostrate your spirit . . . show us those 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩 .

[𝑹une. @bytheoaktree]

I'm present, believe. Merely subdued.

The mundane has a vice grip.
Shake things up for me.

[𖠋 𝐐 . @BACTERIACENE]

do you tread
where we can follow .ᐣ

[۟ @godsfell]

i desire violently and i wait.