ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ .

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ℐ was 𝙽𝙾𝚃 born to 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 ── ℐ was born to 𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 how everything 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 .

[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

𝕹𝘖 MAN 𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗦 WITH 𝓦ᴵ͟ᴺ͟ᵀ͟ᴱ͟ᴿ AND NO SOUL 𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗦 WITH 𝕯͟ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᵀ͟ᴴ .

[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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. ꯭ׄ† @falldemcn
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[َ @slaughterot]

i would lick your exit wounds / i would hurt you just to nurse you.

[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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〝 Es mejor que no dormir. 〞
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[ᅠᅠᅠ𝘿𝘼𝙈𝙄𝙀𝙉 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍. @HELLBORNEPRINCE]

Sí. Tomé algo, pero no hizo una mierda. Dos horas fueron aparentemente toda la generosidad que mi cuerpo tenía para ofrecer hoy

[ً @girlpov]

i'm a leaver who also wants to be a lingerer. i leave as soon as i feel the need to, but i'm needy & selfish enough to hope that i linger. maybe that's why i leave in the first place. to linger. to make myself impermanent because i know i already am. #hmm

[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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〝 Qué terrible. ¿Y no pudiste tomar algo para aliviarlo? 〞
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[ᅠᅠᅠ𝘿𝘼𝙈𝙄𝙀𝙉 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍. @HELLBORNEPRINCE]

Una mezcla preciosa de estrés, estar enfermo y mi cerebro decidiendo que las cuatro de la mañana era un momento brutal para no callarse.

[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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〝 ¿Y qué te ha provocado el insomnio? 〞
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[ᅠᅠᅠ𝘿𝘼𝙈𝙄𝙀𝙉 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍. @HELLBORNEPRINCE]

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ㅤ ㅤ𝕭𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐒 𝐃Í𝐀𝐒 𐍂 𝙳𝙾𝚁𝙼Í
ㅤㅤ 𝙻𝙾 𝚀𝚄𝙴 𝖁𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎
ㅤ d͟o͟s͟ 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐒.

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[ᅠᅠoh , who is 𝗵𝗲 .ᐣ @SINSFORSAKEN]

the air is heavy and stale . some acrid powders still linger in it .

[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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the slightest of touches. 〝 From keeping me warm and leaving your scent upon me? I am entirely at your mercy, Rosemary. 〞
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[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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The faintest, most delicate brush of lips leaves him aching for more, yet he dares not disturb the fragile stillness between them. 〝 What is stopping you from doing so? 〞 A sweet, chaste kiss settles upon her flower-soft lips, their noses brushing in

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[‍‍‍ ‍‍‍ ‍‍‍𝖉ea†༙h───𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎᵉᵈ． @erotastasia]

lilac palpebrae languish ﹠ labour to unveil distended pupillae． vision an insensibility、 rather enraptured by cold against feverish skin． twin manus drag over thighs、 desperately grasping fabric as she minutely pivot、

[EphemeralEcho @EphemeralEcho7]

only your hands could unflesh me.

[‍‍‍ ‍‍‍ ‍‍‍𝖉ea†༙h───𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎᵉᵈ． @erotastasia]

@nochbezdna 𓉸、

[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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corner of her mouth. 〝 But I have no way of knowing how you want me… perhaps you ought to describe it. 〞
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[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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Sharing breath, his gaze drifts between dark eyes and petal-soft lips, caught between the two, uncertain which holds him more completely. 〝 Maybe. 〞 His head tilts just enough for cold lips to brush her cheek, lingering before tracing downward to the

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[‍‍‍ ‍‍‍ ‍‍‍𝖉ea†༙h───𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎᵉᵈ． @erotastasia]

low reverberation of velvet tenor burrows beneath cytherean skin’s translucent silk、 running down the notches of her spine ﹠ settling with a dizzying fervour in the pit of her stomach． lounged cranium lifts、

[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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͟͡♡𝅦 @erotastasia
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[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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curving instinctively, drawing him nearer to her. 〝 A great deal. 〞
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[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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Pliant as though molded beneath her touch, he yields willingly to every movement, his palm coming to rest atop her head, fingers threading slowly through the midnight-dark tresses. 〝 I do. 〞 The admission leaves him in little more than a whisper, his spine

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[‍‍‍ ‍‍‍ ‍‍‍𝖉ea†༙h───𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎᵉᵈ． @erotastasia]

lune slivers glint upon argent locket as chassis heaves with unbridled suspiration in separation────one she does not permit its existence beyond sole breath． figure crawls toward alike slinking feline ﹔

[Echo @EchoHue814]

🤍
https://t.co/k0ZoCuTcUJ
#휴닝카이 #ヒュニンカイ #HUENINGKAI

[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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between them remains, but never grows too wide.

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[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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A contradiction—wasn't that what she was as well? What they both were, perhaps: creatures of contradiction, forever caught between opposing impulses. 〝 It flatters me, rather. 〞 Damp fingertips press gently against her cheek, a fleeting caress before he

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[‍‍‍ ‍‍‍ ‍‍‍𝖉ea†༙h───𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎᵉᵈ． @erotastasia]

vernal visage atilt、 lending to unhampered、 momentary view of ajar labra ﹠ half──lidded eyes in oneiric、 roseate haze ﹔ then、 veering from algid touch． 〝 you called them unimaginative just a minute ago．〞

[ᅠᅠ ­ ̨ Ꭰ𝗔𝗥𝗞──𝕳ᴱ͟ᴬ͟ᴿ͟ᵀ . @nochbezdna]

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withdraws, despite the quiet part of him that longs to linger, to know more of her warmth. 〝 That something so lovely should want me. 〞 He leaves it at that, taking a step back to settle upon the edge of the pillowed mattress—close enough that the distance
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