* ππππππ . // @re-no
* ππππππ . // @re-no
ππ πππ ππππππ πππ ππππππππ , πππ ππππππ ππ πππππππ ππππ , ππ ππππππππ πππππ , ππ πππ πππππ πππππππ ππππ ππππππ πππππ. Β Β Β it was always the trails of her fingerprints, evidence of applying the remedies upon open wounds crying another resinβs ooze.Β always sitting close and being accompanied by herbal scents or alcohol bottles.Β nursing was her own love language. Β adore her, adorn her with the stains of your regret, the dried smear of radiant spider-lily bloom.Β by her sneaky beneficence did honey-gold glisten all over the sullying hues, forced itself onto your pallor with a warmth that, she had forgotten, would prompt your outlines to instinctively jolt.Β β ey, luna ! β Β you blurted out, your treated shoulder flinched, your spine tensed up in a straight line, your brain rang the alarm for what careless thing she attempted. Β β i told you not to do that. βΒ and she blinked thrice, pursed her lips in surprise, chuckled then, picturing your pout turned towards the wall, away from her, away from the selfless creature she was supposed to portray. Β
and itβs been difficult to look at, has it not ?Β difficult to refuse it, to disdain it. Β that terrible, angelic, woe-devouring thing that would conveniently not memorize your wishes.Β you, at her mercy, and she possessed too easy an unspeakable power, unnatural but right just how it should be and how it always was.Β it was always the patching, the undressing and dressing of a burning spot, the mercy at which the beast growled beneath her hands caressing the beauty marks. Β β oh, pray forgive me.Β a force of habit, you know.Β it is not easy to keep in mind that youβd prefer to suffer and complain. βΒ all the remark in good jest, but it failed at convincingly delivering the actual apology.Β ( please, turn to me again when all is said and done, i did not mean it.Β )Β Β
would you keep your anger in your mouth for the next hour, for the rest of the day, had she succeeded to take your pain ?Β why were you so greedy with it, what did you hoard it for ?Β hurt was no treasure, it was just hurt.Β or was the treasure golden and you did not want it ?Β never one to be able to rationalize the agreement between you and her, the side-note embedded between the lines, she simply sighed and kept tending to the cuts serving as the cause of refuge sought in the most empty inn to be booked within the next radius of a mile.Β the sun now hung low to the point it dimmed out the reminders.Β she raised from the couch and played god, the candlewick on, the darkness off.Β she sat back again behind the subject who did not ask for more miracles, and after brief inspection of her hard work would a larger band aid be seized, planted over the marrings.Β the long pause nestled within the dialogue fell apart with a delayed answer, whisperingΒ β itβs not about that. β Β and she, smiling, said : Β β i know β¦ Β i know. β of course. of course, it's not about that. it's you not wanting her to hurt. it's you wanting the hurt to be a one-way-street.
we have known it as second nature to this woe-devouring thing for her to adore and be adored.Β in truth, it frightened her to not see the limits of it.Β it frightened her to have seen it in the spilt blood she dreamed of, it frightened her to see so much red that was both hers, on paper, and not.Β it frightened her so much she would let her lips sink to your pain and hurt and ached to still take it but β she kissed it worse, instead.Β she hurt you more, and would keep hurting you and realized what she had done, realized that the stain of regret would've always been red, oozing from the patch, limbs stitched together, her cold cheek pressed against your shoulder-blade, her heart slipping from her open mouth.Β β it wonβt happen again. βΒ
please, turn to face me, will you ?Β even when i lie.
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* πππ ππ ππππ πππ πππ .
whatβs your phone wallpaper : Β one of monet's waterlily paintings. last song you listened to : Β playthings for the breeze by freesscape. currently reading : Β nothing right now. last movie : Β princess mononoke. last show : Β slowly catching up with ygo gx. what are you wearing right now : Β i'm a boring individual with a black shirt and grey pants. piercings / tattoos? : Β got pierced earlobes but i never wear jewelry. glasses ? contacts? : Β nope. last thing you ate? :Β i love my hearty oatmeal. favorite color(s) : Β i can appreciate all colors to some degree. current obsession :Β ff16 and i make it everyone's problem. do you have a crush right now? :Β i have no feelings ever. favorite fictional character(s) :Β aqua, xehanort, lunafreya nox fleuret, nyx ulric, zack fair jesus christ, kainΓ©, lara croft ( classic up to legend trilogy to be specific, i'm not into the reboot trilogy ), and many more.
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they both love to learn things through each other, and take enjoyment in doing it. Prompto likes to show Lunafreya his new lenses for his camera, explaining what each one does, how it effects the shot, and he loves using Lunafreya as a model ( bc ,,, lets face it ,,,, you wonβt get closer to natural beauty than Her! ) and, in return, Prompto learns all about Tenebrae, her family, what it is to be a Princess. Itβs pretty clear early on how Noctis and she have lived different lives.Β
But, he makes it his goal to always make her smile. Be it a stupid joke, telling her a story about him and Noctis and some of the antics they have got into trouble over, or, letting her simply laugh at him ( though she probably tries to mask it, not wanting to offend/upset him ) when he struggles to do something (( such as her helping him learn a new skill β maybe how to eat with fancy cutlery,,, lord not me imagining Prompto being invited for tea and making an absolute FOOL of himself ))Β
He brings her little sweet treats, that just so happened to be his fave as a kid, so he indulges with her as its a special occasion, but is still very mindful of his triggering foods from youth.Β
Sheβs probably the only one he lets place a hand over his, and just be gentle with him, without overthinking it beyond that of her kind nature. Though, he definitely blushes each and every time, but it offers a different kind of comfort to that of his friends, (ignis, noct, gladio)Β
" π ππ ππππ πππππ ππππ π πππππ ππ πππ ππ π ππππ ππππ πππππ π πππ πππ πππππ ππ πππππππππππ ; considering the implications. i shan't hold it against you if you ever decide to withdraw from our deal. i wanted you to know that. " // @hellseng ( dante. )
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πππππ // you need rest. more than anything, you must allow yourself rest. death is frighteningβ it is inevitable, it is unstoppableβ but, it can also be a thing of great beauty. it is an agent of change. it is the forest fire that paves way for new life. allow yourself this rest, and be prepared for the change to come. brace yourself. it will be hard, it will not be kind, but you are more than ready. you just need to rest first.
ππππππ : 13 πππππππ : endings, change, transformation, transition ππππππππ : resistance to change, personal transformation, inner purging
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