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                    Her words left him with an uneasy feeling within the pit of his stomach. His eyes squinted as he tried to figure out who this little birdy was but not a single face came to mind that could’ve made a connection before he lifted his chin from gloved digits. An amused expression quickly appeared along his face before their eyes met once again. ❛ I’m not sure what kind of fun you’re speaking of but if it’s fancy balls where stuck up nobles judge one another and bicker about politics? ❜ He leaned a little closer and lowered his voice to mere whisper, a sly smirk on his lips. ❛ Count me out, sweetheart. ❜  //  @taintcdtouch ; continued from here.

Blood stained your hands where

❛ the DEVIL is real. and he's not a little red man with horns. he can be beautiful. because he's a fallen angel and he used to be God's favorite. ❜

holy rosaries once touched

independent + private
highly-selective + mutually exclusive
WoW Original Character

est: Dec. 12. 2016

but the darkness. the smell of death.
oh, how it made you feel at home.

Created + Narrated by: Shay