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@arsnista
i accidentally logged onto this blog, but i moved ace to @pyretic.
and when everything you’ve ever had ends up leaving you, there’s a certain comfort in knowing pain will not. ---m.a.w
heavenbuilt.
she’s human underneath her perfected shell and so she has flaws. she has a temper like everyone else, she has feelings like everyone else. only the archeress is taught to approach things clinically. unemotionally. ( she doesn’t. ) the fork in her hand plunges through his flesh. pierces the skin of his hand and she smiles, bares the wolve’s teeth. ❝ my father is a licensed weapons dealer. i know a few things. ❞
pain shoots across expanse of wounded hand , snaking up forearm as a low hiss of discomfort sounds from him. smoke curls around damaged skin , where body is already working to repair itself , skin melting back together the silver of the fork likely would have melted as well , had he not yanked it from back of his hand. ❛❛ okay , that was rude. ❜❜ consider his lesson unlearned. or at the very least , ignored.
❛❛ i once wished you’d leave me alone , but i take it back. ❜❜ he speaks with lazed honesty , allowed only by the toxins that flood his system , putting him at ease muscles finally let to rest , no longer tensed as though prepared for a constant battle. ❛❛ you’re alright , vareck. even if you’re a prick. ❜❜
@sunbruise , src.
❛❛ i’d like to stay like this for a while. ❜❜ words are hushed , voice partially muffled against her pillow cowardly , he almost hopes she hadn’t heard him , the possibilities of her rejecting him and casting him off to his own bedroom almost too mind - racking to bear. ❛❛ is that okay ? ❜❜
@pattrson , src.
like this for a starter. it’ll most likely just be based off of this meme, because i suck. i might be selective, but there’s no cap. probably.
pattrson.
orbs flit down to sight of that wolfish mouth the moment hum husks through it’s cave . there was no denying her interest , that she was easily taken by the sharp appeal he offered–––– – she would only be punishing herself to deny such an offer. still , she doesn’t bite just yet , relieving sultry breath from own petals , figure easily pulled closer , enthused by his apparent impatience.
❝ we can keep pretending like this is just about what i want. ––––– – you need it , baby , don’t you ? ❞ pads of fingers walk down along his sternum , dipping to abdomen , toying just above waistband of his bottoms , & she finds his ear. ❝ take it off for me. ❞
he’s too stubborn to admit her needs her , an addict for the control he believes he holds by keeping it inside , despite the both of them knowing the truth. all he allows instead is an amused huff , the ghost of a laugh. ❛❛ pretty sure that’s not what i told you. ❜❜ yet he knows there’s no time for their teasing , as they’re risking being found with every passing second , only augmenting his restlessness. ❛❛ you’re just lucky i’m impatient. ❜❜
fingers tug at her bottoms , head pulled back to watch her all the while , cobalt gaze leveled as scarred mouth twists into iniquitous simper. it’s only after the fabric is eased out of his way that his hand dips between her thighs , fingers just brushing betwixt her folds, a gratified rumble vocalized.
pattrson.
she knows how to get to him / he is simple , like all other men , only he is forbidden . meant to remain untouched , and she is no eve . he believes he has her only because she allows it , had let him gain fair more control their previous night together than she had sought to from the start . she would not make the same mistake twice . ❝ i’m interested in a lot of things . ❞
a girlish hum , pressing slowly from where she lazes , remaining low as she settles a bit of distance between them , placing both hands at either side of him upon the seat , perking up her cleavage . ❝ if i do ? ❞
waning proximity is enough to bring him momentary satisfaction , raspy thrum resonating in the bed of his throat. ❛❛ i’m sure i can think of something to make it worthwhile. ❜❜ without even a thought offered to the fact they could be so easily seen , visible throughout the majority of the house , he leans in , tongue tracing just below her ear. ❛❛ i’ll let you ride me. right here , right now. let you use me until you cum. ❜❜
hands disappear beneath the water in search of her waist , urging her nearer , teeth grazing over skin of her throat. ❛❛ c’mon. don’t you wanna fuck me , babygirl ? ❜❜
postvoided.
❛ duly noted. but i’ll tell you what i think— i heard one of them mention a ‘ strange animal ‘ running around the premises after the call came in. yeah, in this town, it’s never just a strange animal. ever. seriously— rookies. ❜ okay, sometimes it is a stray dog digging around in the trash, but still—– he shakes his head. even with his dad in on the supernatural secret, he’s stubborn about making it a point to lock stiles out of it when the police are involved. ( and why he makes it a point to pick that lock. every time. ) he’s stopped looking around though, his gaze narrowed instead on ace’s back. suspicious. the gears in his brain turning quick.
❛ —— also, why are you even here? did you– wait. did you follow me? ❜
❛❛ alright , but say you did catch this strange not-animal. what the fuck would you do ? throw your flashlight at it’s head ? annoy it to death ? ❜❜ it’s all he can do to keep his worry from leaking into his tone , as if it isn’t already evident that ( surprise ) ace emerson does actually have a heart , regardless of how often it’s only used for pumping blood. ❛❛ saw your jeep while i was passing through. thought it was weird as fuck for your dumb ass to be out here , so i looked for you. you’re not that difficult to find. just had to follow the scent of twink with a choking kink. ❜❜
pattrson.
she knows precisely where their parents are , nestled within couch cushions of family room . all it’d take was the hum of a late night snack , one of them grabbing a drink and the two would surely be seen . whiskey eyne travel the broad expanse of his shoulders , sinking a bit further toward jetted surface as roseate lips curl further.
❝ he should know by now his little girl isn’t very good . ❞ teeth purchase plush of fuller lip , lifting a hand to drag fingertips along her own collars . ❝ i don’t like being told what to do . ❞
self - control is already dwindling , the sight of a bitten lip enough to damn himself to impure thoughts , skin set ablaze with an itching desire. ❛❛ something tells me he likes you that way. ❜❜ every muscle in outstretched arms are drawn taut , hands searching for a grip on the ledge as though to keep himself from giving in so soon. ❛❛ really ? that’s not what i gathered last time. ❜❜ filthy smirk taints darkened features , head given a slight inclination.
❛❛ so if i told you to slip out of that bathing suit right now and show me what a bad girl you are , you wouldn’t be interested ? ❜❜
You’re beautiful, but you’re empty. No one could die for you.
Antoine de Saint Exupéry, The Little Prince (via theliteraryjournals)
halerage.
it’s something intoxicating , playing with fire like this . she’s born wild , the forest practically live inside her , blooming with each breath . . . and he is ash and death and destruction . nobody had made her feel more alive tho . a challenge beneath her . ❛ don’t you just love your own voice ? ❜ she leans down , elbow comes to rest on the side of his head , hair curtain around their heads . ❛ i haven’t really decided . . . yet . ❜
❛❛ it’s a pretty nice voice , if i’m going to be honest. ‘especially when i’m growling your name. ❜❜ wandering hands find her thighs , just barely ghosting over her frame , trailing along her body before resting on her bottom . dark crown tilts backward , just enough to bring lips closer together , leaving it entirely up to her whether they’ll meet or not . ❛❛ take your time . i’m comfortable like this i can wait . ❜❜
autredite.
she’ll allow him his moment to taunt , reign in his pride before she snatches it from betwixt boy’s fingers. only countered movement is a careful raise of etched brow , mouth tipping at it’s side , creme round of her breasts just above water he sinks into. she only hums , sure he knows it takes far more to satisfy her. ❝ our parents would be pleased seeing us spending a little time together . if only mommy - dearest knew what a rotten mind her son has . ❞
eyes flicker momentarily toward glass exterior of the house lest either of their parents happened to be watching , though the chances of being caught only further excites him. ❛❛ mm , if only daddy knew what a dirty mouth his little girl has. ❜❜ gaze focuses itself on said mouth , arms lounged over edge of the hot tub , fingers drumming against the surface , hips shifting with a growing ache . ❛❛ unless you want to show him. ❜❜
deathisarose.
she’s tired ! his endless hunger for suffering , for loneliness that boasts itself upon sunken features , bruises from unkind sleep , trying to leave his anger amongst the crippled flesh of someone weaker––––– – but it’s still his. he can’t be naive enough to miss that her standing before him now meant something , that his arrogance could only be cast aside for so long , and yet still she hadn’t rid of him.
his words are a knife. decided , ripe with an agony she wishes she held no recognition for , but she does. that bone - sick fear that getting close to another only meant their hurt , their death . it’s not only him who has lost. ❝ it does matter. it does , no matter how many times you try and convince yourself it doesn’t. i’ve tried. ❞ / tried to convince myself i didn’t want you , didn’t care. that i shouldn’t. / a shaky breath , wintry air biting at her skin , unforgiving as their grief. ❝ look, i ––––– – i don’t know what will work. all i know is staying away from you doesn’t. you constantly push me away , do everything you can to make me despise you. but we keep ending up right here–––– – … ❞
he’s grown so used to running , leaving before he becomes too attached , abandoning everything for the sake of feeling nothing. he’s too late now , knowing there’s nowhere he can go without defeatedly ending up back at her door in the midst of night , so often drawn near her without realizing it at first. she’s right / she’s always right , but he’s still bullet - headed to a fault , convinced she could do so much better.
❛❛ but you should stay away. i should , too. ❜❜ but they can’t , his footsteps bringing him closer in spite of himself. body only stops when it’s a mere breath away from hers , stygian crown inclined to allow darkened oculi to meet her own. if only he were stronger , maybe then he’d be able to walk away from her , rather than falling hopelessly victim to his own feelings . his alleged strength now proving itself to be nothing more than a facade , a role he’s now forgotten how to play. ❛❛ we can’t do this , lydia. ❜❜ his words convey one thing , yet his actions another , fingers raised to brush over her jawline , violent hands turned gentle only for her. ❛❛ we shouldn’t . ❜❜