your need grows teeth.

her need grows 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩,

[herkn1fe]

act one, cannibalism is a metaphor for love is never enough. an unconditional devotion, a violent desire. otherwise known as girlhood. a private mikasa ackerman of isayama hajime's shingeki no kyojin, or attack on titan. this depiction is my own and forever loved by soy. her / they, twentyone+ only. 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 : a loss of girlhood, codependency, long lasting trauma, becoming a weapon and healing old wounds.

i want to stress that the portrayal of this character is completely my own and heavily head canon based.  i am completely unaffiliated with the snk fandom.

* i am not blind controversy regarding this series, however my beliefs do not reflect the creator. i ask that if you are uncomfortable with this series that you block me so that i may not appear on your dash. i block all blogs that specifically have snk / aot in their dni.

basic rp etiquette applies here, please just be respectful! anonymous hate or drama will not be tolerated and i do not take part in call out culture unless it's absolutely necessary and for people's safety. i soft block when i break mutuals and ask that you please do the same. my portrayal is multi-verse adaptable. i use minimal formatting, phases of using icons and not. never feel pressured to do either when writing with me. there is no time set on memes, my inbox is always open.

this blog will contain various forms of n/sfw material. examples as following, violence, some war related content, blood, mental trauma, and so on.  all heavy triggers will be tagged accordingly.

if you are a personal blog do not interact with my posts. i will not follow any blogs back that do not have ages stated. if you condone any of the following, zionistic, homophobic, islamophobic, transphobic, racist or fetishizing behavior. ship problematic pairings. examples as follow, underage muses with adults, even with time-skips. condone non-con, incest or any dead dove do not eat material, do not follow me. none of that behavior / content is welcome here.

this blog is subject to slow activity, i work full time and i do suffer from some mental illnesses that may hinder my presence and ability to write. i write at my pace and that same respect is given to you. my speed does not reflect my interest. feel free to reach out to me as my discord is available to mutuals.

soy, twentyfour+, her / they. multi-muse. mine.

[herkn1fe]

tbh it’s been a long time coming, i’ve just been better with activity on my multi so for now mika will be at @springmournings

[sad-house-of-mortality]

Kira Sheker - beasts of yore, voices ride the wind, fragile as we lie

[zachrp]

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝟺 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

content warning applies. change any pronouns / wording if necessary.

i don't make decisions anymore.

come down here. we need to talk.

if you understand what it's like to have a daughter, then how can you threaten to kill someone else's?

look, we can settle this.

there's enough room for all of us.

honey, you’re weak.

you take one sip before those meds get in our people, i will beat your ass into the ground. you hear me?

i hereby declare we have spaghetti tuesdays every wednesday.

when you care about people, getting hurt is kind of a part of the package.

it's not a farming hat.

liar.

i still believe there’s a reason.

i know you look at me and you just see another dead girl.

why hurt yourself when you can hurt other people?

seems to me like things are finally starting to fall together.

we all have our jobs to do.

just so you know, i liked you first.

you never let me win anyway.

you don't think it'll hold?

when can i have my gun back?

the only thing you can choose is what you’re risking it for.

i don't want to be afraid of being alive.

i think you made the right call.

sooner or later, you gotta make a move.

at the camp, it just got worse and worse.

i know we all can change.

how many people have you killed? why?

first we have to find some spaghetti.

it was a nice watch.

we'll make it.

come on, let's play.

what do you want me to say?

i was just another monster.

any requests? books? comics? some stale m&ms?

i think we should make some new rules before they get back.

it was all of us.

look at us, digging through drawers.

we don't need to take any chances.

you should have seen him back in the day.

he told me all i had to do was believe, and that's what i'm gonna do.

you either live with them, or you don’t.

we can all live together.

time for you to leave, asshole.

anger makes you stupid. stupid gets you killed.

i mean, what the hell is going on in this cabin?

i'm a pirate.

you didn't wake me up.

best not waste any more time.

so you want to spend the rest of our lives staring into a fire and eating mud snakes? screw that.

how many walkers have you killed?

was there ever a time you weren't the boss of me?

you're the one that likes stale m&ms.

some council meeting, huh?

is this what you want?

he's too loyal to bounce.

you walk outside, you risk your life. you take a drink of water, you risk your life. nowadays you breathe and you risk your life.

i killed two people and you haven't said a word about it.

you're gonna have to learn to live with the love.

we’ve all lost someone.

we've all done the worst kinds of things just to stay alive.

you're a tough son of a bitch.

i don't know how to talk about it.

what we want is what you got. period.

i can make these people feel better and hang on a little bit longer.

was your dad mean?

so you tell me how in the holy hell did you possibly kill this truck?

she'll need a safe place when it comes.

now you put down your weapons, walk through those gates you're one of us.

everybody makes it until they don't.

you can be a farmer, but you can't be just a farmer.

there are some things you don’t come back from.

we're not too far gone.

they're gonna feel pretty stupid when they find out.

if you wanna live, you have to become strong.

you're gonna miss me so bad when i'm gone.

where should we go?

you're a tough son of a bitch.

i'm gonna be honest, i forgot about you.

it's not about what you say.

hey. i know it's been a while.

i'm never going to let anything happen to you, okay?

i don't want it!

why would you want my help?

we care about you.

don't look back.

probably best not think too much about it.

did you have kids?

everything we've been working so hard to keep out, it found its way in.

he made it through the night.

we don’t get to be upset.

i think it was the humane thing to do.

i can save lives, that's reason enough to risk mine.

a sad soul can killer quicker than a germ.

we just went through something terrible.

that's the guy you want to capture.

what i’m picking up is, murder is ok in this place now.

you do a lot for us. for the kids. you sacrifice a lot.

what the hell are you gonna do now, sport?

they're fucking with the wrong people.

we can live here for the rest of our lives.

it was a real treat, sir.

you can’t keep me from it.

he seems stable enough for me to get some air.

i still think there’s a plan.

is there anything you wouldn’t do for the people here?

they wanted to go out together same as they lived.

but i made it and you don't get to treat me like crap just because you're afraid.

i'm sorry. i'm not very good at making boys your age laugh.

your place or my place?

do you think we can make it?

it was stupid. i was so stupid.

i'm just tired of losing people.

that's what my daddy used to say.

did you think it was right?

you have to have numbers. people are the best defense against walkers or people.

i'd be honored to shake your hand.

you fight it. you don't give up. and one day you just change.

you gonna help us figure this out?

i screwed up too many times.

i'm gonna take a group out.

still, it is survival of the fittest.

he's a lying sack of shit.

the whole world is haunted now.

i've been afraid to get my hopes up thinking we can actually stay here.

i have to talk you all in to doing something i know we need to do.

end of the world don't mean shit when you got a tank.

he’s already given me fleas.

i tied the door shut.

they could have gotten hurt.

we get to come back.

see, going it alone, that ain't an option nowadays.

i think it’s my job to try.

smells good.

everybody loves a hero.

look, i fought him before.

i've survived and you don't get it 'cause i'm not like you or them.

you don't have to like what i did, just accept it.

if you don't have hope, what's the point of living?

you can't think forever.

you guys got separated?

you don’t have a choice.

you can lose a lot of soldiers but still win the game.

all this time you've taking off, you earned it.

it could work, you know it could.

whatever else this place needs, i'm here for it.

when i fell on my ass, they should have just left me out there.

she didn't have a mean bone in her body.

the walkers didn't see me anymore.

i knew you were up all night reading comics with a flashlight.

we wouldn't be here without you.

that's what it always comes down to.

man, what happened here?

those douchebags in the vines took themselves out, holding hands, kumbaya-style.

we go in, kill them all!

i could use a vacation.

today, we're talking about knives. how to use them, how to be safe with them, how they could save your life.

wasn't much use without my gun.

i just want to say thank you for bringing that deer back yesterday.

[toabstain]

foul lady fortune, by chloe gong.

part one. assorted lines taken from the third book in the secret shanghai series. adjust names and pronouns as needed. trigger warnings for mentions of death and violence.

poison. that's not such an abominable way to die.

when did you start getting so foolish?

you can't keep doing this.

you can't keep trying to fix our father's mistakes,

treason is not inherited. they'll see. they'll have to see.

you're too trusting, [name]. you ought to be more careful.

why don't you two listen to a single thing i say?

when are you going to let that go?

darling, did i have a tone?

i'll be your replacement father, kid. it's okay.

i don't think the spies in the bushes outside quite heard you.

it's so hard not to hate them.

do you know how many people have gotten away from me? zero.

i was always going to catch up to you.

listen, i'm a married man -

you're going to give me a hernia.

don't sweetheart me!

it wouldn't hurt to tell me what instructions you're under.

yes, [name]. nation over everything.

but not you, sweetheart. never your life in exchange.

if you're going to accuse me of something, WHY DON'T YOU COME RIGHT OUT AND SAY IT?

you know what, i see it. horrible. [name], how could you?

if you would be so kind as to relieve me from having to witness a domestic spat.

who did this to you? i'll kill them.

trust me, if there was something that could have been done, i would have done it myself.

i am not defenseless.

there are plenty of other places to go.

i tried to hold on but that only made it fall apart further.

it's an image i've trapped under museum glass, put on display for my visitation every so often.

it is merely who i am. falser than vows made in wine.

oops, dead. don't wave around weapons you can't use.

[herkn1fe]

"--i always knew that in the end no one was coming to save me." ( annie )

“ is that why you tried to save yourself? ” the question is bitter over melting honey. just a spoonful, not too much to make teeth ache. it's an indulgence she's not use too, but there's a bee keep in town and it's harvested fresh.

she doesn't like to think of then, of the ache she carried with for too long. she doesn't like to think of the lines they had stood across, now when only a few understand. “ i don't blame you, you know. ” you were only just trying to survive and so was i.

it's why she's better able to face @mindsafe and not swell with anything else but remorse. it's an odd sense of comfort to have her here within her home. her finger curls around chipping glass and she mindful to avoid it. she doesn't stomach the taste of iron well anymore. “ do you think we'll be able to move on? ” her tone is forlorn, longing for the peace the other's have seemed to find easy.

eyes drift to the open window, the smell of summer set in. it makes the day too warm for extra layers, for something red. it sits tucked safe in drawer beside a knife. she finds her finger tips purposefully brushing against themselves with nothing else to touch. “ i can't believe summer's here already, ” how another year has past. but, she also never thought they'd be sharing tea, feeling like they're one of the few who understand.

[memesfrommontmartre]

PREACHER'S DAUGHTER

starters taken from lyrics from the album preacher's daughter by ethel cain.

"these crosses all over my body remind me of who i used to be."

"you and me against the world."

"love's never meant much to me."

"i spend my life watching it go by from the sidelines."

"if you hate me, please don't tell me."

"i tried to be good. am i no good?"

"i don't want them to worry, always wondering if i'm alright."

"they'll never escape what they're made up of."

"i can see it in your eyes."

"show me how much i mean to you."

"i feel so alone out here."

"you love blood too much."

"hell don't scare me, i've been times before."

"you're so handsome when i'm all over your mouth."

"i am no good nor evil, simply i am."

"if you're there, why do i feel alone in this room with you?"

"i'm tired of you still tied to me."

"if it feels good, then it can't be bad."

"all that's left are your walls, and you'll die there."

"the more it hurts, the less it shows."

"your mama calls me sometimes to see if i'm doing well."

"you poor thing."

"i'll take you anywhere."

"don't talk to strangers or you might fall in love."

"no one left to leave and no one left to love."

"it's just not my year."

"i'm just a child, but i'm not above violence."

"i always knew that in the end no one was coming to save me."

"you were the only one i was never scared to tell i hurt."

"i'm never gonna leave you, baby, even if you lose what's left of your mind."

"you wanna love me right now."

"i just wanna sleep."

"in the end, if i bend under the weight that they gave me, then this heart would break and fall twice as far."

"say what you want, but say it like you mean it."

"say what you want, but say it like you mean it, with your fists for once."

"i just hope you're doing fine out there, i just pray that you're alright."

"the fates already fucked me sideways."

"if it's meant to be, then it will be."

"i should have known there's no getting in."

"am i making you feel sick?"

"you told me even if we died tonight, that i'd die yours."

"i just wanted to be yours."

"i've killed before, and i'll kill again."

"i'm sorry if i seemed off, but i was probably wasted."

"you'd do well to say yes to me."

"good luck taking care of yourself."

"don't think about it too hard, or you'll never sleep a wink at night again."

"i was too young to notice that some types of love could be bad."

"trouble's always gonna find you, baby, but so will i."

"we had nothing except each other."

"i was with you there."

"i still feel like they all know."

"just give it one more day, then you're done."

"can i be yours?"

"make it stop, stop, make it stop."

"i'll come with you if you're sure it's what you need."

"there's nothing you can do."

"it's already been done."

"please don't love how i need you."

"you wanna get alone with me."

"i thought that you were so beautiful."

"i can't let go when something's broken."

"tell me a story."

"they'll laugh and say 'you know i raised you better than this.'"

"i'd kill myself to hold you one more time."

"do you wanna see the west with me?"

"i never considered myself tough."

"i haven't spoken to my daddy in a long, long time."

"if they strike once then you just hit them twice as hard."

"you were my whole world."

"i'm doing what i want, and damn, i'm doing it well."

"shoot first, then run and don't look back."

"i feel so alone without you."

"you wanna fuck me right now."

"i never blamed you for loving me the way that you did."

"i'd hold the gun if you asked me to."

"you're all the same."

"love you, love you, love you, love you."

"it hurts to miss you, but it's worse to know that i'm the reason you won't come home."

"it's all i know and it's all i want now."

"i thought good guys get to be happy."

"please don't look at me."

"i don't need anything from anyone."

"you know i'll be right there beside you."

"you can't hide from me forever."

"just know that i love you, and i'll see you when you get here."

[rigorwhoretis]

[herkn1fe]

hi omg? a very overstimulating week for me and i’ve just been spending a lot of time on my multi in general. mika is never forgotten, obviously, just going where it feels right.

[soracities]

Marina Tsvetaeva, from "Bus", Selected Poems (trans. Elaine Feinstein, with Simon Franklin) [ID'd]

[herkn1fe]

☢ What fads/trends are you so over?

questions for the mun, salty addition.

container themes! we don't see much of them now, but i don't know what i ever saw in them. i don't think they're that user friendly anymore, but mostly i just have a hard time seeing small things because my vision is just not... the greatest. i tend to just close out of the blog if a dash option isn't available. simplicity is just easier for me when it comes to reading things.

[herkn1fe]

Who was your first OC?

questions for the mun,

my first oc, which i will say i created in some teen titans rp chatroom on the fly was named tilly. she was 'tara's cousin' and her love interest was robin. i honestly can't remember how old i was when i of thought of her, but she was the first character i tried creating on my own and honestly the last. not only was she the first oc i had, she was the second one i tried roleplaying with.

[resourcesofaqueen]

Questions for the mun. A series of questions for the mun / the person behind the muse(s)

Basics.

When did you first start writing?

In what language did you start writing?

If your mother tongue is not the language you write now, what caused you to switch languages?

What was the first muse that you’ve written?

Do you still write your first muse?

What is the muse that you write for the longest?

In what style did you start to write (First person, third person, *-style or novel-style?)

What caused you to start writing? What was your key point?

Do you regret starting writing?

Is there anything you would have changed when you started writing now that you have more experience?

Do you tell your friends / family that you write?

How do you describe writing / rp to others?

On what platform did you start to write?

Canon Muses.

What is your favorite canon muse?

Have you ever written a canon muse that you first thought of ‘meh’ when they appeared in their canon show/movie/book?

Are you happy with how your favorite canon muse was portrayed in canon?

How far do go with divergencies when it comes to your canon muse?

OCs.

Who was your first OC?

Do you still write your first OC?

Who is your favorite OC?

How would you describe your favorite OC?

Do you have developed dynamics with the OC of another mun that has influenced your OC or Canon muse?

How do you create an OC? What are your steps for developing an OC?

FC or story first when you develop an OC?

Fandoms.

In what fandom did you start?

What is your favorite fandom in which you write?

Is there any fandom you regret exploring?

Have you ever developed an OC for a certain fandom?

Ships.

What are you looking for in a ship?

Do you tend to focus on shipping or do you not care at all?

Have you ever developed a ship based on writing with a certain other character / mun?

Have you ever started to ship a rare-pair?

What are rare-pairs that you’re passionate about?

Do you plot a ship or see where it goes?

What are your favorite ships on here (feel free to tag?)

Do you ship someone’s muses on your dash?

Tumblr.

What are the trends when it comes to writing that you adore?

What are trends when it comes to writing that you dislike?

What trend would you wish to see on here?

What was your first blog / URL?

Do you still have your first blog / URL?

What’s something you find weird on here?

What’s something you wish to improve?

What are your biggest (personal) Tumblr crushes?

What people make you happy when you see them on the dash?

What are things that you don’t wish to see on here?

What are things you wish people would tag so you can block it?

What new addition would make your Tumblr experience so much better?

[justrpmemesandmusings]

the salty af munday meme

Because, like it or not, we're not all balls of sunshine all the time. We can be pure salt when we want to be.

☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you?

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?

♢ Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz

♚ How many people don't like you?

⚜ How many people do you not like?

✮ Have you managed to stay away from drama?

☄ Have you ever been in the middle of drama?

☯ Have you ever tried to bring peace to a situation?

☼ How long do you stay mad?

☀ What's your rp pet peeve?

☁ Have you ever forgiven a partner when you shouldn't have?

☂ Have you ever been forgiven when you knew you shouldn't have been?

☢ What fads/trends are you so over?

☣ Have you ever rp'd with someone you knew for a fact was abusive but tried to give them a chance/to make up your own opinion on the roleplayer? Did they change or did you understand what people were talking about?

♨ Have you ever made a public call out post?

❀ What has made you completely lose your chill?

✿ What do you think about public call out posts?

✂ A fandom that you feel isn't open and accepting?

✉ A fandom that you feel is open and accepting?

✦ Thoughts on duplicates following you?

✧ Do you agree with reblog karma or is it forced interaction?

❥ Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?

❦ Has someone been jealous of you?

❧ Have you ever been jealous of anyone?

✖ How has Tumblr RP changed since you started?

♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in?

❣ How salty are you feeling right now?

[mltdesigns]

[casanovawrites]

random sentence prompts  ━ from various tv shows, part 18

you don’t have to believe me right now, i just need you to promise me that if things get bad, you’ll put an end to things before it goes too far.

anytime you say that we’re fine, it means that we’re not fine.

some stains you can’t wash clean.

she’s mean. and hot.

not every story gets a happy ending.

am i too damaged to be with somebody?

when i have something good, i feel compelled to ruin it.

there’s a nightmare happening under my skin.

fear is something that lives inside us. just like hope or joy or love.

there’s some hard choices coming, and no one here seems willing to make them.

i don’t know. and that is fucking terrifying.

how is it that you get to fuck everything up and still have everything, always?

oh, i’m sorry, did i hit a fucking nerve?

we were a safe space on a bad day.

i didn’t think that i could find myself unless i left.

i hate sappy movies. i find them torturous. 

people leave because they find something they like better.

i really don’t like who i’m becoming right now.

don’t get involved in other people’s bullshit. that just gets in the way.

no one in their right mind would want to be with the person you’ve become. 

i washed down a bad day with sex.

why are you so competitive?

you have so much you haven’t dealt with.

i’m really sorry that i fucked your life up.

do you, like, prey on people’s whose lives are already falling apart?

i think you should probably go find yourself a new hero.

it’s safer for you to stay away from me.

being around you right now really messes me up.

don’t ever fuck with me. i will know.

is there any point in fighting it? 

i’m wide awake. i’ve never been more awake in my life.

you asked me out. you know, just saying.

you’re a sucker for a sob story.

i like you, but you’re scary though.

i’m not betting my life on your fucking hunch.

stay alive, you piece of shit.

i stayed because you were hurting, and now i’m hurting. 

you wanna thank me? bury your old self and don’t look back.

what’s the point of being friends if we can’t be friends?

i like you a lot better when you’re not yelling at me.

we’re all gonna fucking die.

i’m the person that when i get too close to someone, i push them away, and i don’t trust myself not to do that to you.

that other night is how i know i lost myself for a minute.

no wonder your family’s a fucking mess.

i’m not planning on dying here tonight, so shut the fuck up.

so you led a pig to shit, and now you’re surprised you made a mess?

i’ve gotta get back to my family.

i want you to be just a little more thoughtful sometimes.

what do i do wrong? why is it so fucking hard to be in a relationship with me?

we can’t sit here hoping for the best.

you met your match. she’s as strong as you are. can you handle it?

i’m so into you, and i can’t handle it. i don’t want to feel this way.

i don’t need a fucking reminder of what’s at stake. 

if this is the end, then i want it to end with you.

my heart’s belonged to you since the moment i met you.

you’re the love of my life, for as long as that life may last.

it’s not your fear that feeds the forest, it’s hope.

what starts in chaos ends in chaos. 

i’m your friend, and i’m not going to let you treat me like shit too.

i have come at it from all the strength that i have.

i don’t want you in my bed anymore.

i don’t need you. i just want you. so, no pressure, or anything like that. 

look at me, i’m disappearing.

you need to work on your own shit. you have deep wounds, and i don’t know who hurt you, but somebody did.

you don’t love me. 

you got people out there that you care about?

today was intense.

since we already did the time, we might as well do the crime.

even your friends think you’re bad news.

you know me more than anyone else in this entire world. you’re my best friend i’ve ever had.

you’re not a waste of time.

how hard is it to be faithful to someone you’re in love with?

every good thing in my life ends up broken because of me. 

i hurt everyone and everything i touch. it doesn’t matter what happens to me anymore.

what is your thing? what’s going to make you happy these days?

it smells like stress sweat in here. is it me?

all i do is give you fucking space.

everybody fucking wants something from me, and it’s exhausting.

we don't have time for this. 

you don’t know how to do nothing.

i’ve had a fuck sandwich of a week.

no one is ever going to love you because you’re incapable of loving anyone but your fucking self. 

what about you? what do you deserve?

that’s shame. you have to address that.

love? i don’t even like myself right now, like at all.

it’s okay, you know. to be sad.

[w4rningbutterflies-deactivated2]

it begins a gentle touch at the base of his scalp, finger tips toying with the ends of black. her finger twirls his locks in something mindless as he settled upon her lap. it’s spring time, the chill in gone by ten in the morning and they are able to enjoy the comfort of sun. something even witches and hellhounds seem to need. she exhales, her head lifting and features facing the sun. she feels the heat through every pore, sun kissing skin. “ it feels so nice to leave winter behind. ” she exhales, letting her fingers tread through black again. her nails drag down then trace the vertebrae at his neck, soft trails of pink left in its wake.

this is far too intimate and he is far too aware of it. aware of the steps that he has taken, the careful little touches into the world that he is not meant for. he should've broken the hold that she has on him months ago, should've forced her to find the flaws in her spell and send him back. but he hadn't ––– despite what he had been told, despite where he goes when he disappears into his own shadows, he still comes back to her. it's not good ––– he is flirting with the idea of what it means to be a hellhound and the duty that he has to preform. he just finds he doesn't care like he should.

kura tips his neck back a little more, tries to hold down the noise that threatens to brim up in his throat. nails run along his skin and it breaks out in goose bumps, hair raising on end in response to the stimulus. a breath pushes out of his nose as her fingers return to his hair, twisting and tugging softly in the way that makes his leg jerk ever so slightly. he is putty in her hands –– he likes it when he shouldn't.

everything about his position in the underworld relies on him going back, on keeping the balance of souls between the gates. this is a fruitless job that leaves you without connections save for those that understand. to fall in love is blasphemous. those who have have damned their lovers souls' to the underworld, have dragged them through the pits of hell in their own selfishness in order to feel something. there is a certain give and take –– and he has been taking far too much, drunk on the ambrosia that she feeds him with something as simple as magic.

spring has begun to turn the days warm; his face lifts toward it just like hers, pulled toward the warmth that he has been neglecting. it's much different than the cold halls of hell, the landscape that is ice and snow under his foot. the kind that leaves frostbite on his paws when he was a pup. but now he knows it like the back of his hand –– and he makes a pact with himself that mikasa will never know it.

" the sun feels nice, " he echoes back toward her, her fingers lulling him into a false sense of what could be. but there is reality echoing on the horizon, calling and pulling at him. she is still a young witch, still learning and coming into her own.

and there is family calling, a coven that speaks her name and pulls her close. she is set to meet with them soon; it's almost enough to turn his eyes crimson, enough to make him bear his fangs in retaliation. but she has to have her own choices –– he can not guide them. but it does not stop him from protecting.

he is also not fond of the way that he moves to tell her what they have done, why he could be summoned by her magic, and something clamps his jaw shut. something ancient, something that doesn't allow him to break through. there is magic that is darker than most that stills his tongue, that tightens a collar around his throat and squeezes until he can barely breathe.

if they can do something like this to him, what can they do to mikasa?

he swallows hard and turns to his side, watches the blades of grass ruffle in the wind. " when do you leave? "

[herkn1fe]

they visited her one night, kuragari coming from the shadows as her protector. his teeth are bared, but however they're untouchable, just silhouettes from the spell they casted miles apart. they claim to be her mother's coven, witches with the same blood.

she sighs at his question, her hands falling from his scalp to ground. her palm pressed to soil for support as she leans back, her head following the heat. this season was too cold this year. “ within the week, ” she exhales, knows well how he feels about it. they say she has a claim by blood, she still doesn't know what that means.

she leans onto one palm, finger tips pulling the tinted frames from the bridge of her nose. even with eyes closed she could feel the brightness stinging through. it takes her a minute to readjust. he lays across a bed of grass still cool from the morning's end, the wind blows and the air is comfortable, it's crisp.

“ i know you don't want me to go. ” she begins, head lulling. her hair follows down her shoulder and she sits up to reach back to collect it, she produces a clip by a simple thought and secures her hair within it. the sun touches the back of her neck, fingers running there absentmindedly. if they stay out too long she'll burn, her cheeks show the sign in something light and pink.

they won't stay out much longer. they still have a few more stops before home. she has a mental grocery list of the edible kind, but then another, both her cabinets bare.

she doesn't know what it's like to be plucked from hell suddenly, to be in a world that was fire and ash. yet he is bound to her, but she doesn't treat him as a dog on a leash. he comes and goes as he pleases, but will stay if she asks. she has been more lately. she wonders if he'll forgive her for the spell, for something she hasn't been able to break yet.

“ do you understand why i have too? ” she reaches with her words, her finger tips brushing the locks splayed across his forehead. she exposes his skin, lets the warmth soak into his pores. they say the sun had healing properties in the ways the moon does not offer.