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here is how DEATH comes: all chiseled jaw & bloodied lips. he tastes of CALLOUSED hands, fingers laced, & long- forgotten memories. --- are you AFRAID ? of course you aren't. but you should be. // archie c.

[sweetsugarhoneyfics]

The two guys were opposites. (…) The shorter guy was wiry, his dark hair buzzed so short it was just a shadow across his scalp.

Life And Death

[bowiehunts]

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[nekromanti]

▐▐ tanya┊☾╯

@nekromanti

“You know you all are welcome to visit whenever you like. “ She answers, though she raises a delicate eyebrow. Why had the dark haired boy come now?Especially with his blonde haired, silent mate? Tanya had nothing against the blonde; she had a difficult past as well, but she had a feeling she was why. None of them would separate from Carine easily. “ Though, it is confusing why you two have come alone.” 

                                  && he treads along troubled waters, dear one, EMPATHY now a portrait of DISCONCERTED worries ( note the furrow amidst those dark brows, the unusual tick of his jaw ) in your presence           golden hues flickering briefly upon the mask of HORROR his lover wore, whilst COMPASSION bled at the sight like a BATTERED warrior. but still he finds the need to SATIATE your interest, their arrival is UNFORESEEN & of course you wonder why. well who wouldn’t anyway ? WILD things ought to stay within their habitat after all, right ? home is home, you know it, & a CURIOUS mind as yours thirst to understand. in the end, BENEVOLENCE gifts you with a smile, yet DREAD lingers beneath his eyes.

                                  ❛           i was wondering how far my porsche could go half the tank    ❜

[nekromanti]

                 && monstrauma ; xprodigium  ❜

[nekromanti]

                  &&  open╯ ❜

                                  ❛          honestly ?   ❜

                                  ❛    first one looked terrible, but now you look worse   ❜

[nekromanti]

[nekromanti]

❛ DEMONS have painted his soul into a crescent moon, covered it in SHADOWS and scars, they turned his love into HATE and his warmth to COLD, but he grew tired of being the monster they created, so he painted his body with their BLOOD and dared them to touch every drop. ❜

               ❛  he is  the  BOY  with                           MISSING memories,  & look                                   how  beautiful  he became        ;;                                           despite   the   MONSTROSITY  ❜

[nekromanti]

▐▐ tidecaller┊☾╯

             ❛   —-  you  look  perfect  tonight   !   ❜    /    @nekromanti.

                                  ❛          oh i know  ❜

( && cue a SMILE that curves those lips          the question heard even before one uttered the words. you are here now & of course EMPATHY is pleased : pale hands skimming along the sleek fabric of his shirt, his voice a brew of PRIDE & SATISFACTION.  )

                                  ❛   ... it's armani  ❜

[nekromanti]

kellythepitiablefangirl:

headcanon: Archie has pierced ears and wears a choker with the crest on it nearly every day.

[forjoealways]

[nekromanti]

▐▐ buzzkill┊☾╯

      ❛ do you have ANYTHING non-critical to say about me? or my wardrobe, for that matter? ❜   she asks in a prideful tone, arms crossing as her eyebrows quirks.  ❛ n’ do you speak anything other than fashion-talk, archie? REALLY, though? ❜  

( && so he opens his mouth, intent on disclosing one’s DEMURRAL, but he finds the will to TETHER the temptation, lips pressing into a thin line ( note the HURT that latches onto pale features, contorting their timeless beauty ) in lieu. silence pervades as EMPATHY bleeds, yet after a few seconds, the iron curtain shatters, replaced by a nicked string of words.. )

                                  ❛             you're the last person i thought who would say that ❜

[nekromanti]

SIGHTLESS. i'm back ?!! like this & i’ll jump into your inbox for plotting.

[eclythe]

[nekromanti]

The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other’s life. Richard Bach

[fallintotheskies]

tell me, what have you done with the angels you have brought down with your bloody knuckles and cracked bones? what have you been reduced to after the adrenaline shot through your body like nicotine, like a poisonous addiction. tell me, is that what you are? a toxin made of skin and bone? a barely beating heart? maybe you live to hear their hearts beat loudly, it’s music to your ears, the kind you dance to, your hands shake, you don’t let go (and when you do it’s too late) do you miss the way you feel alive? is that why you are life stealer, self proclaimed life conquerer? breaking the spines of already broken angels, snapping the wings of once fluttering protectors who were never taught to protect themselves. tell me, are you a cold blooded killer, or are you a wandering sinner?

caught red handed, caught with your heart beating too loudly || g.l. 

[nekromanti]

LAYS ON UNCLE!!!!

                 && mixedbloods  ❜

sMOL one under attack !!! jessamine, pls send H E L P !

[toerr-archive-blog]

I want the K jess !!!!!! ( or is it too late omg )

kisses !  ||  accepting ! 

            #5 –  FIRM KISS 

                                      molten  honey  hues  are  leveling  the  male  in  front  of  her  into  the  ground,             as  if  she  could  see  straight  into  his  mind  –  &&  in  a  way,          SHE  COULD.           perhaps  not  his  THOUGHTS  like  someone  could,             but  jessamine  preferred  her  own  gift  when  it  came  to  archie.          there  was  no  exception.               his  thoughts  were  his  own  –  but  his  emotions  ?              those  she  held  MOST  precious.               when  she’d  been  turned,           things  were  DIFFERENT.            what  she  THOUGHT  was  love  was  merely  manipulation.              she’d  been  made  into  a  puppet  –  but  with  the  immortal  before  her  now  ?                  well,           he’s  nothing  short  of   P E R F E C T   to  her.         

                                        he’ll  ask  what  she’s  staring  at,                      &&  a  crooked  grin  will  curve  jessamine’s  lips.                   he’ll  smile  back  &&  that  WAVE  she’s  so  used  to  will  ripple  across  her  skin  –  LOVE.                 it’s  so  palpable  it  stuns  her  for  a  few  silent  seconds.                she’s  content  to  accept  that  no  matter  how  long  they’re  together,              she’ll  never  get  used  to  that  feeling.                he  teases  her  for  the  look  that  crosses  her  face   &&  she  merely  leans  over  &&  presses  a  kiss  to  his  lips,              silencing  the  last  mocking  syllable.                    he’s  LAUGHING  into  the  kiss,         all  while  trying  to  return  it,           &&  she  finds  herself  doing  the  same,           lips  breaking  into  such  a  grin  that  kissing  him  is  nearly  impossible.            

[nekromanti]

▐▐ dear sister┊☾╯

           at  first  ,  she  appears  DAZED  ,  as  if  it  just  occurred  to  her  that  those  words  came  from  his  mouth  .   ❛  ——  i’m  going  to  STOP  you  right  there  .  ❜  atlas  ,  her  innocent  RUSE  falters  &.  she’s  left  with  nothing but very genuine IRRITATION  .  ❛  i  will  never  want  to  join  H E R  anywhere  .  ❜  

                                  ❛ .... but what about me ?  ❜

( && a slash of wont PAIN colors own words, the crystalline timbre of voice somehow soft now… almost WOUNDED, as if       pinched gaze cast away. )

                                  ❛  i mean, don’t you wanna go out with me anymore, rose ?  ❜

[nekromanti]

SIGHTLESS. plotting call !! like this & i’ll go to your inbox to talk about how can our muses go SGDHSGDHSGDHS @ each other prolly.