#angelyed

[lovsickening-archived]

angelyed replied to your post:          ❝ happy april fool’s day! today’s...

oh my god

         ❝ r-rika?!?!? ❞

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               And I'm feeling like a ghost                                     And it's what I hate the most                          Cause I'm giving up again

This time I might just disappear This time I might just disappear This time I might just disappear

           Try and hear me then I'm done                       Cause I might just say this once                                Seen this played out in my dream

[decth-a]

@angelyed is trapped on an island

      “Huh. Surprise surprise. Not a little ink DEMON.” He mutters more to himself than the girl. He’s already living with TWO of them little creatures and knows there’s another one here that is more of an ANGEL than DEMON. So far, he’s not enjoyed the company of his ink companions that much. (not like they’ve given him a reason)

      “I suppose you came here like everyone else? Expecting a holiday... Not... Lots of robotic animals...”

[lovsickening-archived]

i just noticed your description says "seleggtive" and i've been laughing at that for ten minutes now

THANK YOU

[abandnment-blog]

🎉 //rite back atchu

( @angelyed | meme )

A long time ago, Saeran had come to terms with the fact that he would never understand his Saviour. She was good, pure, kind ... everything that he wasn’t. She was the epitome of perfection— a divine creature gracing the people of Earth with her presence. Taking all of that into account, it’s obvious that she will do things that mere mortals cannot hope to understand. Saeran knows this, and works to never question or doubt her.

But ... even so ... He has to question this.

‘ S- Saviour ... ? ’ He stares at the confetti resting on his open palm. ‘ I don’t understand. ’

[abandnment-blog]

“are they dead? did you kill them?”

( @angelyed | meme )

Had it been anyone else, he would have responded with aggression. He would have demanded to know why that was important. He would have acted above life and death, as if either way it didn’t really matter, as if things like murder meant nothing to him.

However, it was not anyone else. She was his Saviour— the one person in the world who would always love him. They both knew he was a bad person, evil from the moment he was born, but she had always looked past that. She had always been there for him. He didn’t have to put up an act around her.

‘ It seemed like the logical option ... this way, they won’t be able to tell anyone what they saw. ’