#call3am.

[vilence]

Just a cute little edit I made for my wifey...... @call3am 🖤🖤🖤🖤

[glaev]

→    tender moments, a fixation on you    ...    with  @call3am. ♡

        Eleven,  her dearest    &.    closest friend,  Eleven, a woman that stuck by, that lent a hand at any time of need,  Eleven,  the apple of a Sinner's eye  -  one who so easily  CAPTURES  the affection of many far    &.    wide.  ELEVEN,  the woman who  tangled  herself into the feline lover's own heart  -  tugging at heart strings with every spoken word, every batting eyelid,  every smile.  Angell, tearing her wings off  -  doomed to be alone, by her own volition  -  giving them to someone  much more  deserving of such a play on a name. Eleven, the  TRUE  Angel. Someone who became her very saving grace she'd  so longed  for    ...    coming so close to having everything she wanted.  HAPPINESS.  To be fulfilled. This want, this need, bringing about an intense  FEAR,  the fear of abandonment    &.    loss. The fear of  co-dependency  on such fleeting emotions    ...    Angell holds herself back, a stronger feat than any  shackle  could achieve.    &.    yet? This closeness on beloved's end?  Her heart aches.  This burning sensation  CLAWING  its way to the surface  -  skin tearing itself apart, the  unbearable  feeling of wanting to connect with this woman continues to push    &.    pull her very being into this never ending void.

        &.    yet? Her own anxiousness    &.    overthinking cause such a  rift  betwixt pair. Each side, again, pulling from one another. A crimson gloved hand came to rest itself against her own thigh  -  demonic, pale eyes drifting away from the beauty of her  savior,  once more. Even small glances hurt now. Such sadness filled her chest, causing skin to grow cold    ...    light flush of the cheeks appear, embarrassment, as Angell is one to  commonly  never show much emotion on the surface. Brows crease, fighting back the prickling of liquid pooling at the corner's of tear ducts    ...

        "  I    ...    I'm sorry. I    ...    want this.  I want this feeling to last  -  with you.  I want to  BE  with you.  But,  my own    ...     stubbornness beseeches me. I'm sorry, 'Leven.  "        Fists balled, very clealy torturing one's soul  -  forcing herself to remain  LONELY.  To detach herself from these intense emotions, escaping back into that  black box  of nothingness. However, their eyes quickly met, ear twitching as the talk show host continued speaking    ...    mentioning her own  WANTS    &.    NEEDS.  It brought on a wave of relief, as Angell tended to overthink in these regards. With hands relaxing, they moved to  gently  take Eleven's own. Thumb rubbing over an exposed palm, gaze drifting to porcelain skin    &.    feature  softening.

        "  You    ...    Really want this? Even though I'm so  closed off,  even though I'm always gone? I can't ensure my return would ever come back on my hits. I don't want to make false promises  -  no matter how good I am at my job.  "        Angell continues, she can't help but let out a breathy laughter. Slit pupils brought themselves back, to meet with such  piercing  red. The color is so comforting  -  FAMILIAR. Safe.        "  I want to live.  TRULY LIVE.  For you.  With you.  "

[vilence]

i kept forgetting to do so, so i finally sat down and made a cute little icon template for my queen. ( @call3am 💐 )

[vaeics]

“   don’t  give  me  that  look !!   ”

❛ s-sorry! i gotta problem with starring sometimes.... !! ❜ in truth, ai found this woman to be INSANELY GORGEOUS; it's hard to look away. though, it can come across rude - eyes shut tightly, feeling her cheeks burning out of embarrassment. she continued with scanning, this time looking away in silence.

❛ sorry, again. i'm still getting used to this new position i've been given - ah, anyways. that'll be ¥ 3,000. would you like to donate? ❜

[ichaor]

❛ we've found each other , out of everyone in the world . does that hurt , too ? 

        there'd been only one thing on the soldier's mind ever since    ...    that.  Revenge, hatred;  specifically the paradeisos    ﹠    their people,    05257885.  determined    ﹠    OBSESSED  with this person,  this number,  this path she's set out for herself  has brought about more damage than it should've.  now,  this sinner,  it's like a pebble being thrown into a machine    ﹠    screwing up the whole thing!  these emotions, a flame being reignited that rahu has  thought long diminished  for the sake of her mission,  her purpose.  brows furrow,  a hand coming to press against the oni mask;  tightening it in attempts to relax.

        It's too hot,  it all  burns.

        eyes of silver look down at the other, her own piercing harder than any bullet or blade that's punctured the dog's skin. form remained firm, albeit becoming feverish, nose scrunches 'neath her mask    ﹠    soon enough, eleven's body is felt just an inch or so short against her own. heart pulses again, skipping it beat  -  so it seemed.

         "    what are you doing?  are you  EXPECTING  something of this?  i    ...    i only wanted to use you for information,  for my  own gain.  nothing more.    "       lies upon lies,  a certain woman once called rahu    ' a terrible actress ',    as it prevails.

[vilence]

what league champ should i write ❓

MY BIAS SAYS 'GET BACK ON QUEEN CAITLYN KIRAMMAN', but i know the fandom is NOTORIOUS for putting labels on those of us who are fans of both Caitlyn and Vi respectively. So, i get why you'd like to write someone else. (I'll write with whomever you choose, you know, I just love writing together).

However, I think seeing you write Ahri, Sona, Evelynn, LeBlanc, Mel, Miss Fortune, Samira or Shyvana would be REALLY frickin cool.

[vilence]

sits in lap

        UNEXPECTED,  the sudden warmth of a familiar form plants itself against leather covered thighs  -  not that they're complaining. Disrupting the  never ending drinking  in such a way that would become beneficial, a  NEW  dependency  -  lust.  The bottle is released, liquid seeping from the corner of cut mouth    &.    it trickles down bruised chin. Pit fighter smiles, soiled wrapped hands snaking around plump figure, digging dirtied nails into darken cloth    &.    gripping its contents. Pulling bosom against one  bound    &.    in desperation to  MERGE  each other's souls. Teeth're quick to bite at exposed collar bones, leaving small hickeys behind    ...    Vi kissed wounded skin. So soft, warm,  theirs.

        "  El    ...    You make me so  fucking  crazy, yanno that, right? Sometimes I think you  WANT  me to feel like 'at.  "        Lips tug into a smirk, eyes of silver    &.    pale blue looking up to some so  PIERCING    &.    SO BEAUTIFUL,  unlike anything else they've ever seen. Sinner felt the  branding  of being called such a monster fit, only now, when unspeakable acts flood their mind. Praying to whatever  SHITTY GOD  that existed, hoping    &.    wishing to become nothing more than meat, sustenance to the enchantress     ...    to be swallowed whole. 

         Lips brought closer, sharing breath, they patiently wait for their  GODDESS  to make a move, to demand    &.    command the  obedient pup  beneath her. Silently pleading for such acts, it creates a warmth in their chest that tightens, they feel  full.

[vilence]

aren't you glad you had a lifeguard on duty

        "  But    ........    we're in my bathtub!  There's no sharks in the bathtub!?  "