#charismatiic

[stormlit]

i love that all three of us reblogging that corey photoset have had tags about how he’s so beautiful we want to cry

[bybubbl-blog]

     ❝it depends on what you mean by friend.❞

@charismatiiic / /  ❤ !

[sacrauri-archive-blog1]

                                                 PREDATOR   STILLED,            TAUGHT   DANGER       sings  through  f i r e  forged  tendons,            even  as  violence  hides  itself  DEEP  in  the  chasm  within.            weapon  in  boy’s  CUT,         he  walks  through  the  streets,           enjoying  the  breath  of  day.             it  won’t  LAST           ;            night  will  come,            the  hunt  will  REIGN.            but  for  now,            at  least,           he  can  ENJOY  a  bit  of  the  living  before  he  stains  himself  in  DEATH.             a  pause,            he  spares  a  GLANCE  towards  an  errant  boy,              eyebrow  arching  as  he  pockets  his  phone.                ‘      do  you  KNOW  anywhere  that  shines  shoes  ?      ‘

❛✝ ▍&& @charismatiiic.

[kcre-blog1]

( @charismatiiic )

It’s  colder  than  usual - soft, sharp wind hitting her face and  whipping  the cotton of her  nightdress  around  her, making her pull the blanket she’s brought out with her tighter in an effort to block out the chill. Leaning against the railing, she scans the   night  sky,  humming  a little to herself, when something on her right  catches her attention -  she turns  her head, expecting a  bird,  maybe one of her cats,  but instead her gaze lands on a  boy  - she’s  curious  (she hadn’t noticed anyone out here before - perhaps he’d recently moved in?). A hand breaches the comfort of her blanket and waves in his direction.                                              “Hi. I’m Persephone.”