#cigarot

[yblchth]

cigarot replied to your post: u make me so mad

reading this gave me hives harley ffs

ship w/ me

[dracomai]

❛     WHAT WAS IT LIKE?                 DYING I MEAN.     ❜     spoken with a tone uncaring,     but he is anything but.     death has dragged fingers along his skin,     clung to his clothing but never made home inside of him.     he is someone who should’ve died.     you can only escape the reaper for so long,     he thinks.     necromancy,     bringing one back from the dead:     it’s something unthinkable as are horcruxes.     

some things just shouldn’t be meddled with,     and yet here she stands.     his chaos,     his anger,     his heart embodied.     a girl risen.     his expression does not display the adoration he holds for her.     he appears:     statue like.     cold as his eyes.     but it lives in him,     underneath scales.     how happy he is,     that she is not dead.      at least not entirely.     they are both rancid and rotting,     just in differing ways.     THEY:     SERPENTIGENA.     ❛     what came after?     ❜     //     @cigarot​