Sep 18, 2014
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“Hey, wanna go somewhere, or um, do something??”
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embodiied
“Hey, wanna go somewhere, or um, do something??”
Fading to Dust.
Send me ‘Fading to Dust’ for my muses reaction to watching yours die right in front of them.
( embodiied )
it’s said that, when it happens, it comes at the most inopportune time. it stalks your shadow as the days count down, and by the time you realize the reaper is on your shoulders, your throat’s been slit.
” eric ? ”
but no amount of poetic bullshit can prepare you for the experience.
——— it happened so fast.
” hey — eric. ”
she didn’t understand. he’d only been a few steps in front of her. she’d been counting footfalls, watching the way the bat on his shoulders glinted in the sun.
( he always brought it; a precaution for the worst — )
and then, then she was watching the bat hit the sidewalk with a hollow echo, rolling to the curb it dropped and stayed wedged between the gutter.
she didn’t understand what she was looking at, why eric was on the ground. at least, she didn’t until she was at his side, breath escaping in short, panicked spurts over his own shallow inhales.
” no. no, no — stay with me. ”
this couldn’t be happening. this was some kind of sick fucking joke.
get up. get up. you’re fine.
( there’s a puddle of crimson bleeding out from the red mess on his chest, dripping from the corner of his mouth when he coughs, and a fogged over stare that begs to differ.
his head is cradled in her lap, and somewhere behind her she hears someone in the gathering crowd who’d heard that shot call 911. ) not fast enough.
she’s sobbing as she chokes out words of reassurance, denial turning her blind to the way the life starts to fade from his body.
” i’m right here, i’m — ”
when his eyes flutter shut, spencer feels her heart flat-line, an indescribable pain pounding angrily at her ribcage. her vision blurs and she will beg with her entire being as she shakes him.
” no, no, fuck, please. ”
he can’t go yet, she needs him. dorian needs him. there are people who love him, he can’t just ——
don’t you die on us.
—— leave.
she does not cry, she wails ( because she knows he’s gone ), holding eric’s limp body closer to her own. head bowed, her anguish is unfiltered as she clings to whatever she has left of her brother.
” come back. come back.
please.”
embodiied
he's just going to latch onto eric's arm and whimper about how much he missed him.
ultraviolens
he's holding out his arms in case eric wants him.
filay: added ur foxy ass
Aaronron: o mfg
filay: filay ba dum tssh
Aaronron: om FG
Aaronron: done with u
ultraviolens replied to your post:"Please don't say that."
S CREECHES
:3c
ultraviolens
he'll flop onto eric's lap and stare up at him innocently.
ultraviolens
he decides to rest his head on eric's thigh, burying his face into the fabric of the other's pants.