#emotionalchoreography

[sameerspiritual]

Her lines transmute into petrified starlight, dramatic arch the artiology of balance's forbidden rot, seductive rhythm the calcified hinge obliging music to kneel in sorrow's metamorphic embrace.

[wickedwritingchaos]

Where the Wolf Waits. - Chapter 1 - Wickedme - Trolls (DreamWorks Movies) [Archive of Our Own]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Softness is not safety.

A velvet coat, a trembling fawn, and a wolf who waits in shadow.

Touch is a language. Scent is a snare.

And sometimes, protection feels a lot like possession.

[sameerspiritual]

She counts the quiet between heartbeats as if they were measures, folding hesitation into the neat corners of her skirt. Arms cradle the face like a conspirator with a secret, and the mind polishes doubt until it will glint on cue.