#exsequiiae

[grellshitei]

@exsequiiae

      To hear the deadliness drip from her tongue like honey, it made him eager to know the actions she was going to take to resolve the burning within her heart. There was a low chuckle as the two of them rested higher above those who strayed out in hopes to catch some lonely man for money. Pallid fingers brush along the coarse building of which they conversed, his eyes peeking out to look to her as the chuckle carried into his voice. ❝ They do  d e s e r v e  to burn, don’t they ? ❞

     There was only so much she could ever take, only so much before the walls would break and all the festering anguish and anger inside her chest would pour out. She had been better, but now it was all coming apart. Her eyes stayed out, looking over the darkness and the faint city lights, mind flooded so much it was like before, the cloud, the one that kept her thought from coming together, she couldn't see clearly in her mind again, but it would fad, she just had to let it.

               Eventually. 

                                   “Yes, they do.”

[mgrxves-blog]

@exsequiiae liked for a starter

The undertaker looked at the man for a too-long moment. “I am sorry, but I don’t recall the family ordering mutes for the procession.”

[stormgraced-a]

@exsequiiae:

♰ seven word starters  ▌ @stormgraced​ ⤷ accepting

      ❝ Everything, don’t you think? While I may not have been the best candidate to help out, that demon was certainly a nasty being. Pretty things like you should not face horrors like that. ❞ He let himself lean near a post then, eyes hidden &. his voice shrill.  ❝ A demon’s weak point is their back. If you manage to get there, do not hesitate. ❞

    Her jaw clenched and she swallowed her words. This stranger had just helped her defeat the enemy, now wasn’t the time to bite his head off -- no matter how rude the old creep was. “I’ll keep that in mind,” she started tersely, still on edge despite the small victory.

    “But you’re wrong about that first part. Pretty things like me are made to face horrors, it’s sort of our thing. What’s your excuse for being out here?”

[grellshitei]

@exsequiiae

      “Stay here and lay here, right in my arms. It’s only a moment before you’re gone -- And I am keeping you warm.”

[stormgraced]

👗 !! Give me life w her fashion

//Ohhhh boy I had so many photos ready for this tbh. Posted Here!!

[amansmortiis]

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Cheap Shots & Setbacks - As It Is

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[amansmortiis]

@exsequiiae

     “It hurts, and they like that. They fight fire with cheap shots and setbacks, they take cloudless thoughts and pristine hearts for granted.”

[grellshitei]

@exsequiiae​

      He usually hated the dreadful day that marked his birth years ago. He never had a birthday that was even close to being marked as good. Still, she seemed to remember that it was not only the day where corporations squeezed people to buy overpriced bouquets &. chocolates, but his BIRTHDAY.       He was still not happy with how it was just… obvious that it was his birthday. Beignets, jambalaya, &. water (for once ), and her looking absolutely stunning. It was definitely overwhelming for him. He gave a small smile, glancing at her quietly, before giving her a sweet kiss. He still produced a red velvet box to her, for once, wanting to focus on the holiday given to a saint of love, bees, &. plague. Only thing worth noting in his opinion.

     ❝ Happy Valentine’s, Grell. ❞

     She had already accepted that she might never have another Valentine’s Day, she wouldn’t overshadow him with something that he didn’t have much interest in celebrating in the first place. Besides, she knew his birthday wasn’t something that he looked forward to and she just wanted to change that, just a little. She wanted a day for him, not for her to be showered in affection not that she ever would have complained about being showered in affection.

     When he presented her with a gift her eyes grew wide, lips hanging slightly agape for a moment. “Baby, you weren’t supposed to get anything for me,” she said softly, carefully accepting the box from him.