Nov 4, 2013
*presses a kiss to his cheek, making a face at the roughness of his stubble* ((It's a contagious kissing seal! Pass it on to the next 10 people on your dash!))
"In a good mood, are we?"
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*presses a kiss to his cheek, making a face at the roughness of his stubble* ((It's a contagious kissing seal! Pass it on to the next 10 people on your dash!))
"In a good mood, are we?"
✉
Petra:
You were wrong. The demons are too strong. I can’t fight them anymore; it hurts, every time I try. I’m dead already, you see. They have taken over; I’m just a shell.
Petra, for fuck’s sake, get out of there. You are beautiful, smart, and a pure human being. Remember all the shit you used to say when I was high? Some of it got stuck in my head. Something about wings, and flying, or something like that. Petra, your wings are still pure. They’re not broken, like mine. Fly away now that you still can. Get out. Please. For me.
In the end, you were much too good for me. Please don’t cry, I really don’t deserve your tears. You were the best that happened to mel a bright light at the end of a dark tunnel, or some corny shit like that.
Forgive me. I was never good at writing. I dropped out of high school.
I don’t deserve you. I never did. And because I’m such a coward, this will be my goodbye.
Smile, Petra. Your smile has always been beautiful.
Truly yours,
Levi.
There was a knock and then, a heavy thump.
Weary, Petra muted the t.v, climbing from the warmth of her favorite blue blanket. Slowly, she moved towards the door, asking who it was; there was no answer. It was quiet, too quiet and it set her nerves on end.
Was it some ghost trying to get her to leave?
Was it some mass murder outside her door?
--and like a cliche horror movie? Petra opened the door.
She stumbled back though, the heavy weight of someone falling onto her. "Wh--!" She huffed, unable to hold up all the dead weight upon her and, she crumpled to the soft carpet, the weight upon her shifting and rolling to the side.
That was when she noticed that there was blood; thick and red and all over her. The scent was sickening and, she felt her stomach lurch and coil unpleasantly. Still, she reached out with a shaky hand, ran it through red hued hair...
"Oh god!" It was Erd.
Erd was... he was..
Not allowing herself to follow that path of though, she dragged her fingers down his cheek and pressed them to his throat, feeling for a pulse; there was one. He was alive. He was alive and that meant he could--and would--get better.
Making sure his wounds didn't need urgent medical care, she cleaned him, wrapped his wounds and dragged him onto the couch. Petra wondered how it was he got all those scratches down his arms and, those awful bites--so human in nature--over his arms and collar bones...
When he woke up, sweaty and in pain, he didn't remember what happen and, that was okay, it was. He was alive and talking to her and that was all that mattered; he didn't stay that way long.
A fever worked its way through his body and, he began to...to change. She watched as his veins turned from blue to black. She wiped away the blood he coughed up and stained his facial hair and held him as his body broke out into seizures.
--and when he fell back asleep, exhausted from what his body was going though and, woke up with eyes a pale, blood stained blue? Petra pinched herself, backing away as he sat up and reached for her, groaning like some inhuman creature.
"E-erd?" She questioned, watching as he got to his feet, stumbled, fell and dragged himself back to his feet as if he was drunk. "T-this isn't funny you know."
He didn't answer her, only snarled and lunged at her.
Petra sobbed, rolled out of the way and darted from the living and, out her front door, slamming the door behind her and trapping Erd inside.
--and outside? The world was chaos.
The dead no longer stayed dead.
I've known Petra/Levi for going on three years almost and two of our other muses have been married since 2011 and have four kids. I literally begged her to come over to the SnK fandom with me because I didn't want to have a muse without her ;w; this is the first time I'm not shipping with any of her characters and just wow. I'll be quiet now x:
gentledeceit replied to your post: Petra no
Whatever are you talking about~?
You know exactly what I'm talking about
gentledeceit replied to your post: Petra, I swear to God. I haven’t had sex yet!
Oh… was that too soon then?
In response to what is happening between Auruo and I, Petra being the sweet girl she is says:
~[Akuma]~:it's about time
[12:01:02 AM] [Akuma]~: They say those who leave this world with things left unfinished are doomed to haunt it. If you die with regrets, that's leaving things unfinished.
[12:01:20 AM] Commander Sexy: Then I'll haunt the fuck out of Jager if he gets me killed.