#halfsouled

[bryonin-blog]

"it must hurt so bad with a knife in your back." u know im always a hoe for razia's shadow lmfao

        ►❝ i don’t know what you’re talking about. ❞

[ofevoluticns-blog]

❛ Oh ! Did  you wanna pet her ?  ❜

@halfsouled

[tiburohn-blog]

stands on his toes and definitely strains to reach up just to grab archie's beard and tug him down by it. stares. squints. steals his bandanna and runs.

it’d reminded him of a sun-worshipped boy, kissed by sea salt. his feet hot on the sand, kicking up the grains as if they were gold thrown to beggars. his mother’s voice loud as it ricochets against the aggressive waves of high tide, she tells him that home is close  &  to come to it when he got lonesome. he wasn’t so lonesome now. this waterlogged boy was a waterlogged man, his chest swells with the rising tide – there’s an ecosystem sitting atop his diaphragm. when he breathes an entire world breathes with him. when he presses his lips to the inside of a pallid wrist, there blossoms the coral reefs that lie beneath the green water. around him lived the beginnings of time, the primordial genes of life. in him, there lived the ability to bring back what was once pale  &  tired from a tiresome life. his fingers wrap themselves ever so carefully around his delicate wrist, so starkly different he’s caught peering at the exposed bit of skin – minoru is made of shadows, purple veins like spider webbings.

❛    ━━━━  YA COULD’VE ASKED.    ❜       his voice is that of a careful current, warm whirlpools among its brethren. another kiss is pressed into his skin, only this time to his open palm – where the piece of fabric is tangled in his fingers.      ❛     i would’ve given it freely.     ❜