#hand thief

[fictional-worlds-are-exquisite]

Alec: Magnus, come to bed. Please?

Magnus, on the couch: I just have to finish this first, darling. I'll be there soon, okay?

Alec, muttering: If I can't bring you to the bed then I'll bring the bed to you *disappearing into the bedroom*

Magnus, looking up: What was that?

Alec, dragging some blankets out of the bedroom: I'm sleeping on you, move your things

Magnus: *staring at Alec*

Alec, unimpressed: Fine. I'll move them. *pushing Magnus' stuff to the ground and putting his head on Magnus' lap, laying down on the couch*

Magnus:

Alec, pulling up a blanket: Good night, I love you

Magnus:

Alec, glaring sleepily: Say it back or I'll grab a pillow to hit you with

Magnus, slowly: ...I love you too, Alexander

Alec, closing his eyes: That's better. *grabbing Magnus' nearest hand* You only need one hand to write with, you're not allowed this one back until I wake up.

[oljoeart]

May 2017

[thealiviajane]

The Hands

This manifestation of greed drags anyone and anything to add to their mass. Once a hand of a thief, a scoundrel and a liar... now a terrifying cluster of hands.

The hands drag lost souls into the depths of the sewer, it has no mouth and yet it feasts upon the hands of many... leaving the corpses to rot away with no way to grasp reality.

They can steal from anyone even those who are far from impurity, no-one is safe from the hands.

Many survivors of the encounter noticed that their hand was missing or in some cases, even their whole arm.

Nobody knows where exactly they come from; nobody knows where they live.

All they know is dread, creeping down their spines, like tiny fingers crawling into one's flesh.

For those privileged with greed, even they aren't safe from the hands... The hands crave more sinful souls.

More to feed, more to devour...

No-one is safe from the hands.

[thiefhand-blog]

if the two words in my url were swapped things would be.......Drastically different