#im screammmmm

[jaebam]

[kaidoumi]

im using my own Dororo fanart for my hp and pc wallpaper XD

[buckythepotato]

WHITE WOLF MY BELOVED

[kuroganai]

9) things you said when i was crying + modern au!!!!

           ๑  THINGS YOU SAID  +  9   //   MUTUALS.

            they say silence speaks LOUDER than words. he digresses. silence, he finds, is the imminent embrace of defeat - it’s the acknowledgement of breathless bait, of RESIGNED terror. he has always known what to say, has always known what to do — so when he doesn’t ( when he’s standing there, hair dripping wet, water trickling from his brow to the dips of his jaw ), he feels his mind go NUMB.

            he thinks of nothing and feels a little less: she is hurting, & he cannot remove the blade that wounds her – ( oh, so this is what VULNERABILITY feels like ). and when he finally moves to pluck the phone from her hand, his mouth stays closed. he reads the message - or skims it, since his head’s not in the right place to comprehend ARTICULATION - then he turns away. poignant.

                     lucky his phone has a case, else it would’ve shattered.

                                    shattered, just like the GLASS wall that separates                                              him from the anger that boils within.

            “—— they don’t know us.” he’s standing in the middle of bedroom, eyes trained on the nightstand where his engagement band sits. “what this is. what we are. they don’t UNDERSTAND.” and right then, he feels the urge to reach out to her, to put his arm around her shaking frame, to brush the tears from her cheeks – but he keeps still. he keeps quiet, & he feels bare. stripped of AUDACITY. what can he say, what can he do. the answer is nothing. he lets her cry, and he absorbs her pain and locks it tightly in his chest. “— fuck them.” he turns to her now, eyes hard. “FUCK THEM.”