#midnathe

[svjevng]

COLOR BOARD !! @midnathe  ( + red/black )

⋯  status: still accepting

❝ The darkness guides me though pain, the light just emphasizes it. The cuts and blood aren't to be seen but felt and the shattered glass from the jar of hearts is to be picked up, not dismissed. ❞

[deflous]

"Baby, I’m a sociopath."

❀ ; @midnathe​ – ‘ Are you my sweet, sweet serial killer, baby? ’ The corner of her lips twitched up into a lopsided, yet wicked smile as she allowed the words to fall past her lips. It was weird, it felt as if she had something inside her that made it easy for her to be so calm when mentioning such words. Serial killer. Why was those words so familiar for her? Never had she put her hands on something dirty, but it felt as if her inner had some … connection with such thing. No, she was wrong. However … if she was pushed to that point, she surely wouldn’t think twice and just do it. The question is, though, who wouldn’t? 

Fingers ran through the long, blonde hair of hers as she just looked over at the other with an eyebrow raised, ‘ What does sociopaths do? Do they always kill? Can they love? They can’t, right? They have no feeling. Ice cold, stone heart, no different from a psychopath. Or am I wrong? ’ 

Head tilted backwards slightly, a hand came up to be placed over her mouth as soft laughters escaped those peachy tiers of hers. ‘ You would be a hot serial killer. Pretty sure some would love to be killed by you. But then again, you probably already kill them with those looks. ’ And now she was just talking nonsense. Like always. Anyways. ‘ Just kidding– ’ Scarlet snorted, ‘ Where were we and what were we saying? ’

[5omnam-blog]

[sms: toy] come over.

[ sms: Handsome ♥ ] Okay! I’ll be there soon  

  —☾ Leo stuffs himself into a pair of tattered jeans, pulling them hastilyover the boxers he had been lounging around in. The jeans ride a little lowon his hips, but the length of the oversize hoody he tugs over his head easilycompensates for what the pants lack. It only takes just a few minutes afterreceiving the text message from Nate for Leo to be out the door, tripping over himself like an excited puppy in his haste to leave.

           Having no car, Leo resorts to the skateboard tucked under his armfor transportation. It’s a little obnoxious, trying to weave safely through thedense current of people on a busy city street, but he manages to propel hisway down the sidewalk towards Nate’s home with stars in his eyes. He thinks he feels something genuinely like love when he glances downat his phone and catches a glimpse at his wallpaper— a photo of them he had taken. The adoration in his expression is obvious.Painfully so. 

          If only he had a fucking clue.

[svjevng]

[text] It’s a lube slip n slide down the hallway now. Details later. 

( sms; → fuckboy. ) I....don’t know why the hell you are telling me this( sms; → fuckboy. ) AND I DON’T WANT ANY DETAILS !!!

[svjevng]

R Y U  S U J E O N G . ➝ N A T H A N A E L  M O R G E N. @midnathe​ !!

❝  I`ll get straight to the point, love. People have been after me for a thousand years and I`m always one step ahead, so whatever it is you`re trying. Go for it, give it your best shot. You won`t succeed. ❞