#mikolson

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❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

revolt ? brows furrow slightly , the tips of raspberry fingertips twitch in the ache of eminent emptiness. that was the curse she was born to bear , an emptiness so devouring that in the wake of sudden light the darkness is never too far behind to snuff the warmth of it's embrace. rosy tiers part but no sound emits past them. she's so quiet , lost for words. doe gaze lingers to pristine features and searches to find them , yearning to understand what thoughts and feelings exists within. doing this - whatever this was .... was it meant to be like this ? insecurities festering through bloated veins and subtle idiosyncrasies scraping and scourging to the surface of her skin. it was all fun - but the overwhelming understanding of wanting more keeps rearing its head , but as soon as it comes she's violently shoving the feeling deep down so she could writhe in the complacency of the being in the moment. it's better this way , is what she convinced herself. harder and harder it became to just ignore this light airy feeling they give. her breath flows out slowly , so controlled it hurt through the strain. nimble hand outstretches , cupping the warmth of her palm to their cheek and guiding their eyes to her own. tone soft , light as a feather. ❛   no --- never , why do you ask ?  ❜

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a bouquet of flowers for kol's girl on this thursday afternoon 💐🌻🌷🌺🌹

the way a lil blush blooms on her cheeks as she lets the crown of one of the flowers dance along her skin as she takes in the scent. you are the highlight of her day. she is happy. prepare for smoochies 😚😚

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for @mikolsen continued from here

recently days have felt a little less monotonous since the night she met them . it was new and bright and sticky - making her feel as if she's never experienced the true intensity of romance before . big doe eyes constantly dizzy with longing . aching from the way her name drips off his tongue and lives in her veins . sticking themselves beyond the flesh and in the bone , creating a home inside her . there was a moment well before their meeting that she felt a disease gnawing inside her , the emptiness of nimble hands to be insufferably incurable , and although she has had the weight of others it was not the same as how it felt with kol .

she watches wistfully as he pulls the rings from their fingers , tilting her head back to get perfect view of the oceanic eyes that have captivated her so . getting lost in them before their voice echoes in her daydreams - pulling her back to them . because in their eyes she could live , to entangle herself in . a stifled whimper escapes , thighs being spread , to open a spot for them . her body follows direction , even if not in a command , shifting the weight of her hips to slide closer to the edge of the marble , the thickness of thighs cushioning them .

the silence encompasses but it speaks volumes to the need provoking a deep yearning to meld their lips to hers , to taste and feel and crave them over and over again . brows grow pleading , her gaze steadfast , remaining locked on theirs . the world seems to fade around eachother . her breath so heavy with anticipation trembles softly , lingers in the deafening silence that holds them . teeth clamp against the plumpness of rosy tiers , as words to will her desires remain stuck amidst her throat , a mewl slips . a rather needy desperation becomes her .

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❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ i'm not afraid of death . ❜ death is not something she feared , it never was . chestnut brows knit as widened chocolates wander to theirs , searching through the ocean , braving the tremendous waves carried in their eyes . the sentiment behind spoken words felt as if wielded by a double edged sword . that being alone hand in hand , chest to chest , eyes to eyes together would ensnare a certain unwilful fate , or is it tactical ? a hidden resolve of abandonment brandishing along the doppelgangers existence . hot air lingers past plushy tiers , gently playing with their dark tresses to sooth the storm beginning to brew inside . ❛ but what i am afraid of is losing people , i'm so tired of losing people . ❜

although her skin was soft and she felt like velvet she was hardened by tragedy - vastly surviving what many couldn't even fathom . maybe she did something wrong or maybe she was just too much . a layer of insecurity pangs , it's heard in her voice - much less brave than before , ❛ i just want to let you know that i don't want you to stay here if it's not what will make you happy , kol . ❜

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