#nightmarething

[ijustwannamakeemojis]

[ID: Six pixel hearts of various flags in order being Schooldoodlic, Lexeunderwater, Loathenzh, Nightmarething, Radiumcollector, and Facade. End ID]

@spirits-gender-coining Schooldoodlic

@revenant-coining Lexeunderwater, Loathenzh, Radiumcollector

@webby-mogai Facade

[hellfiredawn]

‘ we’re out of time. ’ @ miguel :-)

soft, angsty starters // accepting.

“Dang it!!”      he throws hands up in the air, basketball dropping back into the bottom of the game. Soft sirens and laughter echo throughout the background, the joyful sounds of the arcade Miguel had dragged her to. Tickets begin to spew out of the side of the machine, and he is bending over to collect them all with greedy hands. Counting them for a moment, before he turns to look at Dakota, his lower lip jutting out dramatically.               “Babes, we are so close to getting the remote control helicopter… c’mon, just one more game?”     he’s moving closer to her now, leaning down to nuzzle his nose into her cheek, trying to coax her into staying.

[hellfiredawn]

‘ go on, cry. ’ @ ben lmao

soft, angsty starters // accepting.

Fingers curling into his fists by his sides, index fingernail picking roughly at the skin around his thumbnail, and he is avoiding her gaze. He would not dare give her the satisfaction, not when he barely cries when he is alone. For her, apparently, it does not matter how bad he hates himself. It is not enough to be unable to fall asleep at night, crushing feeling of loneliness keeping him from remembering what happiness truly feels like. Anger spreads through his chest now, and he snaps his gaze back to her now, jaw clenching.                         “Shut the f-fuck up, Dakota. W-what’s your god damn problem lately?”

[sacrillegea]

@nightmarething

The hound stands slightly turned away with fiery hues glued to the ground; to the body that lies before them. Stomach growling with HUNGER, she’ll wet chapped lips before finally raising her gaze back to the other.                                    ❝So what now?❞

[hellfiredawn]

‘ stop looking at me. i’ll kill you. i have a gun. ’ @ miguel lmao

maniac prompts / accepting.

“Ah — ”      he falters for a moment, eyes darting from her to his phone as he tries to think of just what to say. After a moment, Miguel draws his gaze back up to meet hers.    “Totally, awesome but – Dakota, we … both have guns. And I didn’t mean to stare at you, but I think you’ve got like – something on your face.”    His mouth upturns slightly at the corners, as he takes a step closer to her. Narrowing his eyes, as if trying to figure something out, and a hand raises to wipe at her cheek.   “Huh – yeah. Would you look at that? Looks like you’ve got some beautiful on your face right here.”     He grins - worth it.