#wooooo

[doodlebugdude]

Rsd is a bitch.

Fuckin

:(

Not gonna cry

[ineffablexsuitcase]

I AM FREE!!!!!!

I AM FREE FOR SEVEN WEEKS AND THREE DAYS

FREEDOM

[abysmallydull]

HE SWITCHE ON MIC

[tepaofthevalleyofthewind]

I'm sleeping in a separate room tonight you bet your ass I'll be catching up on sfth

[charlotteflairsarmvein]

Ready for the Queen 🦋💎

[cliffsecord]

18.25 hours of OT on this next paycheck

[m-11o]

NOTHING CHANGED. in the back of his mind, mello stays overly distracted. the kiss lingered on his lips. seared into his skin further engrained into his bones. earlier as he cupped cheeks and begged. overjoyed when sachiko agreed. it was slow. patience so mello could map out the entire thing. remember each large uncharted land of her skin. slowly it trailed from her lips to cheeks before he admired handy work. pride could poison but his weaning made him exempt. today however this was a distraction. keeping his usual pristine gaze hazy, the fog of affection is thick around the top of his head. swirling there swallowing his senses. mindlessly he mechanically bites into chocolate. still not as sweet as she was. mello is almost appalled the treat attempted to mimic her.

however as mentally inept as he was. he eyes a man who's hand didn't leave his pocket. lingering pacing into line before exiting it. eyes lower into crumple of scowl. untrusting to core. mold often clings to itself. having something dangerous inside himself he can notice the humble way man bows head. security is lackluster. one even yawning having groan bored with the mundane task.

quickly feet season his stride. he's on a mission now honing in on this individual. trying to lean closer— stain her. he wasn't gonna let that happen. suddenly he's standing like her shadow, even as @starchiko sits he refuses to. silent slow shake of his head unimpressed by this man's singing. pity party forces them both to become guests. as the man talks about how he used to frequent events just like this. before premature firing forced him to flea, not a respectable director any longer.

hands are faster but mello is faster. sign of silver and he almighty in way he hauls sachiko to her foot. BANG. he doesn't panic because he doesn't hear her scream. fingers grow sweaty with nerves but he keeps their fingers locked as his free one holds pistol. their life line. she was his separate organ walking outside his body. its not until they're driving he feels pang in his gut. metal and soft flesh not able to bind. hunching forward he speeds. blood loss is slow. but she speaks and it keeps him from subcoming to the pain.

“ they should have watched closer! what if i wasn't fucking there?! and your father thinks im the issue?! he's lost his mind. ” hotel is on lockdown now, mello's hand stays pressed against his stomach as he speaks. brows wearing line of sweat. stopping only when she gasps seeing red against olive skin. gripping his wrist he's dragged to the sink. “ i'm fine— you're the one i'm worried for ” ( SACHIKO INQUIRIED: sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean PROMPTED ■. CLOSED ) her movements are precise and only then does he fall silent. instead watching closely.

[fagdykestappen]

yippee back to having an about page instead of a pinned post. lets see how long this phase lasts