Dec 30, 2013
A drabble in which my muse fights against yours ( because she is inherently evil yo and lacks the strength to believe otherwise )
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A drabble in which my muse fights against yours ( because she is inherently evil yo and lacks the strength to believe otherwise )
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Lips Red As Blood || A Drabble
What did she expect him to think of her?
That he'd see a monster--a beast of fell nature?
Although, surprised, Fingon couldn't see her that way--and perhaps that was his failing. He saw good in everyone and everything. And, he really did see good in her. In the way that she smiled, in the light in her eyes, and the purr in her voice. But that might be just what she wanted him to see? And he fell into her trap. ...Or he was making up excuses. But it didn't take any truth away from the grip around his neck. Nails that cut into skin.
"Do you know what I am, Lover?"
Her voice was a hiss and a tighten of grip, but he didn't move, he didn't react. He simply took her in before moving and slipping his hand around her forearm. "I have always known, Vamina. And yet, I've never done anything."
"Oh? I'm sure you have."
She didn't believe him. Of course not. When did anything go right in his life? Why did he expect this to? Thoughts he had Ages past came flooding back to him. He was cursed. Every plan failed. Every good thing turned sour in his hands. He wasn't entitled to happiness. It was a fleeting thought, a dream that he couldn't achieve.
"I've known and done nothing. What does that tell you? If I wanted you dead--if I thought you any less than what you are--you would be so. But, if you are so intent on this orchestrated story of your's... kill me. I've little left in this life. So get rid of it. If you truly think me a liar."
There was a small smirk, and then everything went black.
xsereg replied to your post:STOP MAKING FINGON FIGHT PEOPLE HE CARES ABOUT GDI...
FEELS
SOBS
xsereg replied to your post:
whispers but you’re perfect
and you're sweet and probably slightly biased >.> but thank you
xsereg /anon
.... wow this anon is so sneaky i have no idea who it is Bl /snickers
xsereg replied to your post:I am really only half here. I have this ridiculous...
babyyyy [gives soup]
awwww thank youuuuu
xsereg replied to your post:Oh, moments I want to flip all the tables ever....
#crap did I incite this
yes ;n;
"I can’t even look at you right now."
"--What is it that I've done to warrant that?"