wander the streets;
i'm sorry, young man, i cannot be your friend ; i don't believe in a f a i r y t a l e end. i don't keep my head up all of the time— i find it dull when my heart meets my mind. ( independent multichara blog ; )
devouringstate:
( glancing up, then, she notices that concerned expression— and, impulsively, reaches out to smooth the furrowed skin between brows; almost frowning disapprovingly for a few beats. ) “Don’t—do the face. It’s a good thing. I th—ink.”( she’s unable to hold back the threat of smile, at any rate, even in concealing it. ) “I k—issed a boy. Or. He kissed me, a—ctually. And he’s very…lovely. The loveliest.”
and, impulsively, reaches out to smooth the furrowed skin
between brows; almost frowning disapprovingly for a few beats. )
“Don’t—do the face. It’s a good thing. I th—ink.”
( she’s unable to hold back the threat of smile, at any rate, even in concealing it. )
“I k—issed a boy. Or. He kissed me, a—ctually. And he’s very…lovely. The loveliest.”
( his nose crinkles at her touch, instead ;
he fights back a little laugh at the action,
covering his mouth with a hand, in case he fails. )
( he doesn’t respond immediately,
though there’s a hidden smile. )
“ Sounds like a good thing t'me.
Th’ loveliest, huh? ”
7 years ago via mythkillers-blog with 9 notes
#squeaKs ba e e e e #; muse : eloi . #devouringstate