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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 ? 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 ? “
[ ... ] 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 in crimson, and scent of rotting remains wafting off his frame as he slowly rises, shaky hands and a trembling gaze settling itself to @shivcomplex. they both look like they were from two entirely different worlds — and SURELY, that can't be closer from the truth. “ ... y- yeah, do you ... y'got water ? ” he's 'gonna need a shit ton more than water to heal those cuts. much fresher than the red tint across pale cheeks, hinting at an assassination gone awry. but she doesn't need to know that : poor, helpless boy — that's your image. “ 'm sorry, i haven't ... fuck, haven't eaten for the past two days, ”
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜, “
[ ... ] 𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐎 the pleasure of pricked skin and draw of red at the hands of @salvatoraes, his neck cranes to the side — an offering in demand of salvation from someone much more tainted than he. " nngh ... ah — " porcelain pink parts as he breathes out a soft whine, half-lidded eyes barely meeting stefan's as he presents himself as a lamb for slaughter : sacrifical blood boy, wholly willing and unmistakably transfixed ... giving himself up for a cause far greater than his feeble mortality would allow. at least this way, no one else has to die. at least this way, he'll go out under his own chosen circumstance — and HOLY FUCK, is it one that he just can't get enough of. " please ? please, can you ... " pearly whites sink into his lesser brim, voice quieting. " do it again ? promise, promise ... i'll be good, "
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎, “
[ ... ] 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐒, that much is obvious. inexperienced hands rendered shaky as he supports himself on top of her. he doesn't want to break skin, peppering soft ... light kisses that it's almost feathery. not when @kurokiborn had been the one to save him : heaven-sent and so utterly biblical that he's not even sure if she's completely real. there's no way, in any universe, that marcus arguello would have his hands on a girl this fucking pretty. " ... you sure ? " eyes searching for saya's, awaiting the approval he craves before he loses himself in her. ( king of consent !! ). " i didn't 'wanna, like ... hurt you, " pearly whites nip onto his lesser lip, pausing. " i haven't ... done this, a lot. fucking. sex. making love ... shit. is it that obvious ? "
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ˢʰᵒʳᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ !!
[ ... ] 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊, brows furrowing and lips pursed, pausing just to make sure he hears @eulogier right. " you want me, the one person here who doesn't look like american fucking psycho, to come waltzing into some billion-dollar manhattan skyrise ... and ... murder your brother-in-law ? " yeah, this is the last time he's going to meet up with some suit called roman fucking roy.
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, “
[ ... ] 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 : not a surprise there. it's more uncommon for @ulfhrafnx to be the one grossly mistaken out of the two, and yet marcus lingers ... presence most likely unwanted, and yet he leeches on to whatever trouble he finds himself in next. well-meaning to everyone unwilling. whatever thrill that can get him the next high, no matter what the cost. " ... yeah, and ? don't think i was supposed to be born either but here i am, " half a joke, but a part of him believes it to be a true. " thought y'could use some backup. who knows what the fuck's out there ? " as if lira would need any protection, and yet there he is ... bat littered in rusty nails — absolutely COMBAT READY
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖, “
[ ... ] 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄. just a little bit crooked, baring bloodied teeth along busted petal, rosy red almost matching the viscera ever-present across pale flesh. niceties from @st1gmata-d come few and far in between : and exactly why he cherishes them like it's a non-garbage dinner, a luxury he can only afford if he sticks by her side. " y'think so ? or are you just saying it 'cause i was coverin' your ass over there ? " he teases them, so-called ' ass saving ' evidenced by the blood slowly trickling down the side of his face ... and yet his gaze remains on them and them alone. " think y'owe me a date now, don't y'agree ? " this time : not a joke
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 ? “
[ ... ] 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐅𝐅-𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆, and an amalgamation of subtlely-filled muscle and mop of uruly curls, his head simply tilts at @tartt9's question. innocence tracing along his features, and at that moment, he almost looks angelic. should he be honest ? NO ... too weird, marcus. TOO FUCKING WEIRD. “ five minutes ? ” is that too much / too little ? king's didn't exactly teach him social cues, moreso how to handle a dagger properly. “ ... why, was it supposed to approach you or something ? i 'dunno how these things work, ”
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, “
[ ... ] 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐖𝐒 on his lesser lip, hues shifting between willie's broken stereo and @st1gmata-d : his ever-present, ever-patient, dare he even say, ever-loving ( ??? ) ... friend. confidante ? somewhere between her preferred spit stain, chip on their proverbial shoulder and forced-menteé. “ ... i owe you a thank you burger, huh ? i don't got a lot of uh, cash but ... ” stealing's against the rules, right ? it should be. if murder's off the table, then surely — “ or d'ya want something else ? just say the word. i owe you a shit ton, luiza, ”
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚒'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜: 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜. 𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎, “
[ ... ] 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 : and in this case ? notoriously sticky fingers calloused through life's unforgiving roundabout out fuckery ... his survival tactic, coupled with a childish curiosity and a nasty tendency to touch ( and conveniently slip into his pocket ) shiny things. unlucky for marcus, however, @ulfhrafnx isnt just some unassuming suit trying to weave his way through a crowd ... but someone closer to godly than anyone he's ever met — something he definitely needs to get used to. “ heh, sorry. old habits, you know how it is, ” has lira ever had to scavage through garbage for dinner, though ? probably not. “ ... what's so special about it anyway ? ”
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚒 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎, “
[ ... ] 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ago, they were completely surrounded. pigs ... circling around the pairs as they were caught somewhere they definitely shouldn't have been. red handed, darkened hues undoubtedly bloodshot : all signs leading towards one, and fuck, does a holding cell on a saturday night sound like absolute SHIT — and so he lies. two metaphorical fingers crossed behind his back as he spun the story them being victims rather than perpetrators. of a couple of kids who just happened to be at the wrong place, at even worse time. he's gotten really good at hiding the blood stains in his hands lately. " y'think so ? must've been all the practice, " he winks to @vihrago, shit-eating grin stretching. " told you i got a few surprises up my sleeve, "
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚒’𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 , 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 ? “
[ ... ] 𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 with only a singular thought running through, desperation evident by the way he immediately shakes his head at @vihrago's question : rather, taunt. all too eager, all too willing to please. eternally at the mercy of another's hand as it graces his tainted flesh. it's no secret that he's touch-starved, desperate to a pathetic degree, staring up at stevie as if she's the only person in the world ( to him, at that moment, she might as well have been ) who matters. " no, please, i can't ... " hips rising and falling, shaky under his own restraints : overstimulated under foreign touch. inexperience more obvious than ever. " please, stevie ... i'll die — "
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 ? “
[ ... ] 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍 that he saves @kurokiborn instead of being the proverbial damsel in perpetual distress, and yet, this time ... it's almost as if the fates have shifted. stepping behind her before a blade could've gutted her from the back, and sacrificing himself in the process. at least if he dies, no one's 'gonna come looking for him anyway. saya has a family at home, and people looking to come to her birthdays ... not her funerals. who the hell would miss the little orphan boy ? " ... i was, i was trying to help you, saya, " hand clutching his stomach, applying pressure to the open wound before bad could turn to a shit-ton worse. " can't ... i couldn't have let you ... die in there, "
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ˢʰᵒʳᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ !!
[ ... ] 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖, incredulous and almost at a loss for words. it's been a while since that happened, a long while, actually. but with @swervdcity in his life ... something tells marcus that god, that cruel motherfucker, has been testing him. " NO, i do not take fucking ... wendy's coupons as payment, miles. what the fuck, dude ?! "
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ˢʰᵒʳᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ !!
[ ... ] 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐌 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 around @3atmaggots shoulder, grin curling up his brims impossibly high, almost heavenwards : hinting at something daring and undoubtedly dangerous. " mikey !! 'wanna do me a quick favour and help hide a body ? "
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎, “
[ ... ] 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 supressing his scoff, unimpressed and wholly bothered by the inconspicuous notion of @startold's words. it's like daisy didn't take it SERIOUSLY ... almost as if none of this truly mattered to her. for him, it's a living. it's how to ensure he won't be starving the next day, but for her ? “ y'said yes to the job. 'gotta honour the code, ” a shrug, features remaining flat in spite of the subject at hand : unfazed at a hit far too big for even the both of them to take on together. god know's this might even be their LAST. “ this is beyond BOTH of us, daisy. you can't just ... go around changing your mind just 'cause you don't feel like it, ”
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˚ ᶜʳᵃʷˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ : “ 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛 ? “
[ ... ] 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 of peace amongst the ever-running commotion, they find themselves in each other's arms. legs tangled between one another's, his arms around @eregored and her's around his own ... now not even knowing where farah starts and he begins. to be WITH someone in this way : close, intimate, loving, he dares even say — he never thought it would be an option for rats like him, ones who wren't handed even a broken spoon. “ hm ? ” daze broken by her inquiry, lips still stained red from her own feeding of him, and pulse running low as it attempts to recuperate. “ oh, y'mean this ? ” vague gesture to the permanent reminder of his past ; one he refuses to run away from but equally never acknowledges. he was weak once, and he'll never let himself be that kid again. “ ... 's nothin'. stupid kid shit back at the home, y'know ? ” not a lie, but not the whole truth either.
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