ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ: @archangelsterrarium for Once, The Blood Over Your Hands Is Not Yours. They're Shaking, But You Can't Quite Tell What For. There's A Barrier In The Way, Suppressants Of Some Sort Trying To Mask Either The Fear Of The Violence, Or To Numb The Idea Of The Releasing Adrenaline Choosing To Take Shape In Your Body This Way. One Phrase. That's All It Took For You To Get Here. "would You Kindly." the Rest Of The World Sounds Dim. Foggy. Distant. You Don't Know How Long That Lasts, But You're Shaken Out Of It With The Snapping Of Fingers. you Know Who's Beside You. He Asks For A Light. And You Give It To Him. neither Of You Have To Utter A Single Word For This Charade. Your Nose Crinkles Up To The Steadying Smell Of Tobacco. And It Exhales Out His Nostrils, Your Eyes Catching On The Smoke As It Curls Upwards Into The Sky. Your Vision Grows Blurry To The Sight, But Only Momentarily. scaled Fingers Run Through The Fur Along Your Cheek, Cradling The Side Of Your Face With Utmost Tenderness That Neither Of You Are Sure Is Fully Real, Fully Meant With Its Sincerity. for You, That Doesn't Matter Right Now. it Just Means That You Know You've Done A Good Job. #violence #mind Control #manipulation good, Bad, What's The Difference? πΌπππππ’ πππ β β β β β β β β β β β β β
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