* 𝕰𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐇'𝐒 𝕳𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!

no grave can hold my body down —— i’ll crawl home to her.

sanctity’s carved into the curves of her waist, she came alone to tempt her fleeting fate, thieving hands slithered——akin to a snake; do you not know .ᐣ you’ve already bit the bait.

❝𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃... 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃. 𝖂𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌 𝕿𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑, 𝕵𝐑. ⋆.ೃ࿔ ☠️ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒. ⋆.ೃ࿔ ☠️ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄.❞

& when it comes to her, i don’t negotiate.

at the end as at the start, and through all the in—betweens, i love you.

she’s beauty, she’s battle, & she walks like both.

i've vowed to love and cherish you until my life's last light flickers away — my bones crumbling to dust — until my very soul ceases to exist.

and i am coming home to you with my own blood in my mouth, and i am coming home to you if it's the last thing that i do.

she never needed saving. he knew that the moment he met her. but he still sharpened his blade, just in case she ever wanted backup.

our love conquers all.

« thickly, she slowly takes an incredibly cautious step toward the Stranger. “. . . . Y-You look like a pirate from my fairytales. . .” Is all she manages to whisper. Of course, she doesn’t know if she’s terrified by that or fascinated.