

⠀ ⠀ ( * … )ㅤ𓁹 ⸻ ݁ 𝒊 𝓛𝚄𝚁𝙺 𝙞𝙣 ᵗʰᵉ 𝑫𝐴𝑅𝐾, & 𝙮𝘰𝘶 𝖘𝔱𝔞𝔶 in the l͟i͟g̲h͟t͟ !ᴀɪɴ’ᴛ 𝒏𝙤𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 y̲o͟u͟ ᴄᴀɴ 𝐑𝖴𝖭, 𝐭𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝑎𝑖𝑛’𝑡 𝓝𝙾𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝒀𝑂𝑈 ᶜᵃⁿ h͟i͟d͟e͟ !ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ( * … )ㅤ𓁹 ⸻ ݁ 𝒊 𝓛𝚄𝚁𝙺 𝙞𝙣 ᵗʰᵉ 𝑫𝐴𝑅𝐾, & 𝙮𝘰𝘶 𝖘𝔱𝔞𝔶 in the l͟i͟g̲h͟t͟ !ᴀɪɴ’ᴛ 𝒏𝙤𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 y̲o͟u͟ ᴄᴀɴ 𝐑𝖴𝖭, 𝐭𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝑎𝑖𝑛’𝑡 𝓝𝙾𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝒀𝑂𝑈 ᶜᵃⁿ h͟i͟d͟e͟ !ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ⠀

Hands blindly feel around until they grasp around his arms. She nods her head. “ I did. The bastard gave me the eye he took out back. I wasn't going to let him take it back again. ”

About to say something, but she keeps quiet when he takes her hand. Once he does, 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 of her eyes are closed. Her other eye doesn't have its usual stitching. “ Yes, I'm okay. Just hurts a little. ”

Hand over her own eyes, walking & grabbing things until clutching fabric on @carriondeity's sleeve.

It was more of a dangerous offer; his mother was always the one to hog the wine. It was risky, even though she really wouldn't make a 𝙗𝙞𝙜 deal out of it.

Taking the bucket by its handle. He'll have to throw out the bleach when they get home. Goop continues to drip onto the grassy area, very little eyes manifesting. They scutter to their host's shoes.

underneath from his excitement. He still has to control that.

go to well. ”

far back, bodies unsightly as they looked like they were ripped open from a wild, starving animal. Humming an old tune as he wets the rag & begins scrubbing at the stains stuck in blazer.

( he leans down, giving his wife’s cheek the biggest kiss. ) mwah! ♡

(It takes her a moment to sit up properly, limbs shaky from the pain. Swallowing spit before an airy laugh leaves her. Face reddened from blows, ichor continuing to drip from her nose.) U⎯⎯⎯Uhhuh.. ♡︎

(It hurts real nice. Yelping before laughing, shoulders shaking. There'll be bruises & it'll be tender to the touch. A lovely thought.)

(Head reels with each punch, then she curls inward at her abdomen. Mrs. Giggleshits over here.)

(Spit dribbles from her lips & sprays. Cackling like a maniac, body twitching with each punch.)

& I don't like being pa⎯⎯⎯ (HWAGH. Aching limbs, shaking thighs, aching jaw; the whole package of love! Cracking a grin, slurred & pained cackles.)

(Head reeling back. Holding a bIoody, running nose.) When I say beat me, I mean kicking too. Pulling. Scratching. Things leaving me aching. You know I don't mind you getting real violent.

I haven't gotten hurt in a while. I wanted to feel pain. Masochistic mood, basically.

Can you beat the shit out of me. 😁