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* ⌒ 𝑒𝓃 𝐅 ͡ᵘ𝙴┈ G⃞𝖔 .
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ݁ ⁎ ⠀ ⠀ ׅ︵ ⠀ ⠀ your ⠀ ⠀ ݁ ⠀ ⠀ .̳ ⠀ s⃣𝖎𝖓 ⠀ ⎯ּ︭ㅤㅤ۪ㅤㅤ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⃜ ‘ 𓍢ִ໋🕯️ ⠀⠀ ⠀ demands ⠀⠀ ͟… ⠀ ⠀ ݁ ⠀ ۷𝓮n̲𝚐eanc𝓮 ͟. ⠀
⠀ ⠀———⠀ ⠀ Katılım Mart 2019
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able to do * anything otherwise. ”
chato couldn’t help but wonder * why she seemed to hold such an agitated distain toward him, in the moment.
“ being a stump doesn’t sound appealing. ”
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a grimace befell the man as he heard the words the enchantress speak. he had to be careful with his choice of words —— hell, he wasn’t sure speaking is the right option.
“ i’d prefer to keep all my limb in tact, ‘cause i wouldn’t be
_____ ˗ˏˋ ᵈʳ’ ᗰ ᵒᵒⁿᵉ ࣪ ִֶָ☾.@TwoMoones
⠀ “ 𝐩𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 . “ she sharply spat back , corneas gleaming with reflective light . intentional with her malicious tongue, out of distain — and , selfish vengeance. ⠀
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clever or not, just the warmth of the flames within him was enough to cause some meltage.
tattooed brows furrow down above his gaze; with what movement he could muster, “ ice ain’t ever been too effective against me, unfortunately. ”
_____ ˗ˏˋ ᵈʳ’ ᗰ ᵒᵒⁿᵉ ࣪ ִֶָ☾.@TwoMoones
If he was clever ; he’d stay in the ice . her grimace only deepened into a scowl, ice melting away from only half of his face at the sorceress’ glare pierced like daggers . “ 𝐬𝐨 — 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙙, “
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spell is cast, and just as quickly, the ice begins to drip and melt. the encasement surely wasn’t * meant to last against chato, was it?
_____ ˗ˏˋ ᵈʳ’ ᗰ ᵒᵒⁿᵉ ࣪ ִֶָ☾.@TwoMoones
⠀ a cast of a spell ; { * 𝕽𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 }’s encased in ice . ⠀
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for them and offers the paper toward clark. “ si no te perdones a ti mismo, como te van a perdonar los de más, huh? wipe away those tears, you’re too strong for that. ”
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that’s what he’d always tell himself, after he’d black out.
“ i’m hoping nobody tries to start shit with you. ” chato glances around and spots some leftover napkins from a previous day’s take — out; he reaches
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“ yeah, ” chato grimaced, “ that makes sense. ”
he was never too hungry after the fact, either ——- it always felt like the opposite, like he wanted to throw up, as if that would vomit out the sin of the
𝔢l 𝔡iablo ˎˊ˗ #event .ᐟ@K3ROSEENE
( at first , she didn’t answer him. Her mind was busy replaying the most violent moments of what had happened just a few hours earlier — the image of the gun pointed at the spot where the bullet that killed her had passed still made her blood boil. Took a deep breath , nodded +
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some water before offering it to clark. “ límpiate la cara, and i’ll get you your food, yeah? ”
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he starts to trek toward the kitchen, now.
“ sit down, we’ll get you kinda cleaned up, first. ” chato heads toward the sink, and after digging through some drawers he finds a rag ——- he runs it under
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he nods his head toward the kitchen, “ c’mon, i was making chilaquiles ‘cause i was waiting for you to get back, but it looks like you need them more than i do. ”
with that, he doesn’t glance back, but
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the tattoo filled man’s arms crossed knit against his chest, his brown gaze flitting over her to check for any sort of injury.
it didn’t look like she was hurt. she was the one doing the hurting.
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ever since chato santana returned to life, he’s been lost ——- unsure what to do with his newfound freedom. the predecessor of his *curse didn’t mind having him around too terribly, and for that he was thankful.
𝔢l 𝔡iablo ˎˊ˗ #event .ᐟ@K3ROSEENE
now she was there, standing before him , in a state that left no room for imagination. Kept the gaze downcast , hung her coat on the coat rack —- it still reeked of ash and despair . )
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a guest, despite how long he’s been staying there ——- with her face splashed with a crimson stain.
“ what, i can’t be walking around but you can? that don’t seem fair, flaca. ”
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remiss to not admit there was a vague worry tugging at him. especially when the clock ticked past twelve a.m, then one, two and now three.
now, she walked into her home ——- he still thought himself as
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with the curse of flaming vengeance after dying multiple times wasn’t the most peaceful of things, but chato seemed to enjoy his life the way it is now.
clark had gone out a while ago, and he would be
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