𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐙𝐔𝐌𝑶𝐍𝑶

𝗶 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗺̲𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗲𝘃͟𝗲͟𝗿͟𝘆 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿̣.

·˚ ༘ ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ₜₕᵢₙₖ 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 'ˡˡ 𝚋𝚎 ᵃ ᵈᵃʸ 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 ｈａｎｄｓ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 ₙₒₜ ₘₑₐₙₜ ₜₒ 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 ?ˏˋ°•*࿐ྂ

⟢ 𝗡𝗢 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗛𝗢𝗪 ⌒◜𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝗜𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦 ݈ ᯤ 𝗜’𝗗 𝗗𝗢 𝗠𝗬 𝗗𝗔𝗠𝗡𝗘𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗧 ࣪ 𝗧𝗢 𝗖͟𝗔͟𝗥͟𝗥͟𝗬͟ ͟𝗜͟𝗧͟ ͟𝗢͟𝗨͟𝗧͟𓈒 ݈ ֵ

[ a heavy – lunged inhale of putrid tar burns tobacco and paper deep enough that ash buckles and falls without more than the push of the breeze. the warhammer titan offers a neutral smile, eyes spotlighting a flicker of attention toward her interviewer. being &&

𝖇uried so many 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 that iʼve lost count. each 𝑓̲𝑎̲𝑟̲𝑒̲𝑤̲𝑒̲𝑙̲𝑙̲ has a piece of my heart w⃝ithering away. .ೃ࿔

idle, and not too happy about it. knife in one hand, flipped effortlessly through his fingers. lit cig placed between his lips. he offers it toward the ( reader )

⠀ ⠀someone up there's 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 me ⠀you'd better 𝒏͟𝒐͟𝒕 get back up ⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ˖° ᵢₜₛ ⱼᵤₛₜ 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖞𝖔𝖚 said៸៸ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ɪᴍ ᴀ ꜱʟᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ↳ 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐌 ⟢ ⠀⠀

⠀ ⠀ ℐ will love you until the end of time. ⠀