᭟᭟ 𝑻ꑛ𝙴̴ B༙̌ₒᴼₒᏳ𐌄ሃϻ𝙰̴η

⠀ 𝓘 𝑊𖦹𝑁𝐷𝐸𝑅 𝐼𝐹 𝐼 '𝐿𝐿 𝐵𝐸 𝐴𝐵𝐿𝐸 𝑇𖦹 𝐻𝐸𝐴𝑅 𝐼𝒯 . ⠀

eventually, when they are all gone, yes i will. i hope so

⠀⠀ hmn …. ❨ the braided green roots lifted him from behind his desk and calmly inched him around the corner , thorns continuing to dig into his skin as he shifted . ➻ ⠀

⠀ He is a bold one. For a moment she’s silent, as if considering his offer, the grip on his neck never wavering. Instead, her expression cracks and in the blink of an eye … she’s laughing in his face. And she almost looks human—almost. “ Wow, you humans never ⤦

signing a deal with the devil. a mistake she’s already made, and crane is quick to betray—she knows that. but the advantages offered are too great in a city full of wolves. you have to know how to build a pack. so she uncrosses her arms and lets him approach. she doesn’t use ——

⠀⠀ ❨ there was a silence in the room that was only filled by the sound of his pen hitting the page ‘neath it , and the slow ticking of the clock . thinking of how to say what ➻ ⠀

the edges of her reverie grew bitter——there was fervor in the way her eyes never dared to rip away from his gaze and the twisting churn in her stomach that almost grew nauseating. to be known of her own motives, it had been merely unpredictable. the only reason she made ⤷

IM GONNA ROT?

you're rotting