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hi, promote me, this is a ind. priv. sel. headcanon based & dash only pieck of Shingeki No Kyojin

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hi, promote me, this is a ind. priv. sel. headcanon based & dash only pieck of Shingeki No Kyojin
hi, promote me, this is a ind. priv. sel. headcanon based & dash only pieck of Shingeki No Kyojin
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why can't porco just let me, you know, sit on him, or his face, nothing weird
vvenari / ACKERMAN
❛ We are not done yet, so get up. ❜
she rolls over on her stomach--- cue, pose as a cadaver : this feels nice. ‘ okay, yeah --- Give me a few minutes. ’
it only takes two fingers to keep someone quiet not a hand ( SAFDSGS )
❛ … maybe you should try a blade, instead. ❜
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if all you do is drag on drama and harass my friends, just hard block me cause i am not fucking interested in it or you.
holds onto her
♘.┋ WHY OH WHY DO YOU LONG FOR HER? Yearn for a closeness more toxic / wicked / vile than frail creatures could stomach? BEWARE: skin adorned with spikes, biting deep into flesh & sinew. It taints, this body of hers; it wounds, it cuts, it scathes. UNHOLY WRETCHED THING: soulless, rotting, a disgusting entity shackled by mortal coil. MONSTER IN DISGUISE; they all knew where true nature lay. BEARING fangs whenever sadistic smirk revealed gaping maw. What is in your head? A single thought: everything dies. – a silent whisper, a testimony. Ah … she has been dead for long.
“ …? “
Mayhap other did not mind; had learned to tolerate the stench of dead & those dying. Most beauteous decay: perhaps she was but immune for own physique bore the same marks, same heinous insignia THEY had pressed into MURDERER / MARTYR’s limb & torso. – lo, this pariah merrily joined hands with liars & worse. What else was left to do aside from playing this given part? Dead eyes glaring into the voracious miens of those leading the lambs to the slaughter; apathy worse than before. Even deep down, MONSTER feels but numb: suffocated, beaten left to rot. – they never never never came back.
Aye, ‘twas pariah’s redemption. Her atonement perhaps. To let WARRIOR WARRIOR spent last days in detested company. To mend what fingers could; to fill cracks & gaps & fissures in split / TORN TORN TORN personality, to hold together what would burst apart aching under the weight of guilt & shame.
Silence etches on, lethargic crystalline merely staring ere swift blink allows restless eyes to close. They burnt beneath lids; sleepless forevermore / YOU SLEPT TOO LONG, TRAITOR [let me sleep a decade longer]: die then. Chin dips, forehead resting ‘gainst protruding bone. Pieck’s shoulder seems a well-sought resting place for one’s heavy head, held exhale leaving parted lips in form of an almost noteless sigh. MONSTER / MARTYR does not return the half-embrace / half-god forsaken CHOKE but tension abates. – she rests / she stays.
vvenari.
❛ … do you need help with that ? ❜
‘ ---- no, i have it. ’ proceed to fall on the floor.
Pieck leans in and licks Mikasa cheek
❛ —… ❜
HOW BOLD , how bloody / a feral animal stuck in the back of a throat, unafraid and daring — hear me, hear me. I want to devour you, I want to eat your heart. Even in the dark corners of her mind, she imagines her hungry lips leaving a trail of red upon the pale flesh, though the sudden intimacy between them does not impress her, nor does it leave a mark. It is fleeting and empty, just like the hollowness of the body that is half-drowning in an endless sea of blue, despite her playful demeanor and the small smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. It is only there to fool you / she wants to fluster you / she wants to make you blush, but there is no warmth or tenderness in the way she leans in, her breath tickling the side of her exposed neck, or in the way she eliminates the space between them — only excitement, perhaps even curiousity. Mikasa holds her chin between her fingers and for a brief moment her gaze lingers upon her youthful features, examining the darkness of her eyes, the grip on the shifter’s face light and gentle. She is uninterested in her games or whatever urges rest beneath the skin, though a small part of her already knows she has succeeded: she, a cunning fox / you are shivering, you are uncomfortable / victory, victory.
❛ Pieck — careful. ❜
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literally anyone: *sits even remotely near Pieck* Pieck:
#callout post for pieck for being a ho
VALIDATE ME MS. PIECK
Kisses 2/5 —- @todsengel
lithe anatomy, resembling childish stature, lies off in a ball, arms over legs, tucked away in herself : comfort is oft a rarity, & let alone a moment of solitude was much more, difficult to take — She drowned in the taste of alcohol, sweet burning follows her stained lips — HOWEVER, MALE FIGURE / TOWERS AT HER SIDE — he had APPROACHED HER while she doze : an invasion of privacy, but for who, for the woman took his hands, & forced he to sit with she, & without WARNING / APPROVAL, she sat upon his lap —- fingertips now, caught up in tangled tresses, thick & black, just like his stare, & much like her own, HOW AMUSING.
obsidian pits & clocks of lashes held to a stare, flutters / blinks interrupt, here a girl, vile / cruel by intent, idles in loose clothes sits upon THE GREAT EREN YEAGER LAP, my, my, what a perplexing scene this was, almost as an obnoxious play, where the damsel will sit with her beloved prince —- FRAGILE GIRL, YOU KEEP LEANING CLOSER, taking away space, what game are you playing —- YOUR BONES are structured to wast dainty & your heart is far too frivolous to feel, but why do you feel yourself making mistakes : single beats now skipped, a heart flutters / heavy prodding began to a hollow chest –- full of mirth & immoral impulses - frisson comes with euphoric, for drowsy eyes narrows / crescents below shut lids, & lips twinged, & found his, a warm kiss is pressed, her tiers settled against his calloused surface — her cheeks, are somewhat FLUSTERED & CHARMED, she is far too tired to tell if it is from he or the ale, nor at this time can she tell if she cares —- She breaks the buss, titter held in the based of her throat, as she shakes her head, a lazy motion most likely blamed to her prior hobby, sylphlike body shifts, & her face hide in the crook of a man’s neck : somnolent movements comes with hands, resting against a raptured rib cage —- this sensation felt so odd. HA. it was exciting. ‘ —- No one has to know. ’ soft croons, inadvertently, slipped from impaired touche, really so impatience to speak. ‘ it can be a secret. ’ after all, you both hide them so well.