IMSCARED. ( ap )

“… Did’ja go through my diary? How’d ya know this is what I wanted?” Kiss, kiss.

Hand comes to grasp at his chin, putting that thinking face on as Darkness doesn’t normally specifically choose anyone for a fun time. It’s only moments later a brilliant idea comes to mind, snapping blackened fingers and looking back to the other; “ – Ah! I got it. How ‘bout we do a little browsin’? Yanno, walk on the streets, lurk at roofs of some stores? I’ll even get’cha somethin’ delicious while we’re out, even if ya can’t taste it. I’ll describe it to ya… What I think it’d taste like anyways. “ 

There’s a cheeky grin forming over dead-like features, leaning over to place multiple pecks to cold flesh. That smile only grew bigger with each one, once done with the demon nuzzled into their ear. Even laughing some before speaking again; “ – Whaddya think, swee’heart? I think it’ll be badass. But o’course, you’re my Queen, change the plans however ya want. This is your day! … It’s always your day, what the Hell am I talkin’ about. “

     she’s not sucked into the s p i r a l, this vortex that is slowly consuming the town. the closer to the lake you get, much like the center of a vortex - the quicker it goes. this woman, from the peripheral of someone’s eyes she’d look monstrous, but dead on - she’s humanoid: european looking. she doesn’t belong here.                                                                                               ❛ you should’ve listened to your boyfriend. ❜