TERROR OF DEATH.

      “    but  aren’t  you  the  one  foaming  at  the  mouth   …   ?     “

he’s  an  ass  to  like  everyone  he  meets   ,   but  honestly  i  think  it’s  fun.   obviously  he  goes  like  way  too  far  a  lot   ,   but  it  kinda  balances  out  with  each  moment  that  he  shows  he  cares   &   the  growth  he  goes

*punches  the  dirt*   /   @onifated

haseo: i'll go first

YOU WERE ALWAYS ONE TO STARE OFF INTO SPACE . clumsy and awkward through and through - your brown eyes gazing at nothing in particular . actually , they sort of hurt from the setting sun’s light as you stood at mac anu’s harbor . blonde locks moving with the gentle wind . it felt good on your skin , the cool air of autumn .

it wasn’t like you were lost in thought , quite the opposite . you’d been simply giving a blank stare as people clad in armor pass by - minding their own business . 

the only thing to bring you back to earth were the sound of footsteps approaching you . instantly , you snapped out of whatever trance you were in and quickly turned to face whomever it was .

it was haseo .

your best friend - the love of your life . light gasp escapes your soft lips as you whipped around . it was almost ridiculous , how you looked when you did so . “ haseo , hello ! i wasn’t expecting you to back from your adventure with sylabus and gaspard so soon ! “ / @shouxiaos .

you  are  nothing   /   an  empty  beast  left  howling  for  justice   (   &   your  hands  are  not  holy   /   yet  your  blood  is  not  your  own   ).   reaper   /   you  are  the  touch  of  death   &   destruction   (   the  end   ).   it’s  sight  of  an  angel  amidst  the  wave  of  adventurers   /   that  fuels  an  empty  heart  with  something  warm   (   something  more  than  this  hunger  to  bring  an  end   /   for  all  you’ve  wanted  was  to  see  the  end   ).

you  never  knew   /  this  would  be  your  ending   (   your  beginning   ).

the  sight  of  atoli  brings  a  small  smile  to  your  lips   /   a  rarity  on  your  visage   (   never  once  has  your  smile  ever  felt  real   /   as  if  it  held  it’s  own  gravity   /   as  though  it  was  more  than  just  an  empty  lie   ).   your  hands  are  not  holy   ,   but   /   they  still  glide  towards  hers   &   interlock  with  her  delicate  hands.   you  were  careful   /   it’s  a  strange  feeling   (   your  hands  being  careful   /   it  was  still  something  you  needed  to  adjust  to   ).

after  all   /   your  hands  have  caused  ruin.