#bitescaped

@bitescaped​ asked --- ❛  god ,  you’re  beautiful -  ❜

       𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙲𝙴 𝙲𝙰𝙽’𝚃 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙿 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙱𝙴 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝙽 𝙰𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺. her comment comes out of nowhere and a smile tugs the corners of her lips, a laugh following. it almost seems like the werewolf hadn’t even realized she said it aloud until alice reacts. that’s when her expression falls and a sparkle finds it’s way to alice’s eye. her smirk grows at the wolf’s blush. ❝ oh? that’s lovely of you to say --- ❞ she hums and leans against the counter. the wolf had come into her bookshop before but it’s the first time she’d really spoken to her, like this especially. but alice finds it adorable, if anything. 

* 。˚ ☽ 🐺 ☾ ˚  。*      ━━     wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.     @bitescaped​     //      one    word     prompts .

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒    𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 ,    how    utterly    selfless    and    sweet    for    another    to    even    grace    River    with    even    an    ounce    of    generous    compassion .        let    alone    a    S T R A N G E R .        ❛    You    don’t    have    to    do    this ,    y’know ?    ❜        voice    shakes ,    skeletal    digits    𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜    𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝    𝙝𝙚𝙧    𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙    hand .        she    swiftly    retracted    it    to    be    cradled    upon    her    rib    cage ,    dripping    with    vermillion    ichor .        anxiety    weaves    its    tendrils    in    deep .       [    𝚜𝚑𝚎    𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗    𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍    𝚠𝚑𝚢    𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎    𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍    𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛    𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑    𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 ,    𝚠𝚑𝚢    𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛    𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑    𝚊    𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢  ?    𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝    𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔    𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚢    𝚒𝚜    𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐    𝚒𝚗    𝚝𝚑𝚎    𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜    𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍  ?    ]        ━━         her    crimson    life-force    trickled    down    in    fat    droplets ,    slamming    reality    back    to    the    present    situation    and    out    of    her    𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐝    internal    monologue .       ❛    It’ll    heal    soon    enough ,    ❜    tongue    prods    inner    cheek ,    a    beat    missed ,    the    BEASTLY    scent    thick    with    the    increasing    tension    shared    between    the    pair        ❛    But ,    I    suspect    you    already    know    why .    ❜

“  oh yeah?  and what am i,  princess?  “   fond nickname leaves his tongue teasingly,   but her words trigger those pesky butterflies in the core of his belly.   VULNERABILITY IS NOT A STRONG SUIT.    even with someone he so readily wants to share every side of his soul with.   it has taken some discipline not to run away.   RUNNING AWAY WAS EASY ,     a cowardly way out.   if he stayed,  if he went,  there was always a possibility of getting hurt.   the latter guaranteed it would happen.   flynn slowly steps forward,  expression softening.   “  i hope if you can see what i am ... you aren’t too disappointed. “