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I'll fucking digest you one kiss at a time.

she mends what i tear apart the holes in the bronze hammered into my soul // bruises blossom on her neck evidence of my savagery and she strokes my bones and clutches close my skin stitched together the patchwork pieces // i would fight for her die for her again and again and again tear myself to ashes if only to fall between her fingers (x)

You loved me—then what right had you to leave me? What right—answer me? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart—you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you—oh, God! would you like to live with your soul in the grave?

KlarolineAUWeek ↳ AU: All Human ↳ Workplace romance

Jonerys Week ↳ Day 06: Favorite Parallels // Fire And Blood // Soulmates Or Genderswap AU

“You have me. Until every last star in the galaxy dies. You have me.

And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.

Thousands of years ago, there came a night that lasted a generation. Kings froze to death in their castles, same as the shepherds in their huts; and women smothered their babies rather than see them starve, and wept, and felt the tears freeze on their cheeks... In that darkness the White Walkers came for the first time. They swept through cities and kingdoms, riding their dead horses, hunting with their packs of pale spiders big as hounds.