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                  brows raised ever so slightly but he shrugged.    ❛      choose because of what you think, not what others might.    ❜      he had always done what he needed to do to survive. he didn’t stop much to think about what other moral bounds he may have crossed as long as he was in the bounds of his own. still now that he was in the same town for more than a month he suddenly was faced with not being alone, with having company. the nephilim was learning now what it meant to be cared about.  

                                 boy crowned king with no one by his side. now he has his own queen. edward had suggested that they unpack a few of her items rather than leave it to servants. amusement sat upon his features as he looked over at her, brow raised ever so slightly.        ‘      you do it, then, if you’re so clever     ’     the challenge was teasing but it still hung in the air waiting to see if she would take him up on it. 

thought we built a dynasty that heaven couldn't shake ( @rageleft )

​he’s loyalty, she’s hope. or maybe i’ve got that switched. but these things hardly matter when she’s got him wrapped up tight, when his LIPS find home at her shoulder, because where they meet, there’s light. @rageleft

                                         “You see, petting your dog...”

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             it was the anniversary of the day he was kicked out from his first foster home and he was celebrating the way he always did. he had planned on spending it alone in his home also known as one of the abandoned apartments in town. he didn’t count on cora looking for him. he jumped ever so slightly from her voice having not heard her walking in stuck in his thoughts. he shrugged at her question, eyes trailing to the left were three bottles of vodka sat empty on the floor.   ❝   three, no four bottles.   ❞   his words slurred as he looked up at cora from his seated position on the floor. 

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