#vapidae

     the noise that tears through his throat is an agonized mixture of agony and fury. when the doors to the fortress  f l y  open, the howls and shrieks of the grimm just outside create a dissonant chorus of noise.

     the trail of purple the follows his staggering steps should be enough to reveal what happened. he’s thankful that the doctor and hazel aren’t present to witness such a disgracing moment.

     and then golden eyes fall on  h e r.

also, another thing; it’s okay to like villains. but never try to justify the wrong they’ve done. that’s WHY they’re VILLAINS.

good character =/= good person

u don’t need make up stfu

the bags under my eyes disagree with u but

wHY DID U ICON IT IM WHEEZING

ex cuse mE THEY’re my kid s

for once, watts did the unthinkable.

he took pity on cinder.

head turned and gaze flaying the younger girl, his lips pursed until he finally conceded some mental battle. there would be no glory gained through insulting her now, unsatisfied with salting an already defiled wound.

                          “i might have something..”

he rose from his desk, opening the cabinets and squinting inside, before he retrieved a small rattling bottle containing capsules. extracting two, he handed them over to cinder with a dismissive wave of his hand.