#voidcat.selfships

You and which blorbo(s)

“You do nothing but eat and hunt all day!”

“Set yourself free in the forest and I’ll hunt and eat you all day.”

« War of the Foxes » — (caleb x danyl)

“You with the dark curls, You with the watercolor eyes”

“You who bares all your teeth in every smile—

—He says: I can always hear you sing, I wanna hear you speak to me scream.”

(closeups and full version w/ lyrics and fully clean under the cut)

{ 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃, 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 }

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The sound of a door opening and closing gently courses through the air, the clink of the tiny bell above alerting the odd shop of newcomers.

A small space, crowded and burstling with trinkets, decorations, traces of years long lived memories and whatnot; the fresh eyes observe the place with sparkles in their eyes.

In the far back of the store, out of the eye, in a small corner by an intricate shelf sits two dolls, facing more each other than the outside world.

Unresponsive too, unless he is pushing your buttons, getting under your skin, acts he begin to frequent foolishly at the beginning stages for the sake of receiving a reaction— some of your traits begin to resemble a pink head, ocean eyes that he does not wish to think about in his supposed safe space. He doesn’t wish to bring nuisances home, let alone ones like him that are a hassle to deal with. This is meant to be his haven, his safe space you so he has to get to the bottom of it somehow.