#witchsouled

“i won’t get hurt, i promise.”  @witchsouled

He  trusted  Davina  more  than  anybody,  the  idea  of  her  getting  hurt  didn’t  come  down  to  trust  in  her  it  was  others  -   a  target  was  already  on  her  head,  but  since  they’d  been  together  the  risk  of  someone  hurting  her  had  become  greater.  She  was  his  weakness,  but  for  good  reason.  Tony  Stark  didn’t  have  weak  spots  anymore  or  at  least  he  hadn’t  when  he’d  just  been  a  mess  of  booze  and  self - destructive  tendencies.  But  if  he  lost  Davina  he  lost  everything.  

@witchsouled

ALKSDJFALKSJDFLAKSJDFLAKSDF SERIOUSLY SERIOUSLY SERIOUSLY *catch me sobbing in this chilli’s right now and i’m just going to bring @richatire right along for the fucking ride* what in the – fuck i’m… honored really like wtf. i don’t even know how to reply to this one like a human.

WHAT’S MY REPUTATION ? || @witchsouled :  idk you're okay . you kind of hogged the womb and stuff when we were baking and i mean , you kind of made up for it over the years and such . you are definitely the better twin and all , and i hate when you call me your better half bc tbh not true.

@witchsouled sald: “ ❝❞ ”

𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙼𝙴 𝙰 ▲ 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂 𝙲𝙻𝙸𝙼𝙱𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝙳𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙼 𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙾𝚆.   &  @passiontorn​​​  !

“Well I'm certainly glad you are choosing a cautiously prudent approach and taking things slow.” Tristan noticed with a glimmer of amusement. Held within, there seemed to be much more to say on the matter. Or at the very least the longing stare he openly dedicated her unequivocally appeared to insinuate so.“You must have severe doubts concerning my taste if you believe I still lack zealous plans to selfishly monopolize every second of your time at my disposal.”The vampire pointed out with unrepentant intimacy as he slowly raised his hand towards her features. “I have contemplated countless sunrises. Not one of them comparable to the sublime, resplendent beauty of the first smile of each of your days. I have walked endless nights. None of them more alluring and bewitchingly inviting than the melodious sound of your voice.” His hand found itself caressing the line of her hair with a latent tone of undeniable affection until he reached her cheek.“I have no intention of ever letting you go, Davina. So by all means. Feel entirely free to write your name with bold, gigantic letters in all pages of any agenda of mine you are able to find.” He acknowledged with the shadow of a private, teasingly warning smirk. “I will unquestionably do the same”

you’re already my big sister :/