rumi gently returned the kiss, refusing to move her hands from him, her grip tightening if anything. . . as though he’d disappear again. only moving to lean her forehead against his now with an exhale.
“ you sacrificed yourself for us, i couldn’t… ignore that, you know? ”
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“ i . . . got to thinking, i could replace some of your soul with my own, piece by piece. . . a piece of yours would be shifted out of the sword… in theory… ”
her gaze looked back at her sword where it sat on the ground behind them.
“ i needed you back… i had to try… ”
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upon seeing jinu, her breath got caught in her throat. she couldn’t move, she couldn’t think. part of that was due to the searing pain flowing throughout her body.
within seconds, without even thinking, she’d moved forth and her body collided with jinu’s as her arms wrapped —
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how long had rumi spent trying to forge pieces of her soul into her sword as @SAJABOYSL3ADER had done with his entire soul? weeks, it was painful, screams every time she worked. her sword always soon disappearing.
tonight was different, a light appeared in front of her, bright.
||: i hate bringing drama and shit to your timeline but not all of what is talked about in this thread is just petty drama, please give a look through this thread that i made about someone i used to be friends with just in case you want to avoid her!
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||: hey! so i was friends with a person who has been accused of stalking and manipulating people against someone who has had issues with her in the past.
she was accused of sexually interacting with a minor as an adult but has repeatedly used the 'flaws' of the person who she —
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i became good at pretending. i became so good that after a while the lines blurred between my truth and fiction. and sometimes, when i did a really good job of pretending, i even fooled myself.
“ where were you? . . . what… have you been doing? you… smell different. ”
a small frown, arms tightening, a bite to her bottom lip, careful to not pierce her own skin with a fang.










