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apex nose upwards, grimacing at @KEPHALSON proximity. “ you reek of devils blood. ”
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hands all over head, clutching so tight it leaves marks upon tender skin. it hurts, a sharp pang right to his eye. makes him breathless.
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since the very feeble flap of wings, anaxagoras was fated to fall. sharp tongue and quick witted, just enough to elicit the gods’ fury. not that it required much effort, see, but he was undoubtedly a hassle.
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——by his side. every night anaxa has proven himself an avid prayer for an angel that never responded back. is that how humanity feels? forgotten. there’s a silent buzz, a warning for angel’s presence among crowded bar that went unnoticed,
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someone is near, however, anaxa doesn't peel his lone gaze away from sheets. ᅟᅟ ᅟᅟᅟ @celestiaIwrath ...
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ᅠ 𝓟┈℘𝗨𝗡𝗖𝗛 ᅠY꩜UR ᅠ𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙎ᅠ 𝕺*𝓤Tᅠ , ᅠℋ𝓘𝑇 ᅠTHE ᅠ…͟ᅠ 𝙋𝘼𝙑𝙀𝗠𝗘𝗡𝕿ᅠ .ᐟ
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i miss amphoreus era this is the coolest thing ever
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mist pans over face at the negative, and anaxagoras understood pretty well ────yet, a playful smile drawn upon lips. “ so i am not your first? oh, my. ” feigning offense,
“mm … maybe? i ‘d rather do the job than seeing someone else do it halfheartedly.” relax conforms upon feature、 a wistful sigh escape drumming throat. digits carding against mint tresses、
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the angel huffed and turned his face to the side, avoiding eye contact.
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“ do you have a hero complex, phainon? ” he inquires, rhetorical. anaxagoras leans in, lips nipping at tender skin of his neck, right upon sun—lit tattoo. “ mhm... i'm sure it would be much easier to keep me safe if——
“it was more of a metaphorical kind of thing!” though he absolutely would view him as god if he allows him to. why not? phainon finds himself worshipping every single feature and detail he manages to catch +
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——you just dropped me off somewhere, don't you think? ” stupid, stupid human. anaxa kisses where he just bit, “ am i your first hunt companion, or you do this to everyone? ”
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