Tumgik
pluievertueuse · 2 years
Text
Written for the @drarrymicrofic prompt “Guilty”. 50 words.
Do you even realize
how guilty you are?
Comforting me, reassuring me,
encouraging me…
to the point where
I trusted you.
You, a beloved friend,
someone I told
my secrets to.
Only to find myself
gasping for breath,
desperate for air.
Do you know
what you’ve done?
Do you know?
1 note · View note
pluievertueuse · 2 years
Text
Written for the @drarrymicrofic prompt “curtain”. 50 words.
His silhouette is nothing more than the soft edges of a memory, highlighted by the sun, bringing him back to life. The cloth is translucent, a curtain of sheer robes covering his skin—clinging to every temptation.
He is beautiful.
He is gorgeous.
He is sin.
I fall to my knees.
1 note · View note
pluievertueuse · 2 years
Text
Written for the @drarrymicrofic prompt “Wow”. 50 words.
“Wow.”
It’s the only word that I can think of; the only word that I can voice.
For surely—surely—you did not just imply that…
No.
No, you did not imply it.
You demanded it.
You.
The Chosen One. Hero of Everything. Doer of No Wrong.
But I will not bow.
1 note · View note