#♤ ❣ links • my heart my heart my beautiful razor heart . bander / rabbit. bandysnatched

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just your daily reminder , they're married. ft. @ripjulie / @bandysnatched

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that's it. that's the ship. (ft) @bandysnatched

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arley gullian white , the vegetarian : bluntly stating he has a porterhouse for his boyfriend while taking bandit's hand it placing it over his jeans. also calling himself pescatarian in a club talking to a girl while staring directly at his siren boyfriend.

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@bandysnatched asked: “  fuck off.  ”

                        friends turned to 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬. no , not simply friends ( 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬. ). soulmates. two sides of the same coin. one side had darkened over time. pressed against the fabric of pocket and rubbed far too much. dropped. chipped. little dents within the grooves. the other side was peeled of it's copper. silver shinning. light but worn away. damaged as much as the other side yet when one pressed thumb against the skin tore. cut. grabbed. which one was the side of the coin , dare say begged the bigger question.

always side by side. hand in hand. making tweedledee & tweedledumb look less like companions. both waving the 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐠. bandit had always casted such a large , looming shadow. but the rabbit did love to hide. finding shelter within such a dark gloomy place. a voice so rough it made his skin spike. a growl that others found horrifying , the rabbit basked in. he had no issue admitting he was 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐲. because oh did he fucking love it. the fanged marks that decorated his throat he wore with as much pride as the lashes on his legs. the riband , serrated like cuts across his abdomen.

only hours before their normal bickering spat did he have that hand wrapped so lovingly around his throat. thumb brushing the fast pulse as opal white eyes dialed. a great heat pooling inside him. jaw tightening in a stubborn line as he let go off his own growl pressing up into it. tongue swiping over fangs always urging the siren to hurt him more. 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭. every god damn second even when he felt like he couldn't keep up. body feeling as if it was being torn. choking back on both pain and absolute pleasure.

but now they were at rest. the rabbit bubbling a deep throated laughter coated with honey and southern scent. pink muscle peeking from behind fangs as he wet his lower lip. brow quirking with a snicker and scrunched nose. the fuck off catching him off guard despite it being coated in the siren's own laughter. arms had been tucked behind his head. one leg out from the covers while the other tucked. enough to cover him. sitting up on his elbow a bit his head fell to a curious little tilt. ‘ i mean i can easily fuckin leave or you can 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩 and fuck me again , you overgrown fishnet. ’