#c: sacha allard

[kashimos-hajime]

tw: guns, flashing, blood

[wear headphones!!! :)]

TAKE IT IM PUSHING IT ONTO YOUR PLATE

[kashimos-hajime]

ALSO unrelated but i mentioned some original writing a while back and rn im so overwhelmed with feelings for one of them his name is kingsley and i just love him so much help my emotionally constipated king i mean !!@!@@! 

“Kingsley, hold on. Hold on—it’s so much blood, oh, God, oh, God, Kingsley, you’re bleeding so badly. What did you do?”

“Decided to blow a building up,” he mumbled with an apathetic shrug. “Seemed like murder was the only good thing to add to an impressive resume.”

Sacha did not laugh. Kingsley wished he did. He wished he could hear it before he passed out. The world was edging black; it seemed comforting—still, he didn’t like that as much as he liked the sound of Sacha’s voice.

i have never seen a man more in love