#ch. selim ulusoy.

[scribare-archive]

perhaps i was on vacation and made also 20 new fourth wing oc's

[litearra]

cold,   sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.

flames dance, fires lit to keep the fliers warm in the winter cold. yet she stands too far away to feel the heat. teeth chattering while fear lingers in her eyes, nearly a decade and her fear is still rooted so deeply in her bones. unpredictable as it ransacked the grassland camp, left nothing in its wake - darkness surrounding her as she slept in the ashes of her home. became her only friend in those days when she thought she had lost everything. but shadows do not provide heat, instead, the twinkles of light in her life does. feels the warmth of @literare’s jacket around her shoulders - a soft smile tugging at the corners of her purple-ish lips.      ❝ thank you.❞     she softly murmurs as the back of her head thuds back against his strong chest, tilted as she looks up at him.