2: Self Perseptionheavenly_homeDecember 7 2009, 03:37:05 UTC
Grimmjow never understood the human's need to embrace. (A part of him does, nightmarish and strong, screaming somewhere in his mind; locked in a corner but not chained tightly enough.) Touch leads to death in battle, and the blood splattered across his skin is all he ever needs to feel whole.
(Though there's a hole through his stomach that can never be filled, by food or this vague, weak little concept of love.)
He finds himself in destruction and taste of flesh, the crunch of bones between his teeth; Grimmjow does not need anyone else.
When small hands claw at broad shoulders, the truth does not change; nor when his name is breathed-gasped-moaned against his ear.
Re: 2: Self Perseptionheavenly_homeDecember 7 2009, 04:09:35 UTC
I'm glad you liiiked it and I got them right bwaaaaaaaaaah. -A- Thank you for the chance to practice the harder characters. o/ I SHOULDN'T LIKE IT BUT GAH IF MY WRITING MAKES YOU FEEL IT'S A JOB WELL DOOOONE.
But that still means you're leaking from the eyeeeeeeeees. ;;
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(Though there's a hole through his stomach that can never be filled, by food or this vague, weak little concept of love.)
He finds himself in destruction and taste of flesh, the crunch of bones between his teeth; Grimmjow does not need anyone else.
When small hands claw at broad shoulders, the truth does not change; nor when his name is breathed-gasped-moaned against his ear.
Even when they have pulled away.
((^^; I tried...))
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Bawwwwwww oh my god thank you so much. ;A; ♥
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Don't cry I love you toooooooooooo♥
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bbl I'm still wibbling. ;^;
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But that still means you're leaking from the eyeeeeeeeees. ;;
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