operatics

@horrorific 
                   ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷          ``   am I?    "   his lips curl in amusement,   yellowed irses take in the dishevelled mess.   hands fall over the ones tugging at ruffles,  sliding down to wrists.  he leans forward,  tilting his head.    ``   what a state you're in..   very well, how should I help?   " 

˝ no..  no please,  you're the only one who can help me. ˝ ⠀a whine leaves his lips,  glasses tilted  ..  how disheveled he appears to be it's nigh pitiful as fingertips clutched into the phantom's garment. 

@horrorific 
                    ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷           ``    haha,  how excited you are.   "  he  lowers to the flow with two silent touches upon stone.   a cold,  barely there touch rippled against living skin,  and eriwue cups the cheek of the professor.     ``     feel it? I won't hurt you.   " 

˝ yes absolutely.  do what you must!  ᵇᵘᵗ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏᶦˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᵃˡʳᶦᵍʰᵗ? ˝

@horrorific  
                    ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷           ``     i certainly believe so.   would you like to  find out?   "

@lostupon
                   ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷          ``    lets hope i don't disappear then, hm? I wouldn't want you to be scared.   " 

〝  at first i thought they were scary,  but now i don't because you're here! ＂

@lostupon 
                    ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷         ``   you sure you can handle it? the catacombs get quite scary.  " 

@lostupon 
                   ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷         ``    can they?  I see.   i'll note that for the future.   " 

〝  don't get me wrong,  i do like them.  it's just that sometimes they can be a lot.. ＂

@lostupon 
                    ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷        ``   i wanted to surprise you.  do you not like my surprises anymore?   " 

⠀⠀⠀⠀  . ✦ ٬     ／        ghostly ghouls  
                     ``    the phantom of Blackwood concord  ``
                     erique passed away, burned at the stake in
                     [ ■ ■■■ ]   upon the grounds which now 
                     lay the foundations of the school.  buried 
                     with in I͟r͟o͟n͟ ͟c͟o͟f͟f͟i͟n͟,  erique finds himself 
                     bound to the catacombs of the academy, 
                     unable to leave grounds and forced to 
                     roam the halls forever. no one has yet to 
                     locate the coffin in which his corpse rests.
                     so he sings for those who will hear his
                     woe in the depths of these tunnels, and is
                     rumoured to guide them out with it. 

the teasing brush of their lips had made elijah's face go red,  the tips of his ears also flushing the same color as his eyes looked away from the other out of sudden shyness〝  uh..  yeah!  i totally get what you mean completely,  mhm-! ＂ he said with a nervous laugh,  his mind clearly still stuck on the feeling of erique's lips against his

@lostupon 
                  ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷       " i could give you plenty of things to do to pass the time.. "  he hums, trailing delicate fingers over the nape of the other.  he tilts his head up, so momentarily their lips brush - an intentional teasing motion.  " elijah, I don't like the idea of anyone else seeing you - let alone eating you.  do you not understand?  " 

〝  in the figurative or literal sense..?? ＂ he asked with the smallest frown on features as he made his other hand also settle against the small of erique's back,  pulling the other close in the form of a comfortable hug〝  bleh,  i don't like the idea of being eaten alive-  but at the same time i also don't like staying still..  i get too antsy and end up wanting to do something to pass the time... ＂

@lostupon 
                  ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷    "   what are you spewing right now?   we have an assortment of entertainment.  and there is certainly still shopping.   " 

@lostupon 
                  ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷       "  shh,  easy.  "    a pale, placid hand settles to the startled shoulder,  urging the guide to settle back against the bed.   he leans over, long strangest of midnight blue fall from behind -- a curtain as yellowed irses gentle on  the wincing expression.    "  I wouldn't say an angle,  but you are certainly safe for now.   you had quite the injuries..  " 

the blond asked in a state of delirium upon barely just waking up from his injured state.  last he remembered,  he had fallen through a spatial rift during a mission with his partnered esper...  wait,  where was his esper??  better yet,  where was he!?  in a state of sudden panic,  the blond shot up from his laying state before wincing in pain at the injury to his side,  causing him to later let out a small groan

@deathlyvamp 
                      ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷         a twisted half-grin curls his lips in small satisfaction.  he brings up a hand, fingers pushing against his velvet own velvet lips as head tilts to the side.   "   i've never been one for customs,  have i?   though, i will say,  it was he who welcomed me with his touch first.   "