— ⁀ ¦ RED IN THE LUNGS.
securisruinosus.bsky.social
— ⁀ ¦ RED IN THE LUNGS.
@securisruinosus.bsky.social

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤᴍʏ ᴡɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 ,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤᴇᴠᴇʀ 𝘋𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘔𝘐𝘕𝘎 ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ɴᴇᴄᴛᴀʀ ᴏꜰ 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⌯

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ》ㅤᴍᴅɴɪ. ╎ ᴇɴɢ ʀᴘ.
[ she swears it whispers. her pace continues back until the remains are present for him.

. . . snarling at herself, but she says nothing else. ]
November 24, 2025 at 3:03 PM
[ in low tones, her growls drawl out, ]

. . . all thAt's left . . .

[ like a hiss, the depths of her throat rumbling in defiance. one could mistake her for a feral animal in this state. ]
November 24, 2025 at 2:58 PM
[ whatever pain remains . . . it's wrapped around in the confines of her heart. what's left of it, anyhow.

confusion, snorting. there's the slightest flash of remorse . . .

. . . then, it's gone.

she remains hunched over, shuddering. ]
November 24, 2025 at 2:57 PM
[ not only is she heavy and dead weight, but the cone itself almost seems heavier than most things to be considered normal. why is that??

and even still, she's snoring away. if it weren't for the mangled vines around her being, she'd ( almost ) look peaceful. ]
November 24, 2025 at 2:54 PM
'm . . . s - sorry. Sorry sorry sorry sorry —

[ there's barely a warning behind the mess of apologies before her teeth come clamping down, piercing into the wing that holds her.

she's reluctant. it may hurt, but she refrains so hard to go any harsher. ]
November 24, 2025 at 9:34 AM
. . . nothing . . . wwe can do . . .

[ she rasps, twitching every now and again. an active fight in her being, claws flexing in and out against the ground.

she recognizes the scent so clearly, so adoringly ; yet, something worse inches to a worse urge.

she gasps once, then, + ]
November 24, 2025 at 9:34 AM
[ snapping as a constant warning that she resists to ever come to him,

until, then, she pushes her head against the pets and leans into the wings that embrace her. ]
November 24, 2025 at 1:25 AM
[ but he treated her so kindly, even when she was like this — when all hope had since been sapped from the heart she had left.

when everything else had fled . . . he stayed. and she's not sure whether to be grateful or terrified.

her jaw keeps parting, drawing her teeth on display, + ]

+
November 24, 2025 at 1:25 AM
[ her breaths come like shallow snarls, beneath it, a wheeze that almost pains airways and the very being of herself. vision clouds, heavy and unwilling to focus, barely making out his face.

she's so scared.

the moment she lets herself slip away, she knows. she knows what will happen. ]

+
November 24, 2025 at 1:25 AM
[ in an instant, head snaps over. stained teeth bare in Kris's direction, but no discernible words come out. ]
November 23, 2025 at 3:43 PM
. . . w - will . . . Hurt you next. Don't — d - don't . . . don't . .. Don't . .. ..
November 23, 2025 at 12:08 PM
Rrrrghhhh — g - get —

[ when her head rears, it seems like she wants to part her jaws to bite into his wing. though when she's touched . . .

it's like she freezes. rigid, riddled with restraint. ]

. . . Bberd . . . ly . . .

[ choked up, snarling her down cast glares. ]

+
November 23, 2025 at 12:08 PM
[ SNOOOOOOORE ]
November 23, 2025 at 9:59 AM
[ snarling wears down until she just straight up passes out. Okay ]
November 23, 2025 at 9:54 AM
[ EATS IT IN ONE BITE ]
November 23, 2025 at 9:50 AM
hhrrfghhh....hhrrfghhh....
November 23, 2025 at 9:47 AM
November 23, 2025 at 9:44 AM
[ SHOVES A SANDIECH IN HER MOUTH AND SCUTTLES AWAY ]
November 23, 2025 at 9:38 AM
bro fucking leave me alone
November 23, 2025 at 9:32 AM
[ freezing when he turns around.

he's right. she looks entirely rabid, red vines making up her missing arm and spreading grotesque veins throughout her body and face.

she barely looks as though she's in control, trembling with every sense to hold back her steps. ]

Ll . . . leAVe.
November 22, 2025 at 9:10 PM