08-26-2018, 06:17 PM
TSUYU ASUI
✯ — MY HEAD HURTS, BUT ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT IS YOU!
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Oh, how she loved to see people squirm under her. she had just returned from the typhoon, having achieved her mission there. tokoyami didn't want her, he didn't want to be hers. so, she killed him. killed him, because if she couldn't have him, nobody should be able to. she watched him, tearfully, as he gave into the strangling of her frog-like tongue, tight around his throat. she didn't care if people watched. when tokoyami took one last breath before dying, tsuyu knew that she was a villain. he was eternally hers now, though. all hers.
a soft cackle left her throat as she stumbled back into camp, black feathers hanging from her jaws as her prized possession. feathers, his feathers. he was a bird-hybrid, so it wasn't really hard for her to pick the longest feathers from his dead body before she left.
of course, not without a few scrapes and bruises of her own. her flank was covered in deep scratches and harsh bruises, but she didn't care. she got what she wanted. so, laying down, the slave merely watched the people around her move, weaving the bloody black feathers into a hair ornament, the three feathers hanging down from the tufts of fur behind her ear.
a soft cackle left her throat as she stumbled back into camp, black feathers hanging from her jaws as her prized possession. feathers, his feathers. he was a bird-hybrid, so it wasn't really hard for her to pick the longest feathers from his dead body before she left.
of course, not without a few scrapes and bruises of her own. her flank was covered in deep scratches and harsh bruises, but she didn't care. she got what she wanted. so, laying down, the slave merely watched the people around her move, weaving the bloody black feathers into a hair ornament, the three feathers hanging down from the tufts of fur behind her ear.
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