Status Updates From Pray for Scars (Unsainted)

“We’ll work this out, and you can hate me, and you can hurt me, but don’t leave me.” I kiss her, soothing the bite. My throat tightens. “Please, Sid, don’t leave me.”

if some tears were added that would’ve been a chef kiss scene

“But where do I want to wake up? Where do I want to be when this is all over?
Lucifer’s. I want to be his.”

this is the kind of greed that’s part of the seven deadly sins💔

“I feel it again. My heart expanding, trying to fit around this demon boy that will probably kill me before this is all over with.
But maybe we’ll kill each other.
And maybe I don’t care if we do.”

she’s so sick and twisted bro stop
toying w the guys HIBA I GET THE DISLIKE

“Tell me,” Lucifer says, his words lower, harsher. “Tell me what you want.”
I’m going to hell. “You.”
at this day and age this level of indecisiveness should be a crime

“these girls of ours are both going to die, no matter what we do.
Punishment.
For us, daring to feel something more than lust or cold calculation. Daring to fall for girls we might not wanna marry or bind to us.
I’d marry the shit out of Sid. Even if she hated me, even if she never wanted to fuck me again. Even if she fucked everyone else in this whole goddamn state

“My fingers dig into his skin. “You don’t love her, and you can’t make yourself do it. You just loved how she felt around your dick, and you didn’t want to stop.”
mav my shayla 🥀

“If anyone ever hurts you again,” he smiles at me, and I see blood on the corner of his mouth. Mine. “They’ll pay for it, Lilith.” He pulls me closer, leans down so his warm breath is against my ear when he says, “Including you.”

“She didn’t touch me, because I’m yours. Whatever happens between us, wherever this goes…Whatever happens, Lilith, whether you hate me or not, when you can’t stand the fucking sight of me, when you leave here and you wanna fuck your brother just to get back at me,” I grip her tighter, “I’m yours. And you’re fucking mine.”

She just shakes her head, unamused. “There’ll be nothing left of you for anyone to identify your beautiful, broken body.”
I raise a brow. “You think I’m beautiful?”

“My feelings for Jeremiah aren’t too different than my feelings for Lucifer, and that makes me feel…gross.”

crazy shit to say

WE BACK HOES