still trying folks


Witchsona commission for birbycakes of her and her sister.

potion/starlight/cute witch & charms/moonlight/elegant witch.


when your smoke BF comes to you for comfort because he did really good and still lost but you decide to rub it in his face that his best still got beat by a Soldier who wouldn’t stop unloading whole clips into Mei walls.

(jk he still got hugs after jack was done teasing)

your voice cracks with your skin,
the lines traced by red,
the crimson i wear.
staying would mean listening.

that’s what drags my voice
to the kitchen floor,
the staying.

a muscle in my face twitches;
the tears roll and form an ocean
that roars in my ears,
drenches my clothing.

the tiles are cool beneath my feet,
your breath is hot.

i’m so cold
that the only fire burning
is the stars in your eyes.