reikohattori

Darkness That was what you had remembered last. Now your mind was groggy and slow, making it hard to produce any coherent thoughts. Your body however had no problems demanding your immediate attention. Your throat was dry and burning all the way down to your lungs as if you had just swallowed lava and your tongue was now coated in the leftover ashes. That wasn’t the worst of it however, all your limbs felt as heavy as lead, yet the skin covering them sent searing stabs of pain throughout your entire being. You had never experienced pain like this. It was so relentless that you didn’t even dare try to move, speak, or even open your

I look in the mirror. That pale skin tone of mine could either reflect the purity of my soul or the sheer pain which soaks through. Moisturiser is needed to smooth out the cracks which time left behind. Skin killed by the harshness of reality and the cells rest in peace upon my discoloured face. Foundation. Covers the imperfections of me: I used the entire bottle. I can still see the unsightly blemishes which lie underneath. Powder. Mattes the liquid which made me shine. Brush strokes wipe away the deceased skin from their graves. Blush. Contradicts the emotions which smoulder my nerves - the warm appearance of my cheeks hide the froz

WARNING: Contains sexual themes/content "Hey Morgan, have you seen Reid?" You asked the tall, muscular man. "You missing your boyfriend already?" Morgan teased. "He's not my boyfriend!" You said while a blush crept up on your face. Derek rolled his eyes. "Whatever. And Pretty Boy called in sick today." Morgan replied. You nodded, and continued over to Hotch, where you two discussed your current case. ~After Work~ After work had ended for the day, you stopped at the local grocery store to pick up something for dinner. You decided on a sandwich, and then you saw the chicken soup. You thought of Reid, and on impulse bought some to take to