‍⠀ ⠀ ‍ ‍ ·˚ ◌ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀fear⠀,⠀anxiety⠀,⠀confusion⠀—— ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐃̲𝐖̲𝐈̲𝐆̲𝐇̲𝐓̲⠀⠀feels⠀them⠀all ⠀. . . ⠀ ⠀

⠀⠀⠀ 𓏲⁎ ݁. i 𝓪sked have i done E͟N͟O͟U͟G͟H͟ for SALVATION.⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀

mark nods, offering their own smile before turning to scoop up their camera then quickly moving to follow behind sol. "i'm mark, by the way."

they were trying to take a nap...

mark smiles back at sol, adjusting their backpack and continuing to follow sol.

"shit--" they appriciate being caught, but it caught them off guard, causing them to slightly stumble. it takes them a moment to answer. "i-i don't know.."

there's a small moment of confusion taking the face of mark before their eyes trail down to their right hand. "..oh shit. how did that happen?" their hand has a gash on it.

trying to snap a photo of the (reader).

they feel tired...

mark pauses, hands shifting to think for a moment. "you know, i don't have that many noteworthy hobbies besides this."

they relax as they realize it's just another person, offering that same friendly smile right back to the other as she speaks. they glance down at their camera before nodding. "at least i think they're good." they say in a light tone, smile growing.

micah galahad. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤunderground wrestler. ㅤㅤㅤㅤretired hitman. ㅤㅤㅤfather of one. fandomless oc. fits into any verse. pansexual. multiship with chem. more info below.

mark stopped when sol did, glancing around and patiently waiting for when sol needed their help.

the 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 is always 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 .

the demons in my shoulder are approaching me closer and closer every day

<--- just tripped and ate shit.

big puffy jacket wrapped around them, mug full of hot cocoa in hand. they're cold :/

rocking back and forth.

ashley everest, aka 'the widow' ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤa hitwoman for hire. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsmall farm owner. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤrather extreme. fandomless oc. fits into any verse. bisexual with a female lean. multiship with chem. more info below.