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lovelysuggestion:
i just don’t want to be forgotten
my lover comes home from the war with bleeding teeth. he touches me like he’s scared he’s going to break me, like he’s scared that if he presses too hard i’ll bruise. when we kiss he draws back inside himself, when we laugh he never really seems to be laughing. my lover comes back from the war with darkened eyes. he is gentle with me, so gentle. so soft. he says sorry a thousand times a day, says i love you with a desperation that makes us both breathless. gentle. when i ask him why he can’t be that way with himself, he doesn’t reply. my lover comes home with bruised knuckles and sunken cheeks. in the nights i hear him crying and in the mornings i wake with his head pillowed on my chest and his heart cradled in my hands. my lover comes back to my daily, but daily we flinch at his new wounds. scattered across his wrists, in his eyes, in the way he startles at every small sound. my lover has always returned, but sometimes we’re both afraid that one day he just WON’T anymore.
Broken and Breaking by Darshana Suresh (via afterthelonely)
When are you gonna roleplay remmy the rat
braids his hair
the sensation of skilled fingers massaging his scalp, tearing through uncombed strands of hair ; to put it simply, plain & quick - was nice. not the unbearable kind of nice, the kind of nice that makes genuine smile creep up his lips - although, a comforting kind, surely.
❝ ... ❞
❝ ice cold ( fire fades underneath your gaze ) :
@ratoute
❛— watch it. do i look like a pillar or something?❜
❝ i - sorry ... i’m ( so ) sorry. ❞
❝ my hair r mine :
❛ you should’ve waited for me. ❜ their location was up on the rooftops—- again. his footing moved aside from endou, leaning against the balcony. breeze touching skin and it mixed with the haze.
@ratoute liked.
the wind, in all its cold glory - it’s slow & thus quiet, eerie of tamed solitude clawing up his spine. the rooftop - its nonexistent digits engraving memories across exhausted eyelids ( and not even clutching them shut can bring relief. )
❝ ------ i did. you could’ve walked faster. ❞
@coquettishcrown.
❝ is this y-yours ? ❞
a drag post for @soraen
plays with my feelings
likes when my feelings are played with
ugly
I don’t want to hand you over to anyone, either. You should just be mine, too.
@chiibiya.
❝ hey... you... okay ? ❞
blossomed. i have only a teeny handful of followers from izaya but —— ❤ for a starter !!
❝ ... :
` … ’
❝ ... thought so. ❞
endou let me cut your hair it's pretty long
❝ not interested. ❞
WHEN I FIRST SAW THE URL FOR THIS BLOG I THOUGHT YOU WERE ROLEPLAYING REMMY FROM RATATOUILLE
FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE !!
@secondwin.
❝ . . . ❞