Claire Keane
Mike Driver
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we're not kids anymore.
Xuebing Du

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Sweet Seals For You, Always

Love Begins
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The Stonewall Inn
Fai_Ryy
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
trying on a metaphor
EXPECTATIONS

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@room2-13
tw ( yandere, implied stockholm syndrome ? )
you weren’t built for the outside world anymore. it's been too long, years even, since he held you captive. you decided to go back. you were safe there, right?
your hands shook uncontrollably as you pushed open the door. the warm air rushed to meet you, clinging to your frozen skin.
he sat on the couch, like he’d known the exact second you’d return.
for a moment, he didn’t speak. didn’t even bother to scold you, which terrified you even further. he just watched you, watching as the water dropped from your hair, and how your clothes clung to your skin.
“lock the door," he spoke, but his tone wasn't angry.
you swallowed and pushed the door shut, but he didn’t rush to you; he moved slowly, deliberately.
when he reached you, he lifted a hand, making you flinch.
his fingers froze in the air for a beat… then continued, tucking a wet strand of hair behind your ear with a tenderness that made your stomach twist.
“you’re freezing,” he murmured. “were you scared?”
you tried to speak, but your throat closed. you didn't want to admit you were scared without him; you'd seem weaker than you already did.
he tilted his head slightly, as if he was trying to study a question.
“did it feel different?” he asked softly. “being outside again?”
his hand slid under your chin, guiding your face back up to his. you still couldn't speak at all, your lips slightly parting, but no sound leaving.
“it’s alright,” he whispered. “i knew you’d come home.”
your breath hitched. “i… i wasn’t trying to-”
“run?” he finished for you, “i know. the world out there is… overwhelming, loud, isn't it? i don't blame you.”
oh, how safe he felt.
his thumb brushed your cheek, wiping away a raindrop, or maybe a tear. you couldn’t tell.
“i’m not angry,” he promised. and he meant it. that was the worst part. “i’m just glad you’re back,” he kissed your forehead, his fingers running through your soaked hair to push it back.
“come on,” he murmured, grabbing a throw blanket from the couch and draping it around you. “i'll get you some tea, okay? then we'll talk."
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Don't forget last time
I get so oxygen starved and I gasp with every inhale and I detest the sound of my own breathing
I always found hospitalcore/medcore comforting due to my own experiences with being hospitalized.  I’m sure this also falls under the category of Yami Kawaii. Pls enjoy✨
Benjamin...do you think my petals will bloom this year? I felt so badly you could not enjoy to witness me bloom in the summer last year...I fear you won't love me as much if I'm too sick to be pretty... 🌻 (he/him)
Butterfly, even if you are too sickly, isn't that what the shadowbox is for? Poor thing, poor poor thing. I'll pin you down, I'll spread your wings out by force, I'll make sure you're preserved carefully. I have something of a soft spot for medical oddities, so don't you dare hide from me.
05/05/21
Jamais Vu
♥*♡+:。.。Always and forever 。.。:+♡*♥
BREATHE
When the dust settles, I will still be here. No matter what happens.
Oh shoot here it comes again!
I love you I love you I love you
I love you I love you I love you
I love you I love you I love you
I just can stop it keeps spilling out
I love you!
Everything will be okay. The right now is hard and stressful and tough, but it will come to an end and we will be okay
💜🌙 Am I being too much? 🌙💜
Or not enough...
Always the fool with the slowest heart 💙