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Learn to walk again

A memory haunts Ryland, intrusive as it is sickening. Gentle hands drawing his own away, setting them down on the kitchen island with a tenderness he wouldn’t expect from someone like Tom. Careful movements guided him to take the glasses, crooked and smudged with fingerprints, from the top of Ryland’s head to fix them back on his face. And the look he gave him right after. Like silently saying, “There you are, beautiful.” Like it wasn’t enough to be so gentle in a way Ryland hadn’t experienced in years. Like it wasn’t enough to have his thoughts, he needed his heart in his hands. He needed the choice to crush it. As if it wasn’t inevitable that he would.

nobody is talking about this line enough. as i was writing, "there you are, beautiful" literally shattered my own heart and i literally fucking wrote it. i'm so fucking sad.

(this is for my fic, "dear future self (hands up!)" on ao3, you can click here to read it!)

#dude this motherfucking line killed me you can be sure of it #i had to activate tumblr again just to come tell you that lmaoo #this fic is my entire life istg

swordofazrael1992

how we feeling

1001mcdxlvii

WHAT THE FUCK!!! NORA!!! WHAT. THE. FUCK.

#Im screeching

mellodramas

i'm so so so excited to find out what jean’s "you know, I get it" moment will be

#the foxhole court #Lmao baby boy

flabmil

a-curious-squirrel

It’s officially Barbie month 💖

eveeeeee how are u!! :D

hiiii!! :Dd adult life has been disappointing and i wanted to connect with the things i've loved before again so i'm back here ahaha! it's been awhile, life truly is a bitch. how are you??? <3

#Eve talks #Was this my tag #Asks

lesfeuxfollets

“I lack,’ said Laurent, ‘the easy mannerisms that are usually shared with,’ you could see him pushing the words out, ‘a lover.’ ‘You lack the easy mannerisms that are usually shared with anyone,’ said Damen.”

Captive Prince — Book II, XIX ½

hennike

DID YOU NOT HEAR ME? I SAID STIRRING DROWSILY, LAURENT MADE A SOFT, UNTHINKING SOUND OF PLEASURE THAT DAMEN WAS GOING TO REMEMBER FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE. AND THEN LAURENT WAS BLINKING SLEEPILY, AND DAMEN WAS WATCHING LAURENT GROW AWARE OF HIS SURROUNDINGS AND COME AWAKE IN HIS ARMS. HE WASN’T SURE HOW IT WOULD BE, BUT WHEN LAURENT SAW WHO WAS BESIDE HIM, HE SMILED, THE EXPRESSION A LITTLE SHY BUT COMPLETELY GENUINE. DAMEN, WHO HADN’T BEEN EXPECTING IT, FELT THE SINGLE PAINFUL BEAT OF HIS HEART. HE’D NEVER THOUGHT LAURENT COULD LOOK LIKE THAT AT ANYONE

d1nosaurpower

One thing about researching world around you is that it becomes a bit friendlier once you know it better. If you see a random spider- you get scared. You see plants and consider them just weeds. You look at night sky and see a bunch of stars.

And then, you learn names.

Now, it is an orbweaver, and you consider them a friend. The greenery around is a laurel, or an alium, or osmanthus, and you know which of them to keep away from, and which of them are great herbs for tea. Now, you look up and see a whole parade of Venus, Ursa Major, or Orion. You now know their names, and, if you respect them- they become allies of yours.