kissing is ew for me. i hate the sensation of wet lips pressing against my skin, yuck. why bother with all that exchange of fluids when you could just... i dont know, hold my hand or something.
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kissing is ew for me. i hate the sensation of wet lips pressing against my skin, yuck. why bother with all that exchange of fluids when you could just... i dont know, hold my hand or something.
*BLUSHUUUU* when I tagged that post with "The Somnambulists" I was indeed talking about your fic. ^///^ ... I love it so much, I've read it several times, and I like to curl up with each update and cry. (in a good way.) I'm so sorry I haven't left a proper comment, I'm so embarrassed. I'm usually reading it on my mobile.... BUT REGARDLESS, I LOVE IT, I LOVE YOU, THANK YOU FOR WRITING, I AWAIT UPDATES WITH BAITED BREATH. <3
I saw that you tagged it and promptly had an existential crisis oh my gosh ! i followed you for your snk stuff a really long time ago and i think your blog was my first exposure to free! so thank you for dragging me into this hell. i am just so glad you like my fic i don’t even have words haha ha hah
sometimes i remember that corvo literally met jessamine when she was 12 years old and he was 18 and he literally knew her all of her life and they grew up together and were probably inseparable and he was literally watching his childhood friend, who he had sworn his life to protect, die right before him and he couldn't do anything to stop it.
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