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obvs you know i love you to bits & pieces am i late on the love monroe train cause CHOO CHOO I WILL STEAL THIS TRAIN AND RIDE IT STRAIGHT TO ANNESBURG.

YOU ARE THE YEE TO MY HAW AND I COULDN’T HAVE LASTED THESE PAST FEW WEEKS WITHOUT YOU. YOU ARE NEVER LATE EVERYONE ELSE IS JUST EARLY. AND WE’RE GOING IN CIRCLES ON THIS LOVE TRAIN OKAY?? WE’RE HITTING UP VALENTINE, STRAWBERRY, SAINT DENIS AND ALL THE ONES IN BETWEEN. ILYSM 

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@forgottengun  || intimacy meme   + birthday rolled into one.  “please… just kiss me…” because i can only be so mean; dealer's choice on AU ♡

times have been far too rough for the pair of men lately  .  they’ve fought and they’ve argued ,  nearly died on numerous occasion and still here they are barely teetering on the edge of their own destruction  .  they could walk away from each other  ,  spare themselves the pain and anguish they’ve drowned in all too easily lately  .  yet its much easier said than done and the theory needs some adjusting  .  paul swipes at his tears knowing today should have gone so much different  . 

dinner and a movie started out as a good idea until the nature of the underworld that issac has thrust him into without a handle to grasp onto came barreling down on them  . paul wonders what the fate this will bring . knowing what he does now  ,  it can’t be good and he never signed up for the hell that is issac’s world but be damned if he can force himself to walk away from  .  this man has destroyed all the walls he’s built around himself to replace them with his own heart and those eyes and the way that he worships the ground that paul walks upon  . 

he’s half tempted to walk away  ,  and he starts to  .   paul is so furious and angry but the hand that grips as he throws it out before walking away is pulling him  .  words whispered dull the red hot rage within him  ,  but it only leaves room for the sadness to leak into blue eyes  .  this life is KILLING him and they both know he can’t just walk away no matter how much he wants to  . 

issac pulls him in and cradles paul’s neck ,  but palm’s brace himself against the strong chest so he can push himself away .   “  please . . . just kiss me  . . . “ a whine lifts from those lips as tears brim the edges of his those ocean eyes  . how he wants to punch and run as fast as he can  ,  but want and NEED are two different things  .  especially on the day of his birth  ,  so much has gone into this day  .  all he wanted was to have a nice evening with the two of them  ,  but oh how quickly the best laid plans run astray with a criminal for a boyfriend  . instead of pushing away ,  fingers twist into the fabric of issac’s shirt tightly ,  winding it and pulling to allow their lips to crash together  .  

the anger and sadness still flows freely ,  but this is his day and it may not be salvageable but he’s not walking away empty handed especially when at this point he knows issac will do just about anything HE WANTS  .  with nothing short of a hard shove  ,  paul pushes away and issac stumbles backward onto the sofa . they both stare in wonder .  his thougths are screaming at him to LEAVE but his feet have other stupid plans  .  

his hands betray him by the rip off his jacket  ,  tossing it to the floor before climbing atop issac’s lap  . pressing his lips to issac’s once more and thighs straddle thighs  ,  paul’s breathless by the time he’s finally able to break away from the man that’s torn him apart and put him back together again   .  “ All i want for my birthday is YOU  . . . and i want you to walk AWAY . . . “ not from him but all the rest of it  . 

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@forgottengun  || intimacy meme

“just a little longer” twist; it's new dawn & That One Headcanon I texted you bye 👀

the pain is fading from that red hot agony it once was  .  paul seed is finally geting some of that peace he’s sought for all these years  . blue eyes flutter open to see birds flying over head and those colors of green and pink he’s grown accustomed to seeing day in and day out  . and in this solemn moment of wonder , HE SMILES  . 

where they are going  ,  he knows exactly and though the outcome is predictable he can’t help but still feel relief that maybe just maybe he’ll get to see him one last time  .  the only bits of peace he’s ever known , despite desperately trying  ,  have been with issac  . he’s waiting for him ,  paul can feel it  .  probably going out of his mind and he knows what this will do to him but at least he can set sight on those eyes one last time  . 

a fleeting feeling of HOPE  ,  sets in at being able to see his family again though  .  Jacob, John, and Faith have been waiting for him and he FINALLY gets to see them again too  .  what this will do to Joseph  .  paul has always owed him his life and in that life he saved  ,  paul found love where it was never supposed to be  .  in the arms of one of jacob’s experiments  ,  HIS DOG  .  no but issac was ALWAYS much much more than that  . paul could see the human beneath all the conditioning  .  the one that helped paul through thick and thin and loved him despite all of his flaws  . 

finding him again had been a true miracle at the beginning of this new world  .  all the time spent in the bunker grieving him along with the rest of his family with nothing but a shattered heart and memories built to last a lifetime  .  seeing him alive though and that they could get a second chance at this life . . . TOGETHER ??  it was everything  . their lives were always meant to intertwine  and to overlap  .  their purposes found within each other  . 

when he closes his eyes  ,  he lifts his hand weakly to his chest  .  his heart has always belonged to his dutiful protector  .   paul can see that smile and the way those blue eyes light up when he looks at him  . how he’d been SAVED under paul’s guidance forces tears to glide down his cheeks  .  they aren’t from pain or from sadness  ,  but the happiness that he’s gotten to experience in those moments shared with someone with such a big heart  . 

it’s true what they say about being close to death paul can vividly remember the first time they ever met  ,  the quiet bitterness and the dismissal that he never regretted  .  it was needed but even when issac was still needed the most  ,  he was there just beyond the pines  .  their first kiss also comes to mind ,  the silent wonder and nervous roaming hands  .  the stigma of intimacy with a herald and how terrifying it would be for him  ,  but yet paul was enthralled with the man that issac had become  .  

when he opens his eyes again  ,  he doesn’t know how much time has passed only that when blues meet blues his heart skips a beat  .  never fails ,  but issac standing above him KNOWS the gravity of the situation and the acceptance of it has brought him to tears  .  the words being said only make sense if paul realizes that he’s been talking to the downed man for awhile trying to wake him and the only time he feels the sadness set in is when he sees what this is doing to his love  .    

“  it’s okay . . . “ he says all too weakly while fingers grip at the hand on his chest ,  all too weakly as well which only makes it worse  .  issac knows  .  “ someone’s coming .  please  .  “  paul blinks a few times and his gaze drifts off to the sky above him .  ‘ just a little longer . . . “ he pleads with the former apostle  . he misses cascade and he misses the way the world used to be but nothing ever felt quite like somewhere he truly belonged  .  not until issac  .  when he brings his eyes back to issac’s his grip is loosening  .  a couple of tears fall down his cheek that issac is quick to wipe away  .  “ you’ve always been my home  .  “ 

at least he got to see issac one last time and feel the press of a kiss against his lips before eyes close for the last time  .  all he ever wanted was peace  .  and when rush recruited him ,  paul thought that yet again he could make a difference to be there even after rush died to carry on his work  . all he hopes for now is for issac to find the strenght to keep going  .  then again they did never fair well away from each other  .  and when he takes his last breath ,  their foreheads are pressed together and he knows they’ll see each other again  . hopefully eden truly does exist  . 

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@forgottengun​  ||  poetry sentences

“ all i’ve ever known is hate ” - cause yee haw

paul is growing accustomed to weapons  .  most of them are heavy and abnormally intimidating for the normally peaceful priest  .  still this world and all that he’s seen is forcing his hand when it comes to learning to defend himself  . his garments have not changed for he still wears his black and white but his approach must be to adapt to the ways of this world  . 

in order to survive the cruelty  ,  paul must learn  .  who better to teach him than the man that has his repeater aimed at a bunch of bottles  .  the sun is setting to the side only to cascade the man in a halo of light  ,  almost heavenly in a way if one is paying enough attention ,  but paul sighs knowing the intentions of the practice .  “  ‘is that why this is your life  ??  “  its not an easy question to ask  .  maybe it isn’t even worded correctly .   

“  i mean . . . did you just have to learn to adapt at a young age  ??  “ he isn’t sure what he’s trying to say exactly  .  he just wants to understand better why anyone would just choose this life WILLINGLY  . paul is more than curious to LEARN but it still doesn't stop him from questioning all that he has doubts with. 

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💐🌷🌹🌺 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭. 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨!!! 🌺🌹🌷💐💕

YOU ARE SO SWEET ♡ ♡ ♡ 

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@forgottengun​ asked: “ tell the truth. ”

a meme I lost -- no longer accepting

    The statement--the DEMAND--pulled a rather heavy sigh from him. He rubbed his hand across his chin somewhat, another resting on his hip. Arthur couldn’t pretend he was any sort of MORALIZER, that he even believed the men Issac was hunting were worth the effort in trying to be one on their behalf. No, his hesitation wasn’t on THEIR behalf, more so Issac’s. The realization of that, in turn, brought about some conflict in Arthur over if it was his place. Really, he had been questioning that the whole time since they had come to be in the company of each other. The DEAD SON and the ABSENT FATHER. It was a complicated situation, revenge mission or not.

    So, much as he HAD thoughts on the situation, he was hesitant to share them. Tell the truth. He didn’t WANT to, not really, yet…

    “You’re not gonna get what you’re thinkin’ from this,” he stated, glancing toward him, “I ain’t askin’ ya t’ trust ME, but y’ can trust in that. I’ve seen it time and again. Y’ want the truth? It’s not gonna leave y’ any better than y’ are now, this whole thing.”

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@forgottengun​  || SEND HEART FOR SPECIFIC KISS  💔- for a interrupted kiss. yee h a w

their hats are hung by the door of the room they’ve rented,  boots are under the bed and paul can breathe finally once he’s free of all the layers .   being a pastor doesn’t typically come with so much WEIGHT , not in that sense anyway  . this life is something that he’s had to get used to and its not been easy  .  where else would he have gone though  ??  

the town of limpany was no more and his brothers were no where  .  maybe he’s lying to himself in a sense that he could have chosen to settle at one of the towns they’ve traveled to and said their goodbyes  .  never just seemed to be the right time to do so and he stayed  .  somewhere along the lines he began to feel SAFE with this rough around the edges man  .  he’s seen far too much in his time and he may not be too god fearing but his heart is BIG  . 

in hindsight  ,  that fact is why they are here now  .  paul is attracted to the compassion and the caring nature of issac  .  he’s been enraptured from the start despite trying to keep his FAITH at the forefront all attempts to sway his mind and heart away this is where he winds up  .  calloused hands swipe at his coat before getting lost in his long locks while lips claim his as their own .  and oh how it lets it happen  . 

his own fingers find their way to hook into the other’s belt to pull issac closer . just as the kiss deepens  ,  shots ring out in the distance  .  very commonplace for these times but for a man of such a sense of duty takes over issac and those blue eyes fill witha purpose not even paul can try to fight  . 

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@forgottengun  || send a heart for a specific kiss

💓- heated kiss - w i t c h e r

from the moment they met there were sparks  .  different ones from opposite sides  .  issac’s were more lust driven and paul’s were on the brink of hatred for what issac was but there had been a debt there to be repaid  . the druid owing anyone anything would never sit well on such peaceful shoulders . now though they adoration has grown like a fine wine  . nothing more sweet and passionate as the love that comes from this witcher  .  he dotes on his druid and the empath drinks it all in ,  absorbs it like a sponge .  

as if he’d ever had a chance with the way those eyes glance and hands reach to pull him into his lap  .  their relationship had been electrifying from the start just not in the ways that it is now  .  oh how they lose themselves in the throes of passion often  . an empathic druid that can FEEL the heart of a witcher who had only been hell bent on revenge when they met  .  only to see that hatred slowly melt and give way to a love that burns so brightly for the druid  . how could he resist such an emotion when blue eyes alight with fire only for him  ?? 

the warmth at his fingertips cause by the power that runs through him sets goosebumps down issac’s skin at a single touch  . mixed with the fevered and exuberant kiss that paul has enraptured him in is a sensation that is indescribable with mere words  . the experience is something often encountered by the pair and they both know where this leads. paul lets those fingers slide up an arm to lace their fingers together and teeth bite down gently on issac’s bottom lip before a grin emboldened and sensuous breaks way to the surface. “ the cold shall be fierce tonight . . .  surely we can find our own ways to keep warm  .  “