Ita, sed abeo. Diem mortis meae cognovi. Miseret me.
Ceaser, quaeso saltem in maiorem securitatem investi, obsecro.

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Ita, sed abeo. Diem mortis meae cognovi. Miseret me.
Ceaser, quaeso saltem in maiorem securitatem investi, obsecro.
Don't leave me 🥺💔
I push people away as a challenge to see if they will stay no matter what
Characters are my oc and @vanillebuns' oc. Panel layout is from MADK. Dialog from song Breezeblocks by alt-J.
afternoon because it would be a good afternoon if jurgen norbert klopp wasnt leaving at the end of the season
My face every time the foreign press say Erling isn't happy in Manchester ........
I saw the “please don’t go” WIP and I’m definitely curious about that one!! 👀👀
Rose, my love, you're going to regret this. This shit hurts. So, prepare yourself. I made myself cry so much when I was thinking of this idea. It pains me so, so much. But, alas, the angst begs to be written. Title inspired by the song of the same title on the Spotify Young Royals playlist.
Here is a snippet of Please Don't Go:
"And I don't? You're the one who can't accept my role, my family!"
"No, maybe I can't."
Harsh. That was harsh. He knows it was, but it's also kind of true. He's never been for the monarchy.
Wilhelm is defeated, resigned. Shoulders falling. Simon sees the hurt plain as day on Wilhelm’s face, but he can’t stop himself. He’s so fucking angry right now. He wishes he would stop. Almost does when Wilhelm starts to leave. It’s when the other boy pauses for the briefest of seconds in the doorway with his back to Simon that Simon’s tongue betrays him. Says the words that may be true, but in no way does he mean them.
“I wish I’d never met you.”
The words are worse out loud. So much worse. Anger is instantly and completely gone, replaced by worry and panic. Regret. So much regret.
Don't hate me 🫣
Kiryu Coco