are you a bottom?
no because punk likes the bottom bunk so i take the top one. plus then i can drape the blankets over the side of my bunk and make his a lil fort.

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are you a bottom?
no because punk likes the bottom bunk so i take the top one. plus then i can drape the blankets over the side of my bunk and make his a lil fort.
really fuckin miss patrick. (and maybe val too but shut up)
i'm staring death in the face. she sings to me so sweetly, promising to take away my pain. i do love her. that's a lie. i love the way she makes me feels. i love the respite she provides. i love her golden eyes and white-powder smile. i love the way she makes me dissolve in her warm embrace. i love death's siren song of stinging syringes and sickly soft sutures. her dastardly distractions. her amorous ache.
im admiring the moon. the way he controls the tides. i ebb and flow at his will more than i think he realizes. the coolness of night that he provides is my safety. the chaos beneath it is all so enticing. i love his guidance, his darkness, his security, his mystery. some nights, he shines all so brightly. others he's barely there. i love the moon. in its entirety, even if i don't know everything about it.
i love the sun. the way he lights up the world. my world revolves around him. it always has, it always will. i yearn for his gentle touch, the haze he provides. its so easy to focus. he's bright and strong. i love his warmth. i love his gaze. i love his reminder to wake up another day.
what i'm learning, is i cannot keep staring at death while loving the sun and moon. they cannot exist in the same universe. so while i grapple with that fact, you all get to watch the breakdown.
check in later, pretty boys and secret girls.
this is op:
i keep getting asks about punk and kobra or sheila once honestly, so im curious. I honestly think it's kinda hilarious to wake up to a bunch of inboxes im currently too lazy to answer.
who do you ship infinity boy with?
Val Velocity
Soul Punk
Kobra Kid
fmk kobra vaya patrick
how do you know patrick???? i miss him.
fuck kobra, marry patrick, kill vaya (as i've explained)
YAY YOURE WITH PUNK
woah i am ???? are we sure im not dreaming? :)
so punk is his soulmate but he is marrying val?
Yes? soulmate is not inherently romantic
is he jealous of ghoul?
Yes very but any time he thinks about that he pushes that feeling so deep down the Mariana's Trench is jealous.
So no, he doesn't think he is. He considers himself over Punk. This will be made clear very soon. ;)