“I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.” - have a playfully dramatic AeT!Cere while he recovers from the Nevermore attack // @t-havens
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Aurelia rolled her golden eyes at her husband with a laugh, her fingers threaded through his locks as she continued plaiting his hair away from his face. They had been spending more time together since his injury, slowly settling into one another’s company, and this sort of easy banter had begun to feel almost natural between them.
“Perhaps I ought to shove a pillow over your face,” she teased, giving one of the finished braids a playful tug. “Put you out of your misery and inherit all your assets. I’m sure I could find something entertaining to do with our fortune.”