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Wylan externally.
Wylan internally.
Hahahaha you GUYS I’m being very dramatic but if this is how people with regular blood pressure feel ARE YOU OKAY????? I want to exit existence IMMEDIATELY
Lmao time for o chem lab
⤷ Su Minhui meme / @shenqsi (lrz) / accepting
‘ at night i dream of you. ’
Chest aching, he has to look away, has to blink away the tears that threaten to well up in his eyes. Ruizhuo breaks his heart with those words, with that tone, and Minhui isn’t sure if he’ll ever recover from this. There’s nothing he wants more than to link their pinkies together like he used to, to press his forehead against Ruizhuo’s shoulder and tell him everything will be alright.
Yet he can’t. He can’t be a stain on Ruizhuo’s reputation, not when the Liu Sect is still distinguished and respectable. He can’t drag his once fiance down with him, not when he’s still struggling to maintain some sort of dignity for Moling Su, not when he’s clawing to try and rise up from his brother’s mistakes.
“Don’t,” he whispers, voice cracking. “Go and dream a new dream.”
“We’ll make this work out.” @ luc, you know the verse~~
↳ arranged marriage sentence starters + @cravesmagic !
exhaled breath, shoulders rising and falling into something almost resigned. ❛ i know. ❜ it wasn’t rhy’s fault, nor his bride-to-be’s — he had no right to resent either of them. if anything, it was expected. almost four years had sea had not entirely taken the vestra out of him, the boy raised to know exactly how his life was going to be choreographed. regardless of their wishes, house maresh needed an heir, it had only ever been an option in his head.
the ceremonial coat was an ornate thing, so heavily threaded with gold it was a wonder rhy’s shoulders could bear its weight at all. as alucard shifted it so it would fall just right, then leaned in, his forehead resting against the other’s. what was marriage ? words and vows. he’d already made his own, whispered them into rhy’s skin late at night with the stars standing as witnesses. it shouldn’t matter so much. alucard tried to forget how much it would have meant for them, to get that kind of recognition he never should have dared hope for in the first place. this would not change anything ; they loved each other enough not to let it.❛ you’re still mine, ❜ he said, fierce despite his hushed tone. captured rhy’s lips just once, a kiss come and gone, before pulling away.❛ you should go, love. i’ll meet you there. ❜