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a psa about memes:

if we’ve never interacted, send the meme.

if we interact all the time, send the meme.

if you’re not sure if I ship it, send the meme.

if you’re not sure if it fits, send the meme.

if you’ve sent me a meme before, send another.

if you’ve sent me a thousand memes, send another.

if in doubt, send the meme.

I was really afraid of this happening, but unfortunately, I just can’t seem to get muse for E anymore these days. It’s mostly due to a lack of time to focus on writing in general because it’s very nearly the end of the year, so this hiatus will only last until the end of the year. Once summer break starts, I promise I’ll try and ease back into playing E. This post will be queued a few times to let everyone know the deal.

⋯⋯✓ REACTIONS //  accepting!⋯⋯ ❤ = kissing them

          it takes a moment for it all to register ( the faintest, shyest of brushes against his own lips, something warm? —certainly, warm ) &&. his breath catches in those precious heartbeats. it’s almost an eternity before the cogs in his brains screech to a slow grind that picks up pace almost immediately  ;  all of it is a vibrant red, a stained-glass cheek blush that rises from the back of his neck to his nose, a slash of carmine that blossoms so beautifully on his sun-kissed skin.

“Why can’t it be like that?”

“Because I’m yours.”

“Every time I see you, I die a little more.”

“It will never be enough.”

“It’s obvious that you were meant for me.”

“Every second, every thought, I’m in so deep but I’ll never show it on my face.”

“We got a home that is homeless.”

“I wish it could be like that.”

“When you’re with him/her, do you call his/her name like you do when you’re with me?”

“Would you leave if I was ready to settle down?”

“Would you play it safe and stay?”

“I don’t want to hide us away.”

“I’m living for that day.”

“Why can’t I hold you on the street?”

“Tell the world about the love we’re making.”

“Why can’t I kiss you on the dance floor?”