Jan 13, 2024
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@herheroics liked for a starter for Ava!
“It’s better if you don’t think about it too much.”
@goldenfatale liked for a starter!
“Last night was rough.”
@goldenfatale liked for a starter!
“So, you’re Leonard’s sister?”
HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!!!! I'm dead you've killed me with the latest chapter 😵😵😵😵
Oh no ya don’t COME BACK!!!
All My Friends Are Heathens (Part 7)
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|| @solarveined || continued.
Her nails bite through the shirt into Matt’s sensitive skin. But he understands the sharpness as a YES; the scratching pain is just enough to make him fold toward her. His own fingers slide upward, none-too-gently, from her biceps. His thumbs work into her collarbones, pressing her shoulders back against the wall behind her. For support as much as anything else.
He draws back a little, creating, for a moment, enough space for the rhythm of their heartbeats to guide him and a gasp like finally. Then his lips close the gap again.
pets his hair. uvu <3
VISION is a strange word for it, when there is no sight involved. He bends over his knees on the hard floor, and his head bows in surrender to the sensation of cooling fingers across his scalp. ( Reminding him, THIS is your faith, not only what you do at night. This is your faith, and it hasn’t left you because of the second collar around your neck. Maybe that will keep him from choking on the question. )
“What should I do?”
|| @modernprophetic || continued.
“What if I did? What I’m the one asking?”
He tries to sound careless, but even crimson-tinted glasses don’t quite keep his expression OPAQUE. ( He’ll kiss you to listen to your heartbeat while he does it. He’ll kiss you to see if his soul can meet yours there --- isn’t that what justice and mercy were always meant to do? And no one promised it would be CLEAN. )