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❝ i knew i smelled the smell of a stupid, loser, wannabe, loser around here. ❞ / @fleurtm
@ulfhrafnx: what aren’t you telling me?
in truth, emily cannot remember exactly where the bruises came from. the concern is genuine. pointed. she knows very well, judging by the size of the welts, that she should have a story for how they got there; but her mind draws a blank when she thinks back to the past night.
a mind is a terrible thing to lose. she feels fuzzy when she tries to recall the last several hours. something worse than the lingering pain of the marks. maybe the answer was in her nightmares, but then . . . how is any of it real?
❝ i don’t know, ❞ she murmurs whilst softly touching one of the rainbow of colors bleeding into her flesh. the dark purple mark flushes and smarts sorely, and she clenches her teeth tightly to avoid a pained hiss as the blood moves. ❝ guess i fucked myself up in the middle of the night. ❞
maybe they’d slipped something into her food or drink, and she’d passed out, none the wiser until the next morning. emily’s brow knits at the possibility as she thinks back to mealtime. but who, when, where? unwilling to contemplate such a morbid avenue any further, she slips her grey shirt over the tank top, hiding the imperfect skin from view.
❝ just . . . don’t mention it to the doctors. promise? ❞
so what if... things start popping off on my nsf/w blog...
❛ It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay. ❜
ask prompt : accepting !
It’s okay – it’s okay. Those words of assurance continue to guide him from his feverish nightmare. It seemed too real – he had lived through this before. But reality was beckoning for him to return, his memories fazing out yet again.
The sensation of terror, however, remains – as Link snaps awake. His body in a cold sweat, he tries to find something – anything to signify that he was awake. It took a moment before he could find the young man beside him. “I.. I’m okay.” Relieved, he musters between staggered breaths, unsure if that was to assure the other or himself.
“… I’m okay.”

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