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10 months with me.
And you come out a kinnie with a library card, 200% more development for your ocs, an appreciation for catcher in the rye, and eyes to see martha and george Virginia woolf everywhere.
low-key why you such a HATER 😿😔
are we still friends 💔💔 (no way dec 23 2024 ask)
"he's a jokester, he's got a beautiful smile."
and in that moment, we were all kyle
boop-o-meter is gone but it won't stop me from BOOPING YOU
WAUUUGHHHHHH WHY AM I BEING BOOPED TO DEATH 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺…….

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you named yourself right
you are the sun, burning flame
you warm up my soul
sol was a perfect choice @auroplane because you're my sun, my starlight (19/24)
hey saturn did you sleep
i got my seven hours
Pirate AU: "I'll die for you." "Of course you would." -sol
The Captain yanked Jaskier back by the collar and held him against his broad, heaving chest. “You fucking idiot.”
“Not my fault the rocks gave way,” Jaskier gasped. He buried his face against the Captain’s collarbone and gasped in a deep breath. “I thought I was going to die.”
“Me, too.”
“Fucking hells,” the half-siren muttered. Geralt pressed several rough, possessive kisses to the top of Jaskier’s mussed brown hair. He’d nearly been murdered by gravity while exploring a series of tiny caves and Geralt couldn’t believe his luck. Only his presence had saved his darling’s life.
“I’m never letting you out of my sight, you chaos magnet,” the pirate grumbled.
“Hmm. What about when we have to take a well-armed ship? Usually you make me wait below.”
“I’ll keep you close to me.”
“You could get hurt! Or die! You’re just as easily distracted as I am, Captain,” the siren teased.
“I’ll die for you.”
“Of course you would,” Jaskier sighed. “But please, my love, do not.”