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❝ We met when we were kids, for starters. Stuck together 'n survived in the Rukongai -- eventually went and joined th' Academy, too. There was definitely crushin' on both sides in our earlier years, but we didn't really see it as that till we hit th' equivalent of our teens. I'd been promoted to lieutenant 'round the time things started gettin' serious. Guess y'could say she liked a badge 'n uniform on me a lot, 'nough to decide that outta all the guys practically throwin' themselves at her feet -- she wanted me. We kept things relatively hush-hush, professionalism 'n all not to mention I didn't want cap'n A... him to kill her. I think I've always loved her, even when I was younger... I jus' didn't have the word for it yet. Why, are ya thinkin' of confessin' your feelings to somebody special~? Take it from me, kid; don't hold it in. ❞

Sila squirms as Alex drags the paintbrush too close to the sensitive skin of his underarm. He hasn't opened his eyes to see what Alex is painting on his chest - if any paint is left where it's supposed to be. He can feel it dripping down his sides, pooling in his belly button, smeared across his throat. It's going to be hell to clean up, but it seems like a pretty good excuse to get Alex in the shower with him. He made the mess, after all, he can clean it up. "Can I open my eyes yet?" he asks, when there's a break in brushstrokes. "I want to see what you've made me."

sometimes all you have keeping you together is something soft and something pink ;w; A birthday gift came in!!! I’m Love!!!!!!!!!! 

a friend