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lemonadedits · 2 years

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moonyedits · 3 months

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Icons Renascer (2024)

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crédito no twitter: @/wegjesuita

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bibinoveleira · 3 months

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Icons Renascer (2024)

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reversecreek · 3 months

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location: marina hospital for: @laughstrack

A memory: going in for a first kiss and promptly having their head pushed down, instead, AJ's defiant smile. When he told everyone they'd been toothy, a biter, Nyla asked him why; just that, why? It was supposed to be their first kiss. Mean something. They loved him more than anything, so why? C'mon, I was just fucking around. You like shit messy, anyway. They agreed, at the time, even if they didn't mean it. But there, drifting through the hospital corridors, ghostly as a child donning a white bedsheet come Halloween night, crisp leaf waving from their hair like a sad little hand, that was what they thought about. You like shit messy, anyway. Mido, that night on the beach, how stupid they'd been to kiss him, stupider still to run; Mido, sleeping with angels in a hospital bed, wisps of starlight invisible to anyone but Nyla floating above his eyelids, waiting to feast on the sparkle that hid beneath. Nyla held a lone daffodil in both hands as they approached Jules at his bedside. Gently set it resting onto Jules' lap. Thought she could do with some sunshine, perhaps, even if it'd been pressed and dimmed to form petals. "Pretty, when he sleeps." Lips parting, wordlessly sounding syllables, fish-like, Nyla blinked their saucepan pupils to find Jules, watched how her face glowed soft as candlelight with spirits unseen, their dad's whimsically smiled approval. "Eyelashes... He's our pretty giraffe."