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weldnas · 2 months
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lesbianjonimitchell · 9 months
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we were talking about going to this outdoor cinema thing and i suggest we go to the blinkende lygter screening and my friend says "isn't it that old danish film?". it's from 2000. you and i are not the same.
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muqingists · 1 year
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with cherry magic thailand keeps pushing for more genres to be part of the bl industry, gmmtv keeps pushing for new horizons which really means i might get sci fi bl somehow before 2024
and what if leo... got cast...
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nyukyusnz · 1 year
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Do I confront him do I not..
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i-may-be-an-emu · 1 year
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Im so tired
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brookiedaaroacecookie · 3 months
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every once in a while I’ll see something about lds people (coming from someone who’s lds and in a largely lds family) and while I know that every area is different sometimes the information is just- so incorrect??? And I’m like- no???
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furylad · 8 months
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tbh I've got into the habit that if I really hate a character in a piece of media to the extent I can't separate my negative hcs of them from the actual canon the writers presented.....I remove myself from that media, because clearly I am too emotionally invested and possibly subconcsciously triggered by something, and a whole-ass fandom of a character or a show shouldn't have to suffer my negativity
I advise folk who still have hate-boners for Izzy to do this 🤷‍♂️
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remuslovebot · 5 months
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i need felix and reader taking a bath together at saltburn😫🫶🏽
yes! I love this, it’s so fluffy <3
enjoy xx
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Felix insists on taking a bath with you. He just wanted to feel you close to him as much as he can. You are sitting in his lap in the bathtub, your back laying on his chest. His arms are wrapped around you. Felix kisses your shoulder.
It’s relaxed and comforting. The warmth of Felix and the hot water making you sleepy. Felix admires you in his arms, a sense of serenity washing over him.
“I love you,” Felix says. This is the first time he’s said it. It’s almost Iike he realized it in that second and refused to hold it in.
Hearing this, your heart skips a beat. You turn in the bath looking up at him softly. While looking into his chocolate covered irises, you blush. Felix is serious and mean these three words immensely.
“I love you too,” you reply softly, leaning in to kiss him. It’s sweet and Felix brushes some of your wet hair from your face. He kisses you like you might disappear from him at any moment.
Felix wouldn’t be able to stand it if he lost you. You are what he lives for and what he cares about. You are his whole world. Especially after being lied to from Oliver.
In that moment, he never wanted to let you go.
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templeofshame · 2 years
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leviismybby · 1 year
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Levi pressing down on your stomach while inside you okay bye now
ANON???? BDJDJSJKSKAK YES YES YES
Levi Ackerman x fem!reader
NSFW 18+, mdni, literally Levi just destroying your insides, I apologize in advance for this.....:))
How long has it been since Levi and you had alone time like this? Too long and he is showing you just how much he missed you as his cock penetrates your walls ruthlessly.
Your moans reach his ears, hands gripping the sheets. Fuck he has missed seeing you like this. His hands find themselves on your hips, setting them in a rough pace with his own.
You knew that he wasn't going to start easy but you still didn't expect that he would feel this good. "Look at you, baby. Missed my cock didn't you?" He asks through gritted teeth, your pussy feels so tight and warm for him.
"Y-yes! I love being filled l-like this!" Walls, Levi doesn't know how he managed to get by for so long without this. Without being in you and watching you lose your mind beneath him.
Levi leans down to kiss you on the lips, it's messy, not all soft as his tongue moves harshly against yours. His cock starts pounding into your sweet spot and you pull away from the kiss, moaning into the pillow.
With a little smirk on his face, Levi leans back and takes your legs, throwing them over his shoulders, he wants to be as deep as possible in you and he succeeds as you feel his cock hit spots you didn't even know existed.
"Fuck L-levi! Too deep! Too deep!" You yell feeling like you can sense him in your stomach. His gray eyes land on your stomach, a slight bulge appears anytime he thrusts into you.
And it's like he is hypnotized, he can't take his eyes off it. That was him. His cock was so deep in you that it can be seen on your lower belly. Fuck he shouldn't be enjoying this as much as he is.
Levi puts your legs back in the position they were as his hips stop moving. You look at him through half-lidded eyes, already fucked out of your mind. His eyes are glued to your navel as he sees the slight bulge of his length.
"Levi...please...move.." He bites his lip, kissing your neck and he whispers. "If it gets too much tell me."
"Why would- mmmmhh!" He starts snapping his hips, his pace unforgiving palm pressed against the bulge. It makes you see stars.
"I'm so fucking deep in you baby. Look at that. Fuuuck t-taking me so well." Levi himself isn't even able to form proper sentences as your wet walls clench around his cock.
His palm presses further and you arch your back, adding to the pressure. It feels too good. He has never been deeper in you than he is now.
Levi's other hand travels up to your lips. "Open." He grunts and you obey, letting two of his fingers enter your mouth as his cock pounds mercilessly into you.
You moan against his fingers when he starts snapping into you even faster. Your pussy clamps down on him and you feel that it isn't much longer before he tips you over the edge.
His hand leaves your belly and he pulls his fingers out of your mouth before taking the back of your neck and smashing his lips onto yours.
Your hands wrap around his neck, nails scratching down his muscular back. Both of you are moaning against each other's mouth, both of you are close to coming.
Levi pulls away from your lips, looking at you. "You gonna cum for me Iike a good girl?" You nod your head trying your best not to cum already.
"Speak." He says, you don't. You don't because you didn't hear him, too focused on the sounds of his cock slamming into your heat. "I said..." He presses a hand firmly against the belly bulge again, making you roll your eyes back from the pleasure. "Speak."
"I- cum L-levi! I'll cum like a good g-girl!" Your warm walls squeeze him tightly one last time before you cum screaming his name as your legs shake. Levi lets out a few heavy grunts before he too is coming inside of you.
"Take it all. Fuck. All of it." He says almost whimpering as his cum fills your pussy up. His sweaty body falls on top of yours, his cock slowly pulls out of you,his cum leaking out of you.
"Where did that come from?" You chuckle weakly, kissing the side of his head. "I missed you that's all." He kisses the skin of your shoulder before pulling his head back and looking at you.
"We are not done yet." Oh boy this was going to be one long night....
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yuurei20 · 21 days
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Idia Info Compilation part 12: Idia and Food
Epel describes Idia as a picky eater.
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Idia prefers “efficient methods of energy intake to keep boring mealtimes as short as possible,” saying that he likes soup as a rational meal and does not care much about flavor.
Idia says he does not like raw fish as “it stinks, it’s lukewarm, it’s all slimy and clingy and sticky...who cares how you get nutrients, as long as you get them? Just eat an energy bar with vitamins and minerals!”
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Idia says that his favorite food is snack foods but he Iikes DIY candy kits in particular, and he gives a set to Vil for his birthday.
Idia also likes instant noodles, saying it is basically the only thing he eats. “It’s less about liking them and more about how convenient they are.”
He buys himself a box of a limited-time release of a certain instant noodle brand, giving one to Deuce for his birthday.
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Idia says he loves brightly-colored candy (offering the prefect a gummy worm), and throughout the game we see him drink both tea (in card art) and grape juice.
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He says he only eats fruit if it is canned or already sliced and peeled.
When Idia talks about the nutritiousness of the grape juice he drinks during Glorious Masquerade, Silver comments, “You could use all the nutrients you can get.”
People saying that Idia is childish is a running theme, said by Trey, Ortho, Malleus and Vil.
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jinwoosungs · 6 months
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the question.
lies of p.
(p)inocchio x fem.reader
anonymous asked: you know that part from casper 1995, where casper and cat are dancing then he leans in and whispers "can i keep you?"
Iike omg imagine pino saying that?? I feel like it fits him so perfectly, an innocent little line cuz while it isn't the typical i love you etc, it just works for him :')
it was during those rare moments that you allowed your mind to wander, staring outside the windows of hotel krat as you kept yourself busy with your sketchbook on hand.
rain fell across the city of krat, painting it in somber hues of grey as your eyes continued to sketch the city. despite the tragedy that befell of krat, you still found it to be beautiful, and sketching it gave you a wonderful reprieve from your main muse.
from the corner of your eyes, you watch as the tall puppet with deep chestnut hair stood beside antonia, the kind lady of this hotel who allowed you to stay here along with the other guests. you were truly struck upon seeing someone so achingly beautiful, and that was when your fascination for the puppet spiraled into something you couldn't quite control.
you trail your eyes back to the pages of your sketchbook, flipping it back to reveal some sketches you had drawn of pinocchio. ever since the moment you laid eyes on him, you were inexplicably drawn to him. despite being a mere puppet, perhaps master geppetto's greatest creation yet, he appeared to be so much like a real boy. with chestnut hair that fell across his face, to the freckles that ran across the expanse of his skin like constellations, you could not keep your heart from pounding for pinocchio.
you were embarrassed to admit this, but pinocchio was your true muse. you adored sketching and drawing on your free time and saw it as a good hobby to pass the time with during these trying times, but you weren't expecting your fascination for pinocchio to go this far. each time the puppet would return back from his exploration through the dangers of krat, you would longingly sneak glances at him all while immortalizing his side profile within the pages of your sketchbook.
when pinocchio would notice you watching him, he would always meet your gaze. but you, feeling mortified at the thought of pinocchio ever seeing the details of your sketchbook, would always run away from him, not wishing to interact with him because god only knows how much your heart can handle.
he was simply too gorgeous for you.
it was silly, you knew that it was, since he was just a puppet. not only have you had a handful of interactions with him, but it seemed strange that your heart would pound at the mere sight of pinocchio. almost like you were... in love with him.
"is that...me?"
you could feel your blood turning into ice when a voice called out to you. it was a gentle voice, one that never spoke too often, yet the sound of it was enough to make a familiar warmth dust against your cheeks.
the secret you have been desperately trying to hide has just been found out by the person you kept running away from.
so caught up in your reveries, you look up to see pinocchio himself staring down at you. his sapphire blue eyes were a stark contrast to the stormy grey hues of the room, and you found yourself getting lost in them. it takes you several seconds to realize that he was still staring down at you and your sketch of him, which makes you panic even further.
"s-sorry! i don't m-mean to come off as strange or anything! i-it's just, you're achingly beautiful, p-pino, so that's why, i really really like sketching you! b-but i get shy so shy around you, that's why i'm always running away from you..."
your ramblings were not helping, and you were well aware of that. yet, you found that you just could not shut up, becoming even more flustered the longer pinocchio stared at you.
"i-i really am s-so sorry- ah?!"
you were abruptly interrupted upon feeling pinocchio's cold hand encircle your wrist, feeling him pulling you up into his arms with his strength alone. as your sketchbook fell against the marble floors of the hotel, you found yourself within his arms. your nose brushes against the cold skin of his cheek, and you look to your left to see pinocchio gazing at you. his blue gaze was unwavering as he held you in his arms, leading your hands around his waist before swaying with you across the hotel room.
you had to be dreaming, because there was no way you were dancing with pinocchio, the strange yet beautiful puppet who had stolen your heart.
you couldn't bring yourself to look at him directly, becoming even more flustered as you cleared your throat to ask, "w-where did you learn this?"
pinocchio twitches slightly, still keeping his hold on you before admitting, "lady antonia told me i should do this if i wanted to get closer to you."
"o-oh..." was all you could manage to say.
your heart was pounding wildly against your chest, your parted lips open in a dreamy sigh as you followed pinocchio's lead. being so close to him, you could see the painstaking details of his features, and you had an almost irrational desire to trace your lips against those endearing freckles, never stopping until you touched each and every one of them.
with a whisper of his name, you press a gentle kiss against his cheek, seeing pinocchio's eyes widen for the briefest of moments before sliding your eyes shut. as pinocchio continues to dance with you across the room, you press your head against his chest, hearing the gentle ticking of his mechanical heart. you were so happy that he was real, that he existed and was here with you now, dancing with you while setting your heart aflame with emotion.
"can i keep you?"
the gentle voice was heard once more, and you found yourself opening your eyes to meet with pinocchio's. he stopped dancing, remaining still as he continued to hold you in his arms. a gentle smile paints his rosy lips, and you found yourself falling for him all over again.
he was so achingly adorable that you couldn't help but tease him a bit, leaning in closer as your lips were a mere centimeters away from his when you tell him, "you may keep me as long as i get to keep you."
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a.n. - they're in love, your honor 🥹 this is unedited, but i hope you readers don't mind this achingly soft story.
all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.
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txttletale · 6 months
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Iike ironically the people who call me joyless or for having ideological & political criticisms of media or that i only like media that shares my politics are literally just projecting -- they feel like they can only like things that are Ideologically Good and so read any ideological criticism of a thing as me saying they're not allowed to enjoy it. but that's them being ideologues, innit! my favourite film of all time is pretty far from being socialist cinema, it's in fact deeply reactionary. i have no problem enjoying things that i have ideological disagreements with, it's the people leaping to their defence and making weird assumptions about my ability to enjoy media who have that problem.
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wifey-badalee · 2 months
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Clearly you’d rather be with her
Part 7
Warnings : mentions of suicide, swearing angst
I'll post then part 2 of this tmr.
You were done feeing the way you did, and worse it was done by the one you love the most. You never would have thought in a million years Alexia would think you were capable of believing you could do something like that,it hurt more than anyone could imagine. She had seen you in your most vulnerable moments and yet she could easily give you up for some lousy girl on the block.
You looked at the bottle of pills in front of you and knew it was wrong but you needed all of this to go away, you didn’t care about the court date or anything. You did want to say goodbye to Alexia though, so you texted her, “I loved you and forever will,even though you betrayed me.”
You took the pills and just started shoving them all down your throat choking while doing it but eventually ate them all. You sat on your bathroom floor and cried and just waited till the lights went out.
To say Alexia was confuse by your message was an understatement, why did you send this to her out of nowhere and why, were you asking for forgiveness and sucking up to her or were you being serious. Her mom walked into the kitchen and asked why she was frowning, Alexia showed her the message and her mom immediately knew. She grabbed Alexia and they both ran our the door.
When they arrived at you house they banged on the door calling your name but got no response, luckily Alexia was strong enough so she brook your door down and rushed to your room , she didn’t find you there so she went to your bathroom and found you unconscious, she immediately panicked and grabbed your face trying to shake you awake , her mom called 911 and then told Alexia to calm down , and you would be alright.
Alexia was far from alright she felt so guilty and mad at herself that she pushed you to suicide. She felt like the worst person on earth, she needed you to wake up so she could ask for forgiveness.
The ambulance arrived and tried cpr and then managed to get your heart pumping again then drove you to the hospital to getting the drugs out. Alexia her mom drove right behind the ambulance, they arrived at the hospital and alexia ran behind the paramedics as they pushed you to the emergency room. The doctors stopped her and told them that they couldn’t enter and needed to stay outside while they help you. Eli called Alba to inform her about what was happening and Olga so happened to hear the conversation, she immediately declared that she was going with Alba to the hospital, Alba didn’t think it was a good idea but she couldn’t stop her.
Alexia was a nervous wreck, she needed to know that you were alive and she needed to apologize even though you were wrong…..but she did say some mean things to you. The doctor then came out and to them that they had gotten the drugs out of your system but you would be unconscious for a while. They thanked the doctor and went to see you. You looked small in the bed and you had dark circles around your eyes from the lack of sleep. Eli looked at you and felt bad, she didn’t Iike you very much but she would never want to see anyone in this situation. Just then Alba and Olga barged in , Olga ran straight to Alexia and embraced her , alexia stood frozen though she felt weird hugging Olga in front of you even though you were asleep. Olga kept checking if she was okay and Alexia said yes while moving her away from her. Alba asked what had happened and Eli explained the whole story. Alba was shocked she didn’t think that this whole situation would drive you to suicide. She felt really bad.
At 8 in the evening the police arrived and the hospital and went to your room, everyone was confused but too exhausted to react, alexia asked the police what they were doing here and the polices reply shocked them beyond words. They explained that evidence was turned in by other gang members a recording of Olga’s voice explaining the break in and the threatening , they played it for them to hear , and Alexia lost it, she pushed the chair and stood up and yelled at Olga. “How on earth could you do that, you fooled me and my family and made us look like fools for believing you while you planned to basically murder my girlfriend, what the hell is wrong with you?”, she yelled.
“ Oh please now your acting like you care about your ‘girlfriend’ really , after all you said to her and believed me over her now you wanna act like her savior, please drop the act, your in love with me and you dont even care about her anymore , my plan wasn’t suppose to go like this, I just needed her to get out of the way Ughh why doesn’t anything go my way!”, Olga replied.
The police took Olga away while alexia and her family reflected on what Olga said and how they treated you. Alexia felt like complete shit she didn’t know what to do with herself she felt disgusted. Her family felt the same way, they treated you Iike an outcast the entire time you dated alexia, because they felt like you didn’t fit , but you did they just didn’t want you to, because they always thought that Olga was more fit for alexia.
Alexia sat next to your bad holding your hand tightly counting the hours down till you woke up so she could apologize and earn your forgiveness, she wished she could take back all the bad things she said to you and did to you. The next morning your eyes fluttered open and you fel hopeless, that you even failed to kill yourself , could you do anything right? You felt a strong hold on your arm when you looked to see what it is you found Alexia’s head laying on your hand, you felt weird for some reason, like you didn’t like it , normally you would find it cute but it wasn’t this time. Alexia stirred and found you awake , she immediately checked to see if you were ok and you reassured her that you were and turned away. Alexia knew you didn’t want to see her and you were still mad but she needed to tell you that she knew everything and wanted to say sorry. She told you that the police came and took Olga away and they proved that she was guilty and she planned all of this, then proceeded to beg for you forgiveness but you just kept your head turned away and ignored her. She knew it wasn’t going to be easy but she was willing to try. Just then her mother and sister walked in with coffee, Eli dropped her coffee on the table and rushed to you, she immediately started apologizing and asking for forgiveness as well, she told you that she thought that you were a bad match for Alexis when in fact she didn’t know you at all, because she never tried to. You just ignored all of them and went back to sleep.
To be continued.
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ghouljams · 7 months
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Happy Halloween!! Die attempts to confront Ghost about his issues, Ghost doesn't respond well.
Tags: Ghost x f!oc/reader, angst, vague references to Ghost's canon backstory, hurt no comfort, Ghost is an asshole who can't communicate
Ghost doesn't even glare at you when he opens the door. Glaring you could handle, at least it would be a show of his feelings. No, the gaze he levels you with is cold indifference. You sit on his bed, all but begging for him to look at you with something other than disgust.
"Figures you'd be here," he grunts looking away to pull off his gloves.
"You're room?" You ask, eager for any bone he'll throw you.
"My bed," his tone is so even and cruel you wince.
"I thought we could talk," you try. Ghost stays silent, his focus on his nightly routine. He sets his gloves on his dresser, strips his shirt over his head, careful to keep his balaclava in place. You try to keep out of the rolling tide of his emotions. Disgust rears its ugly head too often for your comfort. Although you can't tell who it's directed at. If you weren't here you wonder if it would still point its wretched finger at Ghost. "Maybe I should start with an apology." You mumble. Ghost snaps the top drawer closed, presses his fists to the top and leans against it.
"You don’t even know what you’re apologizin’ for," he spits, you flinch. You don't know how to respond to that, what to say or how to say it. You don't have the words for the ache in your chest that his words conjure. He swallows, you feel his mind settle on something like pulling the brakes on a speeding train. Everything screeches to a halt, and piles in on itself. You'd be crushed under that weight, you don't know how Ghost can stand it. "Why couldn't we stay strangers," it's a question, but it isn't really. He isn't looking for an answer.
"I don't-" you don't understand. Ghost turns to look over his shoulder at you and you catch the spark of his glare, the cool heat that shoots through you.
“Least you can admit it,” He grumbles.
“If you would just talk to me,” You plead. Ghost slams his hands on the top of the dresser and you flinch. He clenches his fists tighter, another roll of disgust hitting him. Hitting him. It’s not you that he’s disgusted with, it’s himself. His anger, his hurt, his want to hurt you.
"Because everything has to be done your way.” He pushes his shoulders down, trying to keep the tension in his figure from showing. He’s wound so tight you’re worried he might break. “You couldn't just leave well enough- God, you can't leave me alone." You almost wish he were yelling at you, that it wasn't the cool even tone he always carries tearing you down. He yelled for Soap. Why won't he yell at you?
"I can't, I'm- the contract doesn't have a dismissal clause, there's no precedent-"
"So every fucker that gets one of you is satisfied with it? Don't believe that," he ticks his head to the side, clicks his tongue, "Give a man a brag rag that says 'e's a monster, and you lot think 'e's happy with it?"
"It's not-"
"How'd you tally it up? Hm?" Ghost turns towards you, "How’d you decide I couldn’t-” He looks away again. Couldn’t what? There’s nothing in your arsenal Ghost couldn’t use, no part of you that isn’t made to complement him. 
"I'm a reward," you press. He looks at you again, eyes narrowing. You squeeze your hands into fists, dig your nails into your palms. You can smell blood, feel the sharp break of your skin. 
"A reward. You think just because you give a dog a pretty bone it doesn't know it's gettin' kicked?"
You look away, you can't hold his gaze when he looks at you like that. A dog with a bone. His gaze is hot, his disgust pointed inward. He doesn't want to want you Iike he does. He wants you though. There’s a softness to it, an unease, a resentment. Another voice in his head that barks at him, reminds him of what he is. It feels older, darker. You don’t like it.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” you try, you feel small, a bad sort of small. You don’t like this part of you, the human part, the cursed blood your mother gave you.
“No, you want me to hurt you,” He snarks, his sarcasm more biting than his teeth ever could be. Your ribs tighten around your lungs, squeezing them closer together until you can't feel them expand anymore.
“I don’t,” you mumble. Your throat hurts, scratches uncomfortably, and your eyes itch in a strange way. 
“Wha’s that? Can’t hear you, love.” Ghost’s tone is mocking, he leans comfortably against his dresser. Smug, but not pleased with himself. You can feel it. He’s making a show of it, but it still hurts. Hurts in a way you’re not used to, but perhaps starting to be.
“I don’t!” You yell at him, sob at him. You press your hands against your face, unsure if it’s wetness from the blood or the new tears rolling down your cheeks. “Why don’t you like me?” You cry, pulling your knees up to your chest, “Why? I’m good, I can be good! I can be good, I promise." You feel your fingers trembling, your voice getting softer, more watery, “I can be quiet, you won’t even notice me, please.-" you draw in a breath, "-Please don’t hurt me.”
Simon’s horror slices through you like a knife. But it’s fine. You can't hold form anymore, you don’t have to feel it when you melt into the shadows. You don’t really have to feel much of anything, not like this. This is good.
“Die?” Simon calls, his fingers pressing against his blankets where you'd been, his eyes darting around the dim room. It’s ok, you can be good. Your weight leaves his chest, and a new one settles in its place, as familiar and dangerous as coming home.
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