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ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴠᴇsᴛɪɢɪᴀʟ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ (ᴀᴄᴛ 3 ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ)
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ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴠᴇsᴛɪɢɪᴀʟ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ (ᴀᴄᴛ 3 ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ)
@FALSEVIKTORY
— 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲? 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭? 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳.
mdni. 30+. untagged triggers. Katılım Şubat 2024
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a good breakfast and good company."
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he can feel her touch but his senses are unable to sense her warmth. his own features mirror her concerned ones, lower lip trembling until he presses them tightly together. slowly, he takes her hand in his and begins walking.
"yes, that is a good idea. a good day starts with
. 𓂃𝑺𝑨𝑴𝑰𝑹𝑨 𝑴𝑶𝑯𝑨𝑵@SVNKllSSED
she had called his name twice. concern marks the viridescent shades of her gaze, a lithe hand glinting gold reaching out to touch his shoulder. the robe she had thrown haphazardly over her nightgown comes loose at the stays. “why don't you come in for breakfast, then.ᐣ”
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ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴠᴇsᴛɪɢɪᴀʟ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ (ᴀᴄᴛ 3 ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ) retweetledi
— since when was @SVNKllSSED standing in front of him? one blink ago and she had still been asleep. now the house they've built for themselves (or jayce had built at least) is filled with light.
"i — seem to have forgotten what i was doing."
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@judasrots he twitches, a little unused still to the closeness but ever so greedy for what he's offered anyways. offering little scratches in between a massage.
"you were handsome before." little tap to his temple. "and you are even more handsome now, i suppose." softly teasing.
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@FALSEVIKTORY he relaxes beneath gentle hands, his own rising to rest against hips. leaning in, chin rests against viktor’s stomach. “i like it. it’s not —— what i used to look like. i like this much better.”
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fingers slipping into @judasrots' hair just to tug lightly at. sleepy stare.
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@judasrots "your hair is growing longer." with no rush, no plans for the rest of the night, viktor can easily take his time to appreciate the sight.
"it's pretty."
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@FALSEVIKTORY a breathy sigh expelled by adventurous fingers, sinking contentedly into the touch. mirroring drowsiness, a faint smile quirks. “what is it?”
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the planet must still be beautiful, even a hundred thousand miles away, with the way jayce waits. a little hum as viktor moves off the bed, his worse leg first and then the better.
"we may have to wait for a bit but she has a magic touch when it comes to pastries."
chamber ⟴@ofbrokenforce
"Oh another planet entirely probably," Jayce replied. He listened to his suggestion after a moment and nodded. "That sounds delicious. I would love to try it." Fresh jams? Who wouldn't? He was reluctant to get himself out from under the covers.
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before it comes — terminal, you should look into preventive measures.
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it was too late for me — by the time they realized what it was.
[they were born 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 and the pain had taken a second seat over time. but he had been too tired, too overworked, too hungry for achievements to realize what it was.]
it may not be too late for you.
yoru — ்⋆@TarnishedMettle
( Viktor listened to him closely, a small frown on his face. The way his managed to stretch out and move didn't necessarily make him jealous, but envious. Envious of what could be possible if it didn't mean self experimentation.) Mm... It feels like a thought I would >>
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ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴠᴇsᴛɪɢɪᴀʟ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ (ᴀᴄᴛ 3 ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ) retweetledi
@THMM3R "it was not meant to ask for compliments — " he bit at the inside of his cheek, if only so the smile could stop growing and leave him too obvious.
it was nice. and he won't say no for how long it lasts.
"i should give you more gifts, i think."
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» @THMM3R
[he tucks the little tulip, small and bright white, right behind jayce's ear.]
a little girl said this would make a fine gift. perhaps, she is correct.
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"that must be why you sometimes look as if you are a hundred miles away." even before his beloved blackboard or work.
another glance out the window and he comes to decision. "there is a bakery that makes sweetbread and fresh jam weekly. do you want try it?"
chamber ⟴@ofbrokenforce
Jayce gave a soft groan at the taps and opened his eyes to look at Viktor. He smiled and took his wrist in his hand. "Mm. The answer is... I did not sleep," he teased as he finally sat up. He let go of Viktor to run a hand through his own messy hair and yawn again. >>
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myself. [a little hum.] and at the time, no one was there to stop me or say it was a terrible idea.
the easiest way to experiment is to experiment on yourself, no?
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soon, it will become even harder to stand, much less walk. the mornings will feel painful and the evenings like an ache that never goes away.
[he pulls his own legs up, folding one and stretching the other out on the bed as if to show the ease of it.]
i wanted to fix it by
yoru — ்⋆@TarnishedMettle
( It was always something that felt like it could cure the world that ended up falling flat. Viktor had always been ambitious. He paused at his next question and worked his jaw as he set his hand along his hip.) It... Has started to, yes. A slow dull ache. >>
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ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴠᴇsᴛɪɢɪᴀʟ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ (ᴀᴄᴛ 3 ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ) retweetledi
// slowly but surely, i will finish work and get back to all my bookmarks and replies on all accounts. . .
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i fear i am in his mind.
𝘥e͟a͟d͟r𖦹𝔱. @judasrots
looked at the stars and thought of you … by the way …
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yes.
they match the ones on my face.
𝘥e͟a͟d͟r𖦹𝔱. @judasrots
just remembered viktor has neck moles.
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ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴠᴇsᴛɪɢɪᴀʟ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ (ᴀᴄᴛ 3 ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ) retweetledi
