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[greenmartyrdom]

[;oops]

hi, everyone. it’s been a while LMAO. I’m so sorry I disappeared. the pandemic and life in general has been an absolute mess.

I’m planning on moving Oliver over to my multi @ovcrdramatiic just because that’s where I have all my other muses. I liked having Oliver on his own account, but I cannot be trusted with more than one blog, apparently :p 

I’m still busy as hell with work and everything, but if you wanna find me on there and continue writing, please don���t hesitate to message me here or there. my multi is on my phone so I will get the messages from there the quickest.

thanks for being so understanding. I love you all <3

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caityandthemultimuses‌:

Oliver

Felicity moaned in pain while Oliver ordered the medication to be brought to her.  Frost was a terrible nasty person and she was going to make sure that her daughter was taken care of before the rotten demon child that was inside her came out into the world.  “ Ollie…I-I still love you. ” She loved HW, but her love for Oliver never really died when Frost stole him from her.  She was pretty sure that Frost knew that because of all the nights that she’d spent with him — but she wanted to make sure that he knew that before something bad happened to her.

“ But I-I need you to take care of HW for me if something ha-happens…”

Just then, the room began to grow cold.  Carla entered first, followed by a girl who was younger than Sophie and then Frost.  “ Still no child?  You really are useless, aren’t you? ” The Ice Queen made her way to the stool in front of Felicity’s bed and lifted the blanket to get a better idea of how long it was going to be.  “ We’re going to give you something to speed this up.  I’m getting bored and my guests and my guests downstairs are anxious to see our new child.  Darling, can I see you for a minute?  It’s rather urgent, but it will only take a moment.” 

Carla, who had stayed out of eyesight had held up the medication that Oliver required her to bring and pointed to her assistant while mouthing that the girl was his sister.  She knew that Frost loved Oliver, but their relationship would never be half of what he had with Caitlin until he knew the truth about everything that she had been working hard to hide from him this whole time.

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       It’s one thing after another, and Oliver truly has no idea how he’s supposed to be dealing with all of it. He looks back over at Felicity, who is confessing that she still loved him. If he were being honest, he would probably say he still loved her, too, but his emotions are too fucked up for him to even begin to start unpacking what’s hidden deep down.

       She begs him to take care of H.W., but before he can even respond, Frost---Caitlin---comes in and takes command of the entire room. Maybe it’s the chill that enters with her, but he’s not sure. His body stiffens and he tries not to act hostile towards her, despite the way he’s feeling right about now.

       She wants to talk to him. What does she want to talk to him about? In all honesty, what in the world was Oliver going to say? Is he going to reveal to her that he knows about everything? How would she even react...

       He looks over at Felicity and gives her hand one more squeeze and an attempt at a reassuring smile. He wishes he could talk to her alone, but that’s not going to happen now. Oliver turns around and Carla catches his line of sight---he glances over at her, then at the girl she was talking about.

       What...?!

       Oliver knows Frost would grow impatient if he took any longer, so he tears  his gaze away from Carla and follows his wife outside. Once the door closes behind them, he looks at her. Caitlin. How did he not see this before?

       Maybe it’s the way her face stiffened with anger and bitterness that he couldn’t equate that to the shining star that Caitlin was back when he knew her. He stares at her for a long time, and he’s starting to see the face of the woman he used to love all those years back. The one he hurt. The one that got away.

       He doesn’t say anything, for fear that if he uttered a single word about it, it would all become true. 

       Then there would be no turning back.

All That Glitters is Definitely Frozen -- the 15 year Flash Forward || Oliver & Felicity

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caityandthemultimuses‌:

Oliver

“ 12 hours in and there’s still not much improvement, ” Carla muttered.  “ Oliver, I am sorry that I can’t have this conversation with you right now, but I need to talk to my daughter.  She said no medications, but this is getting to be a bit  inhumane and if we wait much longer, Felicity will be too exhausted to push when the time does come and that’s not good for her or your daughter. ”

At least the gender was official now.  Frost and Oliver were having a daughter 

and Felicity had a get out of jail free card for the rest of her life.  Carla was the only one who didn’t benefit from participating in the the birth of her grandchild, but at least she had the chance to see the child before it was old enough to torment her.  “ Inhumane!?!?!?!?  Inhumane was 6 hours ago when I was begging for an epidural and Frost was laughing in my face about it! ”  

A moan escaped Felicity’s lips as the brunette gripped onto Oliver’s hand.  “ Sophie d-didn’t take this long, Oliver.  She was out in 3 hours.  I know you couldn’t be there for her then…but you can be there for her now.  Let her meet a prince! ”  Felicity didn’t see anything good coming out of this birth, but she wanted to know that Sophie was taken care of in case something happened to her.  Knowing that their daughter could meet a prince assured that Sophie stayed kind and focused more on her own life than on what she could do to others and that’s the only thing left in the world that Felicity really wanted.

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       His mind is going in circles, so much so that he starts feeling dizzy as he’s holding Felicity’s hand. The crazy notion that CAITLIN is Killer Frost is confirmed within a few seconds, and he isn’t given time to process any of this. Carla starts talking about how Felicity needs medications, and then Felicity is yelling at her. Oliver blinks a few times and is brought back into the moment when Felicity grips tighter on his hand.

       The way she is talking makes him uneasy. “Don’t talk like that,” he answers quickly, squeezing her hand back reassuringly. “You’re going to be fine, and we’ll both be able to be there with Sophie. I’m not going to lose anyone else tonight.” He looks up at Carla, eyes narrowing at her. Oliver knows what he needs to do, but Frost is NOT going to be happy---there’s no turning back now.

       “Carla,” his voice is sharp as he speaks, “Give her the medications she needs.” He can see by the way that she’s looking at him, she’s taken aback and very hesitant. He stresses a sigh and raises his voice a little. “GET her what she needs. I don’t care what Frost told you, because I’m ORDERING you to do it now. I don’t care how you do it---sneak it in if you have to---but I don’t want to see your face in here again until you have. what. she. needs.”

       Maybe he’ll get thrown into the dungeon for disobeying direct orders from CAITLIN SNOW, but he knows that she wouldn’t dare kill him---not now, anyway. He doesn’t care what she’ll do to him, as long as Felicity and the baby stay safe, fuck all else.

All That Glitters is Definitely Frozen -- the 15 year Flash Forward || Oliver & Felicity

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caityandthemultimuses‌:

Oliver The doctor looked Oliver as though she were studying his face for a few moments.  Since she could loose her job if she didn’t have proof that he was who he said he was (if the patient complained) the woman decided to pull out her iphone and typed Oliver Queen in the first search engine that popped up on her browser.  This man looked older, but his facial features here very similar to her patient and the man on the screen.  “  She’s resting now, but you can go sit with her.  She…uh.  She kept asking for your parents, so I want to do some follow up tests when shes awake. ” At this point the doctor started walking and motioned for Oliver to follow her.  “ She’s been my patient before, you know.  The last time she was in here, I treated her broken arm that she got in a fist fight at juvie.  Detective Lance brought her in after bailing her out.  He tried to keep her at his house for a while, but your sister has never really grown out of her 12 year old mentality.  She ran away and I ended up seeing her again last winter, when she almost died of pneumonia.  I tried to get social services involved, but their homes were all full, so I gave her the name of a woman’s shelter and I haven’t heard from her since.  She’s lucky to be alive and lucky that she came in for this accident because she had a nasty infection starting to set in on a cut on her back from only she knows what…”

Once they reached room 49, the doctor checked Thea’s chart to see if there was something that she had forgotten.  “ 3 broken ribs, sprained wrist, 17 staples in the back of her skull, scraped knees and palms…the boy that hit her was barely 12 himself.  He told me to apologize to you and your sister because she came out of nowhere so quickly that he couldn’t stop his bicycle.  I’ll let you visit with your sister for a while, then we’ll talk about getting your liveliness reinstated so that I can release her into your care when she’s able to go back home. ”

   ****

With the door to Thea’s room now open, the doctor could see that her patient was still awake.  She thought about running the tests, but she thought a reunion with her brother in an isolated area might be what they needed.  “ Miss Queen, you have a visitor… ”  the doctor stated. “ But I don’t want to go to school today, Raisa.  I want to stay home with you and momma. ”  Thea was clearly hyped up on medication when she made this statement, but she would much rather be back at the mansion with her mother and nanny, than anywhere that she had been during the past five years.  “ Or maybe we can talk Ollie into taking me to the zoo if I ask Caitlin to come with us.  Doesn’t want to be with anyone other than her anymore… ” The teenager mumbled her last conversation with their nanny on the day before the Gambit sank.  The medicine had put her young mind in an alternate reality, but this was a time that she visited quite often in her normal state.  “ Raisa…go tell momma I don’t feel so good…tell her my tummy really does hurt… ” @greenmartyrdom​ 

       As the doctor explains everything that Thea has been through all these years that Oliver has been dead away, the older brother can only feel the biggest pang of guilt forming within his stomach. This is not what he wanted for his sister, and his optimism about her being all right while he was on the island is  completely shattered. Juvie? Pneumonia? Nasty infection? None of these are what he envisioned while he was gone---the things he thought about to keep himself sane as he worked his way to finding a way back home.

       At the mention of the boy wanting to apologize, Oliver is brought back to reality and he shakes his head in response. “He doesn’t have to apologize---it was no one’s fault.”

       He sees the room 49 that she is in, and he glances through the small window on the door. The doctor explains they can deal with everything after he visits his sister, which he is grateful for. All he wants now is to see his baby sister, and let her know that she’s not alone anymore.

       When they walked in, he is greeted with even more bitter truth as Thea is mumbling to herself, not focused on anything that is happening right now. He walks up to her, barely recognizing the young woman she was becoming. Oliver can’t believe he lost being there for those important years of her life...

       “Thea,” he whispers gently, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. “It’s  me, Ollie. I’m back.” He reaches a hand forward and hesitates for a moment before grabbing one of her hands.

Homecoming || Thea & Oliver Queen --- Earth 49 Verse

[greenmartyrdom]

/whooses in

hellooooooooooooooooooo i keep being so bad about coming back and leaving LMAO

let’s just say work was stressful and then the whole quarantine thing happened

now teaching online and crap.

but i’m trying to get back on. i’ve been on @ovcrdramatiic since a few days ago, but i’m trying to be active here too.

miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight move oliver over to the multi but idk yet *shrug* i’m still debating on that.

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hello it’s been 4 months. i suck LOL ollie is mad at meeeeee

dunno when i’ll actually be able to do things on here BUT HERE’S TO HOPING I CAN SOON x.x

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trustbutvcrify‌:

@greenmartyrdom gets some plotted floof in our au for adrian & oliver

He stopped at the door to Oliver’s apartment, knocking once before letting himself inside with the spare key he kept. The bag of Chinese food clutched tightly in his hand is set on the counter and the District Attorney made his way quietly towards the couch and sat down to wait for the other to finish up getting dressed. It was late, he assumed Oliver had gotten home a couple hours ago from city hall and hadn’t eaten. Despite running around the city as PROMETHEUS and trying to keep the streets clean, calling it a night when he had a couple hours ago was the right move. 

“Were you planning on cooking tonight?” Adrian asked, slightly louder than he normally would so his boyfriend could hear through the door. 

       Thankfully Oliver had just arrived a few minutes ago to his apartment, quickly fixing himself up in the bedroom as he heard the sound of a knock and the door opening. There was a crinkle that sounded like some form of take-out, which Oliver was incredibly happy to hear---he was STARVING.

       He smiled at the sound of his boyfriend’s voice, giving one more look in the mirror before opening the door and walking out. His mouth opened into a wide grin upon seeing Adrian, and he walked up to the other from behind the couch and draped his arms around him before giving the other a kiss on the cheek.

       “I had a feeling you’d bring something over,” he replied happily. Now that Adrian was here, he could relax some.

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trustbutvcrify‌:

There’s a slight smirk behind the full mask as he looks up from the unconscious ( and handcuffed ) gang of thugs towards the Green Arrow. They’d both seemed to be working this case for a while now, though it seemed like the Green Arrow didn’t quite figure things out as quickly as he did. And he didn’t even have a full team. It was just him. That was alright though. This little game they were playing was fun, and almost amusing.

“Taking care of these guys, obviously.” Amusement evident despite only the small hint of it in his tone. His grip tightened around the sword before it’s sheathed on his back.

“Gotta learn to keep up.”

       This guy knew how to ruffle Oliver’s feathers, because he was already SEETHING with anger at the other’s words. Prometheus thought he was better than him, Oliver could tell, and it only made him madder. Felicity was trying to calm him down over the comms, but the Green Arrow took over and he muted her for now because he was just ready to fight.

       He immediately ran forward and threw a punch at Prometheus’ face.

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[;yet another update]

another disappearance brought to you by spag woohoo :’D

listen, I really apologize for being so quiet. school started up again mid-august, and life has slowly but surely gone to shit.

work’s stressful, my classes are behind left and right, I keep losing my voice due to these stupid schedule changes with large numbers of kids, and to top it all off my relationship is in shambles :D so life is GREAT. lol. 

I want to use writing as a de-stresser, but it’s been so honest-to-god hard to actually get on my computer and do something. 

I’m barely ever on mobile here; I’m usually logged on mobile via @ovcrdramatiic so if I don’t respond here, you might have a better chance reaching me by IM there.

but in all honesty, talking to me on discord is waaaaaaaaay easier to deal with.

add me @spagnoodle#9178 - Mutuals only, please, and let me know who you are when you add me.

thanks so much and so sorry for the essay - i’m going to post on my multi, and do one reply to help my mood and then i’m going to bed because it’s already too late for me to be up :(

Love you all <3

-Spag

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@chaoticvertue

Kara could hear each heartbeat in the room, the panic of the fast pace pulse from every single person. Kara had never been in a situation like this, so she was just as fearful, but it also came from the decision she had to make. It was hammered in her head for so long that she had to stay human, look human, act human, that she feared what would happen if she didn’t this one time. Oliver’s voiced snapped her out of her trace, listening to everything and lost in the thoughts that she grabbed his arm. “He’s not going to leave,” Kara whispered, pushing her lips together. He was getting aggravated, angry. He would do something rash. It wasn’t a move, this was no movie.

“Don’t talk–” Before she could even finish her sentence she heard the blast. Her eyes caught the millisecond movement, the gun waved, his finger snapped, the trigger pulled. Kara reached over and grabbed Oliver. Despite the loud noise, she reacted. Her body moving around and shielded Oliver, and shifted her body just a small half inch. The bullet deflected off her shoulder and hitting the wall. It worked, no one was shot. Kara’s eyes opened, looking at Oliver. Despite knowing the bullet flung off of her body, she had to make sure he was okay.

She couldn’t sit here and do nothing. Her mother would be pissed, but the cameras wouldn’t be able to catch her if she moved fast enough. They would see a blur, and she would only be gone for a second. Oliver might nothing something off, but it was worth the risk. She turned around, shot off toward the gunman and grabbed the gun, throwing it out the window. Unfortunately, it made it shatter but it got it away from him. And then she hit the man just hard enough that it would make him unconscious. Just a second, and then she was back in front of Oliver.

“Ollie,” Kara said, trying to hide the tears in her eyes because she almost lost him. “Your okay, it didn’t get you. It didn’t get me either,” Kara bottom lip quivered as she launched into him, holding him in a hug as she buried her face into his chest. “You’re okay,” She whispered. She couldn’t lose another friend, she couldn’t. Kenny was gone, but Oliver. No, she couldn’t lose him too. Damn the rules and damn the people her adoptive father works with. She wasn’t going to let them take him from her.

She couldn’t bare someone else dying.

       Oliver heard the gunshot and had curled into himself immediately, and he felt Kara pull him into her in a protective manner. He didn’t know what was going to happen, but all he could think of was the worst. What if Kara or himself would die in this cafe and have no more time to say anything to one another? He didn’t want her to think that he hated her and didn’t want to be around her anymore---now their situation seemed rather silly in comparison.

       He felt his breath hitch and he froze in his friend’s arms, fright taking over his entire body. No impact or pain came in response, but he was too much in a haze right now to really know what was going on. Suddenly, he felt the warmth of Kara leave him, and in that moment he wondered if he got shot.

       Hands moved along his chest and abdomen to check if he’d been hit, but it seemed as though he was in luck. The sound of glass shattering was in the background, although not enough time passed for him to think about what that meant; just as quickly as the warmth from Kara left, it arrived yet again. He looked up at her, tear-welled eyes as he tried to register what was going on.

       Kara pulled into him, and she was telling him that they were okay. He held her tightly, eyes flickering over to where the man was standing but he wasn’t there anymore. Now, Oliver saw the man’s feet, as if he were knocked unconscious. “We’re... okay...” he echoed back to her in a whisper, not letting go of her anytime soon.

       The teen didn’t understand what was going on, but now he could hear sirens in the background---someone must have called 9-1-1 sometime during the chaos. He gave Kara a small kiss at the top of her head as he watched the policemen arrive at the scene and start dragging out the unconscious gunman. “That was... something...” he finally spoke gently, still holding onto her.

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new theme (background) who dis??? ;D

for those of you who are on mobile -

I started last night and was fucking around til i found something that i ended up liking. really happy with this :)

now onto attempting a few more drafts!!!

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caityandthemultimuses‌:

Father

 The young prince sat in the field behind the castle, waiting for his father to come join him for their archery lessons.  So far it had been a typical Monday, but there was still a certain sorrow among the castle that he did not understand.  He knew that Felicity Smoak had been a big deal to his father and the servants, but he didn’t know why people were still crying about it in the hallway.  “ Give me my bow, James, ” the prince said to his servant.

The servant obeyed and handed him a bow, with one arrow.  He was still a beginner so the target had been set up 10 yards away, but he wanted to have it moved back farther today because there were rumors that Sophie could hit a bullseye at 30 yards away.  “When father gets here, I want to have the guards move the target back.  What do I say when he gets here anyway???  Sorry about your whore, father? ”  He didn’t care about Felicity’s death or his half sister either, so why should he be bother being kind about the situation as long as he still had his mother and baby sister? @greenmartyrdom

       A mix of emotions were welled up inside Oliver since Felicity’s death. He didn’t know how to make of anything anymore, and yet he still had to carry on with his duties as King no matter how much he wanted to say fuck it. Thankfully Frost was the one doing most of the executive work, as strange as it sounded for Oliver to feel that way compared to how he was adamant about ruling on his own before he married the Ice Queen.

       One of the tasks he had for the day was training his son in archery. He wished that he could train both Sophie and Thomas together, but that was out of the question when he talked to Frost about it. So here he was, making his way over to the field, quiver full of arrows and bow in hand. He could hear Thomas’ voice echoing through the air, although he couldn’t make out what it was that he was saying.

       “Son,” he then called out when he was in earshot, missing everything that Thomas was saying to his servant. “How long have you been waiting here?”

All That Glitters is Definitely Frozen -- the 15 year flashfoward || Thomas & Oliver

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caityandthemultimuses‌:

Oliver Felicity was in labor.  Frost had been in and out of the room for the last nine hours, but this time she’d sent Oliver because things had taken a turn for the worse and the Queen was busy being a Queen.  She tried to breath and stay calm, but as Oliver entered the room the pain was almost too much to bare.  “ O-Oliver…. ” the brunette said in an exhausted voice, “ she’s Caitlin. ”   Frost had made the mistake of calling her doctor mother during their conversation about the baby earlier and the doctor had introduced herself as Carla Tannhauser at the beginning of the pregnancy.  It had taken a while for everything to click, but when it did Felicity knew that she had to tell Oliver because she had always heard about the romance that he had shared with Caitlin Snow while she was in college and it was only fair that he knew who he had really married fifteen years ago. “ Y-you’re married to… ”   A cry of pain escaped her lips.  She knew in that moment that something was wrong and was relieved that Frost’s mother entered the room.  She seemed shocked to see Oliver, but managed a nod before checking on Felicity’s condition.  Her silence made it awkward for all of them, but it was probably better that it stayed this way. @greenmartyrdom​

       In all these fifteen years of Oliver’s world changing completely, he had never imagined something like this happening. He watched as his... what was Felicity to him? A friend, sure, but their history made things complicated. He loved her long ago, and her reappearance at the beginning of the new reign only tempted old emotions to resurface. Since then, the two of them have had an odd relationship. Frost was semi-okay with Oliver seeing her, and the fact that they had a child together made things... more complicated.

       He was by Felicity’s side as she carried his and Frost’s child, whom she was not given the option of birthing. He held her hand as he looked down at her sweaty and exhausted face. Oliver’s free hand moved some of the hair stuck to her forehead when she started to breathe out his name.

       Without a single bit of warning, Felicity had said something that only puzzled the Black Arrow. It did not sink in. He frowned, looking down at her questioningly, and she elaborated on what she meant.

       CAITLIN. He hadn’t heard that name in so long, like a foreign word to his ears. He’s married to? Caitlin? Is that what Felicity was saying?

       “I don’t understand what you’re saying,” he started to speak, giving her hand a squeeze. He would have chalked it all up to delirium from this long and exhausting labor if a familiar face hadn’t shown up in the room.

       Carla Tannhauser. How could Oliver forget the strong-willed mother that Caitlin Snow had argued with frequently? The woman only nodded at him and turned her attention to Felicity. The archer watched the woman as she tended to the brunette, mouth slightly agape.

       “Carla,” he breathed out, a tone of confused anger hinted in the way he said her name.

All That Glitters is Definitely Frozen -- the 15 year Flash Forward || Oliver & Felicity

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@trustbutvcrify || i said it would be done over a week ago so here i am late w/ starbucks /SHRUG EMOJI

       HIM.

       Again.

       No matter where Oliver turned, PROMETHEUS was always five steps ahead of him ( or more, if he were being honest, but he didn’t want to give the other that much credit ) and getting in the way of whatever it was that he was doing as the Arrow. “Overwatch,” he muttered into his comms as he stood in front of the other vigilante, one staring at the other. It was a warning to Felicity, but she already knew that Prometheus was there despite a moment ago there being no trace of him.

       “YOU,” he then directed at the masked stranger, his voice rigid as his annoyance with the other grew. “What are you doing here?”

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/is MIA on tumblr for a long ass time

/comes back on only to edit a dash new icon

listen, i wanna do drafts, but i got a fever yesterday somehow and these first two weeks of being back at teaching drained me lol. we’ll see if any of that happens tonight. no promises tho T_T

if you wanna stay in contact with me, message me on discord! i’m always signed on my phone there ~

edit: mutuals, mssg for my username!

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UPDATE: I’ve literally NOT been here like, at all - my Oliver muse has been... testing me. But, watching Arrow from the beginning definitely has gotten me a bit more muse for him so I think imma try to do some stuff tonight before bed!

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Sorry for being gone most of this week - I've been playing catch up on a few shows, as well as getting @mxgxnghwa HOOKED on Arrow mwahahahaha!

Also, one of my little shit rats whom I love very much chewed up my mouse wire last night real bad so it's now broken 😒 so I can't do computer things til my new mouse arrives from Amazon today.

PLUS, I always do the yearly Gish hunt as supervised by Misha Collins, and that starts tomorrow and ends the following weekend --- on top of that, I will be introducing a new rat to my mischief so I'm gonna be busy working on getting him acclimated to the two boys I already got.

This means activity will probably be a bit low moving forward, but I will try to hop on from time to time to keep threads going!

It sucks bc my muse is really high lol but! Duty calls!🤣

Love you all!!!❤️❤️❤️

P.S. next weekend marks my last weekend of freedom before the next academic school year starts 😭😭😭

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@merakielysium

I am the worst sucker for reincarnated loves like I am the WORST TRASH FOR THAT SHIT

That thing where they first meet again and that expression of confusion bc ‘I know them’

and then they struggle with getting closer for no damn reason but just?? t h e m

And tHEN THEY GET FLASHBACKS OF THE HORRIBLE THINGS THAT TORE THEM APART IN A PREVIOUS LIFE

Or one of them does and they have to stare into that other person’s face every morning knowing they’ll never understand how much they love them

pUNCH ME IN THE FACE AND GIVE ME REINCARNATED SHIP AU’S!!