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luna moth pigeon

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The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy

I tried to scroll past this. I really did

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“Jesper?” Wylan’s voice was quiet, almost careful, when he slipped into Jesper’s - or rather their - room at the Slat. Jesper hadn’t looked at anyone when he’d returned, had just walked up to their room, and Wylan had known that something had happened.

Jesper was sitting on the bed facing the dark window. When Wylan stepped closer, he turned his face towards the wall, avoiding him when his right hand rose to rub over his face.

“Is… everything alright?” A younger Wylan would have left him alone, would have stepped out again, but he cared too much for Jesper to leave him like that, since it was always a bad sign when Jesper wasn’t talking. Silences, as Wylan had learned, weren’t his favourite thing, so whenever Jesper was quiet, didn’t talk to him, he knew that something was up. Of course, there were some situations, where even Jesper was okay with silence, and he’d told Wylan before that silences with him wrapped in his arms were different, calming.

“I’m fine.” Jesper’s voice was merely more than a whisper, but with every other sound muted because of the closed door, Wylan could still hear him clearly. Still, there was something in the tone of his voice that made him tense slightly.

“You know you don’t have to lie to me, right?”

Taking a steadying breath, Wylan stepped up to the bed and sat down next to Jesper, who was still averting his gaze, but he’d at least taken off his hat. His hands were rubbing up and down both thighs, his bottom lip being nibbled on, and while Jesper seemed to always be in motion, this was still different.

“I can’t help you if you won’t tell me what happened.” No matter how much he wanted to, no matter how much he ached to make him feel better, without knowing what Jesper needed, he couldn’t do that much.

“I—” Jesper started, his head falling back so that he was staring at the ceiling as if he could find answers there.

Without thinking about it, Wylan reached for Jesper’s hands, pulling them into his lap just to hold them and show him that he wasn’t alone. A few heartbeats of silence passed until Jesper’s shoulders slumped and he turned his head to face Wylan. Even in the dark room, Wylan could see the tears brimming in his eyes. Tears Jesper fought so hard not to shed.

“I thought that I saw my Ma.” Words spoken so quickly that Wylan wasn’t sure if he’d heard them correctly, but once they sunk in, his heart ached for Jesper. “And I know it’s ridiculous, but I followed her and then lost her in the crowd and I just—”

“Shh,” Wylan cooed, letting go of Jesper’s hands to pull him into his arms. Squeezing his own eyes shut, he let his fingertips stroke over the back of Jesper’s neck again and again, letting the other hand rest against his back, just holding him. “It’s okay.”

Jesper buried his fingers in Wylan’s shirt, bunching it in his fists as his tears stained the fabric darker where they fell, mainly on Wylan’s shoulder. Having that glimmer of hope, irrational as it had been, and then having that taken from him again, bringing him back to a reality where he’d lost his mother years ago, had shaken him up so badly, that the tears wouldn’t stop for a while.

Once they did Jesper carefully raised his head, loosening his grip on Wylan’s shirt so he could pull back slightly and rub his eyes with one hand.

“Sorry,” he murmured, voice a little hoarse from crying.

“What are you apologising for?”

“All of this. You didn’t sign up for this.”

“Hey,” Wylan said, framing Jesper’s face with both hands to make him look at him. “I signed up for you. All of you, and that includes moments like this as well. I hope you know that you can be yourself around me. You don’t have to hold up your guard all the time.” Leaning forward, Wylan stole a soft kiss from his lips.

“It’s just not that easy.”

“I know. A lot of things aren’t easy for me as well. It’s a learning curve so to say.” That at least managed to make Jesper smile.

“Thank you, Wy.”

“For what?”

“For being you.”

That alone made his heart warm, even more so when Jesper kissed him again - and some more kisses followed until they lay back, Jesper’s nose pressed against the crook of Wylan’s neck to breathe him in and fall asleep like this.

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i think... this is flirting.

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it’s so bizarre when animated American films are set in a certain location and then only certain characters have the accents of that place. It makes no damn sense!! like

WHY IS SHE MORE FRENCH THAN THE REST OF THEM???

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I just saw a gifset that split the word "beautiful" into 3 gifs and I think this one may be the new t hanos

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shorthands for dumbassery that i have grown to love deeply

"how dare you say we piss on the poor" in response to someone misinterpreting your post

"_ isnt gonna fuck you" for suck up behavior

"woah. should we tell everyone? should we throw a party?" for who the fuck cares

"and what if the world was made of pudding" for when would this ever matter.

"and sharks are smooth both ways" for a group of people heatedly arguing with 1 guy who is fucking with them all

".. but its about a witch in the alps finding her lost cat" for someone trying to sanitize something to the point of absurdity

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wylan comm:)

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jesper fahey…. are you worried about me?

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✨️Back on my six of crows bullshit 😌💅✨️

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sorry but absolutely NO ONE does heart eyes like Jack Wolfe

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Remember when we all had to learn to square dance for some reason...?

The fuck was that about.

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writing is so fun

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am always obsessed when someone says to a character “call off your dog” about another character.

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Lil wesper WIP for yall

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sometimes i think about how Colm Fahey was wandering through Ketterdam through a pamphlet, like the type they hand you on tour whilst visiting another country or a city and my whole day just gets better.

And it's so funny bc there are instances where (eg: people shooting at each other as a way to say hello scene) and Colm goes "hey! I don't remember that being in the leaflet i was given!" which kinda makes me wonder if he'd ever go to a travel agency and write an honest review of Ketterdam like,

Location: Ketterdam Star Rating: 3/10 Name: Colm Fahey Review: This city is a fraud, nothing i read matched the description in the cut out i was given! The city is filled to the brim wit criminals, and i even heard people shoot at each other as a way of saying hello! Plus the city turned my beautiful hardworking son and butchered his weird friends! The only good thing this city has ever done was give my son a boyfriend! Plus food and hotels were overpriced. 3/10. not worth the hype"