come explore she whispered a hot breath that brought an icy chill enjoy a taste of something forbidden inhibitions set free I became someone who I had always tried not to be tangled intertwined rhythm found a way an offer not to be turned down no isn't something I could say breath upon breath chest upon chest hold my hand someone said mind in a million places I couldn't even see motion of the guide the discovery of me ~ #street #city #canal #urban #bike #🚲 #TakeARide #BeautifullyAbandoned #AbandonedButNotForgotten #buildings #AllWhoWander #LetsGetLost #Amsterdam #Netherlands #holland #BlackAndWhite #BNW #⬛️⬜️ #ColorPop #Yellow #PoemOfTheDay #poetry #📝📆 #PictureOfTheDay #PhotoOfTheDay #📷📆 #CTSelf #iloveamsterdamxxx (at Amsterdam, Netherlands) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpRJesSOGQq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
Writing down songs Cas used to sing to me. Songs me and the others would come up with. Songs I started singing to the children when my friends were taken from me. Reveling in their memory. -⬜️🎧⬛️
❝ your heart is even darker than i thought. delightful. ❞ ( from solus :eyes: )
she raises her chin defiantly , clenching her teeth . there’s something disgusting about his compliment , and it makes her stomach roil -- she prefers to not exist , to be unseen and unwanted , not noticed and spoken to .
in fact , she considers the idea of ignoring him .
and then there’s the moral delimma of ignoring her emperor , or letting her emotions get the better of her and speaking out of turn against her emperor . either option , she thinks , makes her look childish .
somehow she’s able to clench her jaw even tighter , and for a second she’s sure it’s locked in place . she can’t will herself to part her lips . she knows her mouth will be sore later on today because of this .
“ i’ve no idea what you mean , your eminence , “ she finally speaks . “ your porridge is getting cold . please eat . “
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i feel you in the silence your thoughts wanting to be free however you say nothing how could you forget me? ~ #elephant #🐘 #wild #GentleGiant #NeverForget #WrinklesInTime #WindowsToTheSoul #ElephantSanctuary #Sanctuary #wildlife #Hohenwald #Tennessee #BlackAndWhite #BNW #⬛️⬜️ #PoemOfTheDay #poetry #📝📆 #PictureOfTheDay #PhotoOfTheDay #📷📆 #CTSelf (at Hohenwald, Tennessee) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoPhA9EuHok/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
i miss my box. i miss the children. i miss cas. i miss my father. im so tired, i just wish everything was back to normal again. hell, sometimes i even wish uncle will.
- a tired marionette [he/him]
[also, if its no trouble, could i have the tag ⬜🎧⬛, thank you.]
for a while , all lovek can give him is silence . finding the words he would like to give gaius is difficult , and nothing that comes to mind is sufficient enough . his heart is an internal battle , swinging from one direction unto the other : anger , the taste of copper in his mouth as he bites down to hold his tongue , betrayed . abandoned . sorrow , the sting of tears on his eyes , an almost natural addition to the aging and exhaustion already stamping his face . fear , the worry that everything he feels , everything he frets over in his silence , don’t matter to gaius . that he doesn’t matter to gaius .
he sits himself down in the softly illuminated room , sighing deeply in exhaustion . his feelings , he thinks whenever rationality is alloted to him , doesn’t matter in this situation -- someone elses matter more . hands deftly untie the strings to boots , the slide of leather straps sliding against one another a soothing and welcoming sound . it means he can rest , just for the moment .
blue eyes look up to gaius , and he can’t tell if the silence between them is awkward or natural . gaius does his own thing , and lovek does his , and that’s it . that’s the nature of their relationship , even back then , when the relationship had first been proposed .
and like before , lovek always finds a way to bridge the gap -- intentionally , or unintentionally . his eyes find a large scrape on gaius’ neck , how it got there he couldn’t say . thoughtfulness turns to concern , and without much hesitation he is rifling through his bag to pull a first aid kit from it .
“ come here , “ he speaks softly , despite being the one to close the gap between them . gentle hands , ungloved , touch his chin , only to move it so he can inspect the scrape . “ i’ll clean it for you . “
eyes flash to gaius’ , and then his hands move away like he was touched by fire for a moment -- maybe , just maybe , he wasn’t allowed to do this . to touch him . “ if you want -- sorry , i shouldn’t have -- ... habit , i suppose . “