#And Everyday

[luvscharlos]

he looked INCREDIBLE this day

[xcarveoutmyheart]

I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I you

I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss

you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I

miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss

you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I

miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss

you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I

miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss

you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I

miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss

you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I

miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss

you I miss you I miss you I miss you I I need you

[dreamersbcll]

Darling

but only you have shown me how to love being alive

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Soft kisses pressed against her skin, peppering her nose and covering her cheeks affectionately. If she moved slightly to the left, she could feel the warmth of a body curled into her ribs. She wrinkled her nose a bit, feeling the lips that pressed against her skin curl into a little smile.

Sam, without opening her eyes, pulled in her little sister, holding her to her chest. Tara squealed in surprise, then trailing into delighted giggles. She had her baby sister to her chest, breathing in the scent of coconut shampoo and lavender body lotion.

Heaven. Her little girl always smelled like heaven.

Slowly opening her eyes, she turned slightly to the right, blinking sleepily. The clock on her bedside table read 2:42 a.m. Huh. Early morning. Tara hated early mornings. Case in point, she was falling asleep against Sam’s body.

“Nena,” she whispered hoarsely, brushing hair out of Tara’s face.

Tara, not hearing her, continued to snore softly, her eyes fluttering.

She gently sat up, switching Tara’s position and cradling her little sister. Tara groaned in annoyance but gladly snuggled into the new position. Sam shook her head, grinning through the dark at the sleeping girl in her arms. Though Tara was nearly twenty-one, she was still her little; she always would be.

Sam gently pressed a kiss to Tara’s forehead, noting how Tara’s eyelashes fluttered in contentment. “Baby, wake up.”

“Mhmm?” Tara sighed, curling deeper into Sam’s chest.

“What are you doing awake?”

Tara paused, her breath catching in her throat. She squeezed her eyes shut, and though it was dark, the action was not lost on Sam. She frowned at the action, cupping Tara’s face.

“Honey.”

Her little sister cringed against Sam’s body. She knew that tone well- the one that meant Sam knew what she was hiding. It was the powers that came with being a big sister. Sam knew all and knew her little sister inside and out.

Breathing out, Tara curled a hand around the collar of Sam’s t-shirt. “I had a…nightmare, I guess.”

She pressed another kiss to her sister’s forehead, sighing. “Another one? Was it the same thing?”

Her little sister shook her head slightly. “No, it wasn’t about Her again. It was…” she paused, her voice caught in her throat.

“…It was about you. You left. Again,” Tara pushed out, using all the air in her lungs to utter words that tasted like poison.

Though her heart was heavy, and her chest ached in pain, Sam knew this wasn’t something she could afford to fall apart over. Her little sister had genuine, very valid fears- and as much as Sam would like to ignore her own flaws, she couldn’t. Tara was still afraid, still worried that Sam may choose anything else but her again. Sam had before, after all.

But that was before when all the pain weighed her down and forced her underneath the water— forcing her to admit that she was a sinner and deserved to suffer. Before Tara forgave her and before her little sister’s lips whispered You have to let me go.

Before Sam could scream back, how could she ever do that again?

Now it was after, and now was the time that the sisters let their walls down and admitted that the love never left between them; it was just hidden between their respective walls. Sam would never let her sister go again; she could never leave the arms that hugged her like she was worth all the trauma, panic, and grief that plagued their lives. She couldn’t. She wouldn’t.

She cupped Tara’s face, her thumb brushing against her cheek. “Mi Cielo.”

Tara shook her head, turning away from Sam. Her little girl gently pushed Sam's arms off her, crawling out of her hold, and sat on the edge of the bed. Sam sighed at the action but let her sister sit, waiting for Tara to talk. Instead, she reached over and turned on the bedside light.

Sam opened her mouth, prepared to talk, apologize, and grovel for her sister’s forgiveness, but Tara cut her off before she could begin.

“No, Sam. Es una estupidez. Estás a mi lado en la cama. Sólo estoy siendo dramática. I’m just being stupid,” Tara whispered, her eyes averted from Sam’s.

Faltering, Sam frowned. “Hey, No. No eres dramática ni estúpida. I’m here, mi amor. Right here,” she whispered, reaching out to touch Tara’s shoulder.

Tara froze at the touch, her body ridged. “You weren’t then.”

Sam paused, moistening her lips. “No,” she said carefully, thinking over her following words. “I wasn’t, but I am now.”

She slightly squeezed Tara’s shoulder, noticing how Tara relaxed into the touch. “I won’t leave again, I promise.”

Her little sister stiffened, turning her body to face Sam. Sam’s arm slowly slid off Tara's shoulder, and she pulled it back, gently grazing her sister's skin. In the soft light, Sam could see tears shining in Tara’s eyes, her bottom lip trembling. Oh, her little girl. She just wanted to hold her. But Tara needed space, and she would respect that, even if it killed her.

Tara swallowed hard, speaking just above a whisper. “Even if I’m too much? ¿Incluso cuando soy quejica, ruidosa o mala? ¿Y si eso es el colmo? You can’t go. I won’t let you.”

Sam smiled. How could Tara ever think she was too much? Sam could never get enough of her.

“Mi Cielo.”

“Sammy,” Tara softly pleaded, her voice so heavy, so young, that it made Sam’s heartbreak.

She slowly got up, moving so she was sitting beside Tara. Gently, she put an arm around Tara’s body, letting her sister slowly relax into her side. She didn’t want to scare Tara, but she didn’t wish not to touch her either. All she wanted was to soothe her little sister’s fears like a big sister was supposed to.

“I’m not going anywhere. It’s you and I. I promise you that—promesa de meñique. Siempre seremos tú y yo, hasta el final,” she said, squeezing Tara’s arm.

Tara paused, digesting Sam’s words. “Haste el final,” she slowly whispered, her voice tinged with awe.

There it was. That smile, that damn smile Sam loved like no other. It could light up continents and make the Sun in the sky jealous. She loved her little sister so much. So fucking much.

Humming, she pulled her sister in, letting Tara warp her arms around her midriff. “Honey, they will have constellations of us in the stars. They could never, ever tear us apart. To the end.”

“Te amo, Sammy,” Tara breathed, her fingertips ghosting across Sam’s ribs.

“Te amo, mi cielo,” Sam whispered back without hesitation.

Sam gently guided Tara back to the bed, letting her sister curl her head under her chin. As Tara drifted to sleep, Sam turned the light off, resting her arms around her sister’s shoulders.

“Haste el final,” she whispered, running a hand through Tara’s hair.

Whoever would try to spare them would have to beg for mercy that would never be granted— mercy that was never there in the first place.

[anakinskywalkerog]

Remember to take a moment today to appreciate poncho ani ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[rinhaler]

I think dick from ryusei shidou would fix me

[terrminallycapricious]

Ayo, grampzee, what would you tell your younger self, given the chance?

dont put that in your mouth

[my-secret-shame]

I sit down next to you, with the intention of being the most annoying person on the planet: hey

[micechomper]

back on my podcast autism WOOOOOOO THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES WOOOOOO RED VALLEY WOOOOO PRIME DEFENDERS WOOOOO WOLF 359 WOOOO

[hellfireeddiemunson]

missing carnivale lecroux today

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Some supportive Curtis cause look at him listening to you ramble and then stepping up to give you what you need.

Tw- body issues.

Here Curtis is listening to all the reasons you think you cant wear a bikini on the beach even though it's ninety degrees out and sweltering hot.

His hands fold in front of him while his gaze flows up your body and back down, like he is checking you out. "Honey, listen to the next words that come out of my mouth. Wear the fucking bikini 'cause it's hot and you can wear any damn thing you please. If anyone so much as looks at you in the wrong way, I will take care of it. Claude and Yona are going in their own bathingsuits, why shouldn't you?"

You turn back to the mirror, letting your hands splay over your bigger soft belly that was lower then others, your fingers hiding the stretch marks that creeped across. "But they don't have all this?"

You heard him sigh from behind you, your nose wrinkling as all your doubts and fears started to block your common sense. Curtis came up behind you with his arms going around, peeling away your hands so his own could slide against your bare midsection. "Maybe they don't and maybe they do, but I won't sit here and listen to how you hate your body when it is so beautiful Pretty Girl." A kiss was pressed to the bare part of your shoulder, his bristled chin brushing along to curve to your neck where he gave another, this time more passionate, a bt of tongue and teeth added to the sensation.

You felt your eyes dip down to where his hands, larger then yours were settled on what you deemed a problem area today because it was so on display. Your gaze finally went back to your bikini and then up to Curtis in the mirror, whose eyes were brilliantly blue and slightly intimidating cause all his attention was completely on you and your next words. "I'm trying not to." You gave a small apologetic smile and his features softened while you leaned back into him, your back pressed against his chest, allowing yourself to be held for just a few moments.

"I know you are, and I will continue to remind you everyday till you have it for yourself too."

"Thank you for that." You studied yourself one last time, your head tilting a bit as you broke into a smile. "Okay, this is pretty damn cute. Im gonna wear it."

"Damn straight it is Honey, that's my girl." Curtis wiggled his brow at you in the mirror, taking a quick teasing feel of your breast before splitting away. "Sexy in it too!"

[aphrogeneias]

mutuals and beloved followers we're not booping but these are us today

[emjiroki]

Thinking about one of those cute gender reveals with the Todoroki family

[muslimah-312]

Ya Rab, thank you for making this a good day. Thank you for allowing us to continue serving you, for forgiving us despite our mistakes, for supporting us, for guiding us and most of all for loving us so much that it makes me tear up to think about. May we all be granted the honour of seeing you one day and may you be pleased with us on the day of judgement - ameen x

[theloveinc]

In love with Miguel today🥺

[sluttybibuck]

lorde was telling the truth in my head i do everything right 😔