#Platonic November

[lulublack90]

Prompt 11 - Home

@jegulus-microfic November 11, Word count 563

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Regulus cringed internally as he followed James, Sirius and Remus down the flight of stairs and out into the pouring rain. He had no idea what had possessed him to suggest the art show, but here he was clambering into the back of James’s car— apparently, Sirius had called eternal shotgun years ago—and on their way to the gallery on the other side of town.

“So when did you get into painting then?” Remus asked pleasantly while James and Sirius argued over what music they would put on. 

“Oh, er, I think I always liked art. Our house was full of dusty old oil paintings, and I was fascinated by how the artists had made it look like the eyes were following you. Took me years to figure out how to paint them.” Regulus answered, going into far more detail than he usually would with someone who was basically a stranger, but something about Remus made him want to spill his guts. He was so calm and sincere that Regulus had a hard time not trusting him. 

“Wait!” Remus gasped excitedly. “You know how to do that?” Regulus nodded. Remus grabbed both of Regulus’s hands in his and earnestly asked, “Can I commission a portrait of myself with the creepy eyes? I want to put it in Sirius’s office to freak him out.” Remus leaned conspiratorially. “He’ll hate it, but he won’t take it down in case he upsets either of us,” Regulus decided there and then that he was going to be very good friends with Remus Lupin. 

“You pay for the supplies, and I’ll do it just for the knowledge that Sirius will wig out every time he sees it.” 

“Deal,” Remus grinned at him mischievously and then grabbed the phone Sirius had plugged into the car’s speakers and put on NSYNC, to which two unhappy moans chorused from the front seats. “They both hate them, and I take great joy in singing the songs word for word as loudly as I can, so I’d cover your ears if I were you,” Remus warned before launching into ‘Bye Bye Bye’. Regulus grinned widely, loving how Remus was torturing his brother, not so much James, but this was just too much fun. He did something he never thought he’d do and he joined in. 

“I know that I can't take no more. It ain't no lie. I want to see you out that door. Baby bye bye bye.”

“Oh gods, there’s two of them,” Sirius complained as he put his hands over his ears. Remus leaned forward and prised Sirius’s fingers away from his head as the last verses started playing and sang loudly into the gap he’d made. 

“Bring it home Regulus!” Remus beamed, still holding Sirius’s hands away from his ears. So, Regulus did what he was told. He shuffled forward and scream-sang. 

“Don't really want to make it tough. I just want to tell you that I've had enough. It might sound crazy, but it ain't no lie. Bye bye.”

“We’re here,” James said as he pulled into the car park and found a parking space. He turned to Regulus with the most dazzling smile. “You have the most beautiful voice, my love, shall we go look at your beautiful art?” Regulus felt the blush coming before the heat even hit his face. James was a total menace.  

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[c00kietin]

Greetings everyone I have been exhausted and frazzled and deflated for the last multiple weeks- still ongoing- but hopefully during midterm I gather more energy before school returns <3

[hxzxrdous]

I have a Sara Deever fic lmk if you want me to post it

[skid-the-mighty-poet]

[formosusiniquis]

lavender haze

written for the @steddiemicrofic prompt: rest | WC: 387 | T | CW: None

Curled beneath Eddie's chin, listening to the rhythmic thump of his heartbeat more than he is whatever movie that had gotten picked from the 'Family Video is dead we've gotta get our back pay somehow’' pile, Steve looks at Robin and decides. "We should tell the rest of them."

"Tell the rest of who what, Sweetheart?" He feels the rumble of Eddie's question more than hears it.

"The rest of the family about your adultery, obviously."

Eddie sits up, dislodging Steve in an unfortunate turn of events. "He was my boyfriend before you decided to marry him!"

"He was my soulmate first, you’re still the other woman, Munson.”

“I love both of you equally,” Steve says, hoping to stop the argument before it starts.

“But how have you written us into your will?” Robin asks.

“Say it how you mean it, Buckley, who gets the house and who gets the money.”

“Why are you both assuming you'll outlive me?”

“Be serious, Steve.” This they seem to be in agreement on.

“The gates are closed, you're saying if I'm in a life threatening situation you wouldn't be right next to me?”

They share a look over his head. “We're just saying we'd survive.”

“You wouldn't let us die, Stevie.”

“You both have to share the house, the kids get the money to develop a cure for death and bring me back.”

“You're going to make me and my wife live with a mourning Eddie Munson?”

“You'll have asked a girl out by then?” Eddie mocks.

“You wouldn't mourn me too?”

“He'll be horny mourning, my mourning will be dignified, dingus.”

“You won't have to mourn me, Dustin will figure out how to bring me back.”

“What if you die of natural causes,” Robin asks.

“Or something super weird and your body can't be fixed?” Eddie adds.

“Robot body. Then when you guys die we can be robots together forever.”

“And I could get my fingers in your wires, Sweetheart?”

“This is worse, actually, than when you forget I'm in bed and start talking about your dicks.”

“You got me distracted,” Steve insists, settling back down beside Eddie, “I just want to tell the rest of them what's going on so we get wedding presents.”

He's dislodged again when they both sit up. “We should ask for a blender!”

[femslashspuffy]

Reading it a million times in one day is fine. Watching it every once in a while on youtube is normal. Watching the episode in full? Getting the full context for the scene? I'm gonna throw up

The youtube clips rarely have dean's speech before he's so broken he's lost. He was already lost before he said it. Saying it didnt make him better. He still wished he was dead. He got dead.

[zentriii]

chasing unwritten lines by zentriii

beta'd by @slutawara / gaia

chapter 1/5 | T | 4,761 words

Bokuto hasn't been on a date in half a decade, Hinata decides to do something about this. Inunaki, Atsumu, and Sakusa all get dragged into the chaos. // a silly msby fic told through multiple outsider povs

[moonkit60633]

I wanted to redraw that one s.o.r.r.r.y scene I CANNOT remember what show it was but they do a forehead bump and it’s the cutest thing in the world

The sorrry joke is MY FAVOURITE in the whole show it’s so gd funny everytime

[mnty-bubblegmyum]

I got happy when mars kept calling me mister in roblox

HELL YEAH

[desire-mona]

if i know anything about fandoms its that people WILL ship some real guys. someone on here, no matter how long ago, probably shipped ethan hawke and rsl

[flowercrowngods]

hi my inbox is full of so much love and affection right now and i swear i am not ignoring anyone, i see all your "you make me happy" asks and your cat pics and your "i hope you have a wonderful day" messages but i swear i'm not ignoring you, i'm just gonna bask in them a little longer 🥰🤍

[lieutenant-amuel]

I was sorting out my videos, and it somehow made me feel nostalgic, so I decided to make a compilation of all my Gabe edits because why not.

Bonus: fanfic/video covers (I also made a cover for my favourite Gabe scenes video but I didn’t save it apparently akjsjdkf), a collage, and this one aesthetic.

Two versions. I had to edit the first one because of the Wattpad cover proportion.

That’s iiiit.

[circusgoth-dotcom]

i started sketching a short comic in which randal messes up a "let it snow" window decal for mooby's by setting it up as "le tits now," tis the season and all that jazz, but i'm nervous i won't get it finished before december ends bc drawing is exhausting

[hxzxrdous]

Sweet November

Platonic Sara Deever x teen!reader

TW: None

Note: Yes, lately I'm obsessed with angel themes, sjhdjd.

I'LL MAKE YOU BETTER

Sara Deever strolled through the park, a soft smile gracing her lips as the crisp autumn air swirled around her. The wind played with her golden curls, and her boots crunched against the vibrant tapestry of fallen leaves in shades of amber and burnt orange. She savored the peaceful moment before heading back to her apartment, where she paused on the front steps to rest.

Her eyes caught sight of a young girl sitting there, her small figure wrapped in a pale green jacket and a red woolen hat that framed her lost, E/C eyes. Something about the girl piqued Sara’s curiosity, a pull she couldn’t quite explain. Sara sat beside her, her warm smile reaching the girl.

"Hi, I'm Sara Deever. Nice to meet you!" Sara’s voice was as sunny as her smile.

"Hi. I'm Y/N," the girl glanced up hesitantly, fidgeting with her hat.

"What a beautiful name," Sara said sincerely, her blue eyes sparkling. "Are your parents nearby?"

"They're at home. We just moved here," Y/N nodded.

"That must be scary," Sara mused gently. "Being in a new place can feel a little overwhelming."

Y/N shrugged, her nervous energy manifesting in a slight frown. "I guess so."

Sara studied her for a moment. "Are you okay? Everything alright?"

The girl’s response was a mere nod, but her guarded demeanor didn’t escape Sara’s notice.

"How come you're so nice?" Y/N asked, a hint of disbelief creeping into her voice. "I thought neighbors are supposed to be mean."

Sara chuckled softly, shaking her head. "Not all neighbors. Some just get too busy with their lives to say hello. But me? I believe in making people smile."

With a playful gesture, Sara ruffled Y/N’s hair. "What do you like to do for fun?"

Y/N shrugged again, her expression clouding. "Nothing, really."

"Nothing? That’s no way to spend your days," Sara leaned closer, her voice gentle but teasing. "C’mon, there has to be something."

The girl hesitated, then shook her head.

Sara took her small hands in hers, giving them a reassuring squeeze. "Well, we’ll just have to find something together, won’t we?"

Sara took Y/N's small hands into hers.

"Let's see if we can think of something that you would like to do."

"Now? Okay-" she nodded.

Sara's smile wided with excitement.

"What are you interested in? Reading? Crafting? Gaming? Playing sports?"

"I dunno- I never really-" Y/N said nervously, biting her nails.

Sara noticed her nervous expression and gently pulled her hand from Y/N's mouth, pushing her chin up so she looked at Sara.

"There is nothing you enjoy? That's a shame. You're so young, you should be out there exploring and doing something you love. How about music, TV, movies?"

"I don't listen to music and I don't watch TV."

The conversation carried on as Sara slowly coaxed the girl out of her shell. They soon found themselves in Sara’s cozy apartment, which brimmed with warmth and character. Y/N settled in, mimicking Sara’s movements as she removed her shoes and jacket, the blonde couldn’t help but laugh.

"Are you my little copycat today?" she teased.

The girl offered a small smile, her face softening for the first time since they met. They settled into the living room where they chatted for hours.

"Can I come tomorrow too? Same time?" Y/N asked, tilting her head.

"Of course you can. You can come every day, if you like," Sara chuckled and ruffled her hair.

As the girl left, Sara sighed and turned to her calendar. Usually men are her months. But something- something told her to make the girl a month too.

She looked at the calendar again, debating for a while if she really should. After thinking for a while, she grabbed a pen and mark "Month: Y/N" in her calendar.

'She really deserves to be happy, that girl'

Chaz Watkey, Sara's neighbour and dear friend entered the apartment carrying some groceries. "So who's your month now?" Chaz asked.

Sara turned to Chaz and helped him carry the groceries to the kitchen.

"I knew you would ask about the calendar," she laughed.

"You'll never believe who it is."

"Let me guess… The man who goes to the local coffee shop often? Richard?" he asked.

"Nope, you're wrong. It's a 14 year old girl named Y/N."

"A kid? You sure about it? And if she gets too attached? You'd have to tell her about your illnes," Chaz replied.

Sara sat down in a chair with a sigh, dropping her smile.

"You think I do not know that? She's a kid. But I just... I feel like I need to help her. She's a really shy, awkward kid. She's insecure, always biting her nails, and she doesn't have any interests... Nothing that made her happy. I just... feel like I need to step in and help her."

"What are you gonna do after her month goes by? Just stop communicating with her? It was never like this with the men. I mean... What if you get attached too?" he asked, putting away the groceries.

"That's... exactly why I should not have put her name on the calendar"

She put her head in her hands and rubbed her face, sighing.

"But I just can't not do anything. I'm stuck between two decisions... and it hurts my head."

"It's late. You wrote her name. So I think you should just follow your heart with this one," Chaz replied as he took an apple out of the bag and took a bite.

Sara sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

"You're right... as always," she gave Chaz a small smile.

"I wrote down her name... so I should just see how it goes with her."

"How's your head? You took your meds today?" Chaz asked taking another bite of his apple.

"Yeah, my head is fine. The meds work, just a bit of headache sometimes. Nothing major."

Sara looked at Chaz for a second.

"You're worried, aren't you?"

Chaz nodded

"Of course I am. You're dying- you have like a month or so left-"

"... a month or so..." Sara said quietly to herself.

"I know... I can feel it too. I'm just trying to ignore it and go through this last month like it's any other month."

"So Y/N's gonna be your last one huh?"

She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.

"Yeah... yeah she will."

The blonde smiled faintly, trying to not think about the fact that it's probably also her final month of life.

"Don't worry. Maybe the kid will be a nice distraction?"

"Yeah, hopefully... this will be an... interesting month," Sara nodded.

Sara got up from her seat, still slightly tired.

"I think I'm gonna go lay down for the rest of the evening"

"Good night, Sara," Chaz replied as he left the apartment.

"Thanks for the apple," he winked.

"Good night."

She headed to her bedroom and got under the covers, staring up at the ceiling for a moment before closing her eyes.

The next day Sara waited as she planned for the day she would spend it with the girl. After school, Y/N came. "Hi, Sara," she said.

"Hey Y/N, it's nice to see you again this early," she smiled and opened the door wide to let her in.

"How was school today?"

"School? What scho- Oh- good," Y/N replied as she entered. "How are you?"

"I'm good, just did some chores around the house."

Sara shut the door behind Y/N and looked at her.

"Are you looking forward to today? We're going to have a lot of fun together."

Sara led the girl to her car and they drove off to a local museum of modern art. Sara watched Y/N, the girl's eyes twinkling as if she saw it for the first time in her life. Afterwards they stopped at a nearby café.

"This is really good," Y/N said as she sipped her hot coco and ate her croissant.

Once again her eyes twinkled as if she drank coco for the first time.

"I know, right? The food here is amazing," Sara smiled

The blonde took a sip of her own hot cocoa, looking at the happy girl in front of her.

"I hope you enjoyed today."

"I did." Y/N nodded

Sara smiled and leaned in closer towards Y/N.

"You know, this is only the first day of the month. We have many more days to spend together."

"First day of the month? What do you mean by that?" Y/N tilted her head. "What about all the months after this one?"

Sara leaned back again and gave a small frown, fixing her scarf.

"Well... this month is kind of, hmm... special..." she said while trying to find the right words to say it.

"Oh." Y/N replied. "Why?" she asked holding her cup of hot coco.

Sara's frown got deeper as she mentally prepared herself.

"This month is special, because after this month is over... I won't be able to spend the next month, or any month, with you. I am very very sick, Y/N..."

"S-so... Y-you're saying you're gonna die in a month?" Y/N asked, stuttering.

Sara slowly nodded.

"I'm sorry." suddenly Y/N stood up and sat next to Sara, throwing herself into the woman's arms, taking her by surprise

Sara froze in place for a moment. But soon she wrapped her arms around her and held her tight to her chest.

"I'll try to be happy... for you-" Y/N sniffled. "I promise. We'll have so much fun."

Tears started welling up in blonde's blue eyes when she heard Y/N say that.

"Oh, you sweet girl," she stroked the teen's hair. "That's so sweet of you..."

Three weeks went by and just as promised Y/N tried to be happy for Sara, making her feel better and smile.

It was Friday evening.

"Can I sleepover with you today, Sara?" Y/N asked.

"Of course, you can. It'll be just like a girls' sleepover," Sara looked at the girl and her eyes softened.

Y/N sat up and smiled, her hazel eyes twinkling.

Looking at the teen's happy expression made her a little bit sad inside. She wished she could have more time to see her happy like this...

"Want pizza for dinner? You can pick a movie while I order it," she asked Y/N.

"Sure. Can we watch a horror movie?"

"Heh, sure. You sure you can handle watching a horror movie?" Sara teased.

"Yes," the teen giggled.

"Alright then. As long as you don't come crying to me if you get scared," Sara said jokingly and selected a horror movie.

"And if I do?" Y/N smiled, tilting her head.

"I'll hold you and make sure the scary monsters don't get ya," Sara smirked and put an arm around the girl's shoulder.

"Good plan," Y/N nodded

After the pizza and the horror movie, Y/N fell asleep on the couch. Sara watched the girl for a while then retrieved to her bed.

After some time Sara saw a figure standing in the shadows at the foot of her bed. It was Y/N. "Sara? C-Can I sleep with you?" the girl stuttered

"Of course, you can. Come here," she moved over and patted the empty space in the bed.

Y/N layed down and sighed.

"Sara?" Y/N looked at the blonde's eyes.

"Yes, Y/N?" Her eyes met the girl's hazel ones as she responded.

"You'll be okay. I promise," the girl said.

Her eyes widen slightly at the girl's words. A part of her wished her words were true. But deep down, she knew she wasn't going to make it...

"Thank you, sweetie. I believe you."

"I mean it, Sara," Y/N replied, sitting up.

Sara sat up as well, looking at the girl with a bittersweet look in her eyes.

"I know you mean it, sweetie..." her voice trailed off. She suddenly felt the desire to hold her tight. So she pulled Y/N close to her chest.

She held the teen tight against her, her head pressed against the top of her head. As she held her, she felt a strange sensation. Was it her imagination or was there a soft, white light radiating from Y/N? It felt as if her light was entering her own body...

Something odd was happening. Was it her imagination or was she... feeling better? As if the pain that had been holding her was no longer there. Sara couldn't explain it, it was like a miracle...

Y/N fell asleep, right there in Sara's arms. And for the first time in a while... Sara was able to fall asleep too.

It was morning, Chaz knocked on the door. "Hey, Sara, can I speak to you?" "In private," he added, glaring at the sleeping girl.

Sara glanced at the girl, who was still asleep, and then back at Chaz.

"Okay, sure," her voice still laced with sleep as she got out of bed and rubbed her eyes again.

"How are you feeling? Did you take your meds?"

Sara took a moment to consider the question. She felt different, lighter and more refreshed than she had in a long while...

"I feel... strangely good... and I haven't taken my meds yet, no..."

"I checked the neighbourhood, apparently no one has a kid named Y/N," he said. "I checked the local schools too. No record of her."

Sara ran her fingers through her curls, trying to process what Chaz was saying.

"But... that doesn't make sense. How can no one know her? Where did she come from then?"

Chaz and Sara walked up to the bed where the 14 year old was sleeping, Sara accidentally lifted the hem of her hoodie, seeing bright white wings on her back.

When she lifted the hem of the girl's hoodie, her eyes widened as she saw something strange on her back. She froze in place, shock and disbelief on her face.

She looked at Chaz bewildered, as if saying 'am I hallucinating or do you see this too?'

Chaz nodded.

Suddenly a realization came to her. She remembered the strange sensation she felt as she was holding the girl. The feeling as if a light was entering her body. It suddenly became clear to her... Y/N had healed her. She was an angel.

Soon the girl stirred awake, rubbing her E/C eyes.

Both Chaz and Sara watched as Y/N sat up and rubbed her eyes. She had a lot of unanswered questions, and she needed answers. She approach the teen and kneeled down in front of her, trying to keep her voice neutral and friendly.

"Hey, Y/N. Can we talk for a moment?"

Y/N nodded.

The blonde took another deep breath, steeling herself for the answer she might get.

"Where are you from? Do you have parents or a home anywhere?"

"I already said." Y/N tilted her head. "We just moved here- My parents and I-"

There was something off about her response. She suddenly seemed uncomfortable and nervous. Sara looked at Chaz, a questioning look on her face.

"Chaz, would you mind stepping out of the room for a bit? I'd like to speak with Y/N alone.."

She turned her attention back to the girl as soon as Chaz was gone. She looked her in the eyes, her face serious.

"Y/N, you're lying to me. Why are you lying? You don't have parents who just moved here, do you?"

"You weren't supposed to find out-" Y/N shook her head.

"Then why are you here? Why did you come to me?" Sara crossed her arms and stared at the girl, trying to figure her out.

"He sent me," Y/N pointed to the window to the sky.

Sara's blue eyes follow to where the girl pointed and she looked up at the sky outside her window.

"...You mean God? Are you an angel?"

The teen nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Seeing the tears on Y/N's face stirred an odd sense of protectiveness in Sara. She sat down next to her and put a comforting hand on her shoulder*

"Hey... it's okay... Why are you crying? Why would God send you to me?"

"Because- because you're gonna be my mom- But you got sick so that meant you wouldn't be my mom- So I had to heal you- I had to make you better" Y/N sobbed throwing herself in Sara's arms.

Sara was completely taken aback by Y/N's sudden outburst and her words. Sara was stunned and speechless as she held the teen in her arms, trying to process everything she said.

"Wait… what do you mean.. I'm going to be your mom?"

"I'll have to go soon- B-but y-you'll see... You'll see once I come back, mom. You'll find the answers to your questions," Y/N replied

The blonde felt a mix of confusion, worry, and a strange sense of protectiveness over Y/N. She held her tightly in a comforting embrace, trying to make sense of her words.

"Come back?… You're leaving?"

"I have to. I have no choice. But I promise I'll come back," Y/N whimpered.

Feeling a pang of worry and sadness at the thought of the girl leaving, she held her even tighter, as if her embrace could keep her from leaving.

"Promise me... promise you'll come back... I'll be waiting."

"Yes, mama. I promise."

The next day, Y/N was gone.

The years passed, and life went on. Sara met a man named Nelson, and they fell in love. They were happy together. Life was once again a celebration. However, as the years went by, she still held onto hope that she would see Y/N again. The thought of her promise to come back never left her. She waited and waited.

Soon Sara got pregnant.

One night, Sara had a vivid dream. In her dream, she saw Y/N's face. And suddenly, it clicked. She realised that the baby girl growing inside her belly was the very same girl she had been waiting for all these years. A wave of emotions washed over her as she woke up, realising the truth.

"How are you my love?" Nelson asked, carrying a cup of hot coco, as he kissed Sara passionately.

"I'm fine," the blonde smiled at Nelson, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness, her hand resting on her belly as Nelson lifted her shirt and kissed it.

"I had a dream last night. It was about her... In my dream, I realised that our baby girl... it's Y/N.”

"The Y/N you've been telling me about? Little angel that healed you?" he asked as he gave another kiss on her belly.

Sara nodded, her eyes welling up with tears of joy and disbelief.

"Yes... that's her. My little angel who was sent to heal me... who promised to come back to me..."

Nelson smiled, kissing her belly again.

"Hey Y/N, baby girl, mommy and I can't wait to meet you," he said talking to the belly, when the baby kicked.

Sara laughed softly as Nelson spoke to the baby and the baby kicked in response.

"She heard you. I can feel her moving," the blonde smiled, giving Nelson another kiss. "Oh, my Y/N," she caressed her belly.

[totallynotobsessedwithfandoms]

oooh I might try and do this instead of NaNoWriMo since NaNoWriMo completely sucks now. I love the focus on platonic relationships hmmmm

Please refer to the pinned post for more information.

Prompts available in regular text below!

Comfy-vember 2024 - Prompt lists

PROMPT OF THE MONTH:

Healing wounds — Day together — Forehead kiss

“It doesn’t hurt when I’m with you.”

Song: ‘Safe and Sound’ by Taylor Swift

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WEEKLY PROMPTS:

Week 1:

Scars — Mug of tea — Slow hug

“You know me better than that.”

Week 2:

Verbal affirmation — Movie night — Loving gaze

“Let's go home.”

Week 3:

Putting on ointment — Care for caregiver — Rain on the roof

“I've got you.”

Week 4:

Apology — Happy tears — Hot chocolate

“You aren't dead?”

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DAILY PROMPTS:

Day 1: Breaking bad habits — New day — Train ride

Day 2: Favourite song — Holding hands — Walking and talking

Day 3:  Special breakfast — Spoon feeding — Forehead kiss

Day 4: Bed rest — Mug of tea — Soft music

Day 5: Saying their name — Hand on knee — Dressing fancy

Day 6: Weak crying — Trusting — Slow hug

Day 7: Eye of the storm — Sleeping on shoulder — First hug

Day 8: Found — Thunder shower — Fresh fruit

Day 9: Scars — Passing smile — Baking cookies

Day 10: Overcoming fear — Sharing a bed — Lullaby

Day 11: Verbal affirmation — Couch cuddles — Nose kiss

Day 12: Hand on shoulder — Practical gift — Movie night

Day 13: Relearning a skill — Surprise compliment — Fresh laundry

Day 14: After nightmare — Day together — Random gift

Day 15: Shopping trip — Storytelling — Laughing phone call

Day 16: Carrying — Reading aloud — Loving gaze

Day 17: Healing wounds — I love you text/note — Rain on the roof

Day 18: Coming home — Kitchen dancing — Sleeping in

Day 19: Putting on ointment — Thick blankets — Sunset

Day 20: Desperate hug — Sharing food — Care for caregiver

Day 21: Enthusiastic greeting — Late night laughter — Waking up together

Day 22: Bail out — Car ride — Lamplight

Day 23: Remembering medication — Art on fridge — Warm toast

Day 24: Apology — Palm kiss — Campfire

Day 25: Washing bloodstains — Hair brushing — Cheek kiss

Day 26: Confession — Crying hug — Picnic

Day 27: Promise keeping — Quick hug — Beach/waves

Day 28: Cast taken off — Sleepy kiss — Hot chocolate

Day 29: Showing up — Birthday gift — Bicycle

Day 30: In dreams — Happy tears — Dancing in rain

[skid-the-mighty-poet]