#i missed my boys

[banterbat]

where are they....

[kiwi-b0nes]

casual encounter ~

[cocrante]

I live for the fact that the books Haitham reads are actually books that Kaveh has left somewhere in their house, and Haitham reads those complicated texts just to have something to talk about at dinner and to get Kaveh’s attention.

I can imagine him reading engineering books, filled with numbers and Kaveh's notes in the margins, not understanding a thing but trying hard to grasp that mystical language just to get a smile from the man he loves.

Haitham, you’re a simp, but you’re the man we all deserve.

[hopefulrunaways]

Percy really wanted to teach Nico how to make his mom's cookies, bc Nico may be the chef in the relationship but Percy is the baker

And if Nico had already ask Sally for the recipe ages ago but sat and listened to Percy explain each step anyways, well, that's for him to know

[witchmd13]

forgot how agitated arthur was by merlin's general existance in valient lmao he was clearly too nervous and merlin wouldn't shut up. i love how that becomes their own private ritual later. they exist in that bubble before every fight or war or anything dangerous they have to do. how arthur learns how to gauge merlin's mood during from those moments and just know what merlin's thinking. how merlin always choses to voice his opinion then. how if they were in a fight that's when they probably make up. i missed them so much.

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

The boyos <3

[inkybitts]

./hug

(c!bitterduo reconciliation was all i needed in my life)

[skyf0ckz]

A late lawrusso Halloween post ☹️☹️

[raphodraws]

💛💙

[njere]

The boys and their strange looking dog

[igotsnothing]

Beginning/Previous/Next⋆♱✮☽🦇☽✮♰⋆

[ella390-the-potato]

Diamond no Ace Act II Sequel Anime Announcement

We waited a long time my friends. 🥲

[manicpixiedreamsaren]

rewatching star wars is like a fever dream

[scorchedmazes]

this rarepair benho fic is at 3,054 words and it’s not even finished,, what did i get myself into.

i missed them sm more than i thought.

[verianal]

Thought about them today so i did a quick draw hehe

[ill-heart]

INSOMNIAS

So hi everyone, it's been a while since I wrote something here.

Well thanks to the stress, the sleep's apprehension and my stupid mind, here's another one !

Careful this text mentions suidical thoughts.

PS : I'm so tired I edited my text with the french page setting. I'm a lost cause.

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On nights like these, Jason feels as miserable as a lost cause.

Awake despite everything he tries, and God know how much does, he just sit there in the dark ; anable to find the rest he desesperatly needs.

It's been weeks since he tasted a peaceful sleep. Truth be told, his mind cannot remember the last time he experimented this simple but out of touch joy. This pleasure of seeing nothing, feeling nothing, being nothing except a body, still and asleep.

Right now he would give anything and trade anything to grasp this once more. However no God bothers to grant his wish. His body and mind left with the awful sensation of exhaustion and the conviction that they'll never find rest again.

A pathetic and discrete cry escapes his lips as he punches his head, tired. Sleep. Just sleep. All his muscles are heavy, too heavy for him to support them anymore. Sleep. Fucking sleep.

He tried relaxation, music, reading, walking, all he could do but none of it worked. 

As he painfully lift his head to watch the night outside, stars and moon laughing at his failed attempts, he wonders if dying wouldn't be his only way out. Someone like him can't take this hell, not after all the pain, the horrors and the guilt he went through. 

If I cut myself open... Will I finally be able to rest ?

An escape made for a coward like him.

Resigned, his head falls back between his hands. They are cold and weak. Jason looks at them in the shadows of the night and nausea crawls inside his stomach. 

If I die... Can it finally stops ?

Another cry find the way out of his throat. And his fists punch his head again. 

— Jason ?

A soft voice and warm fingers beside him break the silence. He stays still while a body holds his. 

— ... I can't go on like... Sal'... I... Fuck.

Let me sleep. Please. Anyone.

Behind him, the man who closes his arms around his shaking body put kisses on the pale skin. 

— I am here for you. I am here with you, Jason. 

— Why can't I... 

Finally tears run, fast and salty, against his cheeks. Salim doesn't add another word, he just holds him tighter and confort his lover with all of his strength. No question, no jugdment, nothing except his reasuring aura.

Jason leans in. His breaking point is close, so close that he can touch it in the back of this mind, but at least Salim is there to keep him alive. 

It is not much, of course it ain't, yet it means everything for him on these nights.

He suddenly remembers that he is loved and dying would destroy this beautiful and fragile hope of getting better one day.

And so even if the sleep won't come, even if the suffocating feeling is unberable, he can still fight for Salim. He can still stay alive just for him. 

THE END