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[prettytm]

❛Using my power is definitely changing me.❜ -mirrorfriend

Shadow & Bone - Accepting - @mirrorfriend

"Then stop using them!"

He doesn't understand why he insisted on using these new found abilities. They weren't doing either one of them any good. And he has noticed the slight changes in his ghostly companion. Little things for now but who knew what all would be changed if he continued down this path? What if he changed into someone unrecognizable? Or what if these powers took everything out of him? Sucked him dry until he couldn't.. What if he disappeared?

He knows he's used up all his energy before and had been away for days at a time but he always came back. It was a certainty Billy found some comfort in. He always came back.

But what if this time he didn't? If those powers used him completely, until there was nothing left of him? What then? What would Billy do without him? As much as it was.. Difficult to always have a disapproving shadow lurking over his shoulder, Billy loved him ghost and couldn't picture a life without him.

"Stop. Stop before it's too late."

[mestric-diaries]

I’m genderfluid in a way I can only describe as mirrorlike. and my girlfriend calls me hir mirrorfriend :). My boyfriend calls me his girlfriend, but that’s because I like that too. I also liked ‘beloved’ and ‘loverglass’

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[doubtingdebispoems]

Not As It Seems

Not As It Seems Things I say aren’t always what I meanThings I do aren’t always what they seemPeople aren’t always as they appearItems look different in the rearview mirrorFriends aren’t always fair weatherLife doesn’t always last foreverLove isn’t always a form of blissBullshit is sometimes just bullshitLovers aren’t always trueAnd the sky isn’t always blueCrying isn’t only crocodile tearsWe…

[vintage-rosey]

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Vol 1

It took a lot of me to write this let alone to share it , however I think my story is worth sharing and not just because it’s mine but because it’s relatable in every aspect and most importantly because we ought to highlight the UNTALKED about parts of losing or gaining weight!

To be continued ..📗

#mybodyhaschanged #body #story #untalkedabout #bodychanges #mirrorfriend #tobecontinued #relatable #support #feminism #feminist

[eyelashrope]

This is what living alone looks like. #mirrorfriends

[beatificbug]

Miracles.

[prettytm]

shadow or frank? -mirrorfriend

Is there even a choice? :: Accepting

"Shadow." Sure, he has feelings for Frank but they couldn't begin to compare to what he and his shadow had. Frank had been in his life a short time where as his echo had been with him since the beginning of memories, since the beginning of time.

There's no question who he'd pick.

[prettytm]

you'll never see me again. -mirrorfriend

Give me pain :: Accepting

Even though he says this is anger, the thought frightens him. How could he so casually say something so.. Cruel. His Shadow was fully aware of what he meant to Billy, the depths of their connection, the bond they shared. They were too close, too in sync for him not to know what effect those words would have on him. They had been together since as long as Billy could remember. His first memory was of his Shadow and nearly every moment after had been the same. A shared recollection, a soul deep thing that had no explanation. They were hopelessly joined in ways that to separate..

You'll never see me again.

It's a threat of lost of life, of losing his soul, of everything that made him up, of everything he was. He feels broken that he could, even in anger, say something so horrible.

And for split second he hates him, utterly and blindingly, hates him. To be abandoned, to be unwanted, to be cast out.. Hasn't he, they, been through enough? Wasn't it enough that his junkie mother didn't want him? That he had been too strange to be adopted? No one wanted a little boy who talked of ghosts. And even his group home wouldn't let him stay, wouldn't let him continue on to help give the younger kids a sense of..

He screams in frustration, an outward pouring of emotion, that explodes out of him violently. He's punched the wall, his knuckles bleeding, his body trembling but all he can hear are those words in his racing though his head.

[prettytm]

💭 (mirrorfriend)

Blurting out thoughts :: Accepting

His clothes are scattered around him in nice, neat little piles. Which made it easier to fold of course, but it also soothed that chaotic part of his brain that demanded some form of order. A part of his brain that his commanding officers seemed to encourage along. He isn't as far gone as he would be later in life but it was a glimpse of the OCD man he'd become.

Ghost was hovering above him, upset that their leave was coming to a close, but he wasn't acting out or even lashing out. Billy was sure he was scared. Scared that soon he wouldn't be as visible as in charge of his ability to be sent. The young man he mimicked was just as afraid. He didn't like being without his mirror image. It felt wrong.. Like a part of him was missing. But he wasn't sure.. How to ease their fears..

Packing forgotten for the moment, he reaches out, shuddering when his hand grips onto the specter's own. It's still not something he's use to. He's only been this solid since coming back from basic.

"I love you, you know. Nothing will ever change that."

[prettytm]

"Shut up!" (mirrorfriend)

Shut Billy Up;; Still Accepting

The sudden violence isn't unusual. Since coming back to the states on leave, his ghost had been making himself known in the most interesting of ways. Most of them focused on torturing Billy in one way or another. He'll tug his hair in public, shove him so he trips and nearly falls, anything that kept Billy from interacting with other, living people. He wanted him all to himself and it didn't matter how uncomfortable he made him as long as he got what he wanted.

To the point.. The young marine had stopped leaving their small studio apartment. He only spoke to Frank and Curt and for the moment had even stopped visiting them. He missed Frank but he knew better than to seek him out.

So when he's slammed against the wall, he isn't surprised by his actions but he is surprised by the anger in the kiss. Yes, he had been trying to get him to understand, once again, that he wasn't trying to leave him. That life would be nothing without him.. But his mirror image didn't seem to care and he's kissing him with that hatred he couldn't help but tremble beneath.

Even though he knows how it makes him feel to be treated this roughly.. How it makes the flashbacks blind him.. His ghost doesn't care and even as he trembles.. He's being kissed like he could steal the air from his lungs.

And because even though the fear is present doesn't mean he's any less touch starved and he responds with a whimper and a whine, arching as a hand presses against the small of his back.

[prettytm]

'slurred words' -mirrorfriend

Still accepting

"You believe in ghosts, Spector?" This question, simple and innocent, amuses him for layered reasons. One of which being Marc's surname, what was a specter if not a ghost? Just with a fancier name. Which makes him think harder about the private names he has for his own haunt. They were all babyish but they had been names he had connected to him for so long.. He couldn't change them now. Could he? His head feels funny.. Probably having to do with the whiskey he's been drowning in. "Huh.. Spector.. Maybe I should call him that.. Better than what I call him now.. Though never out loud. He'd just laugh at me. He's always laughing at me. Silly Billy.. He's called me that since we were little.. My little shadow.. I'm pretty sure he's a demon but he has my face.. He's me.. But he's not me. He's always been there.. I love him, you know. In the home we were in? He's all I had.. I never knew anything but him and his love. Hell.. I'm not even sure if I can understand how other people love.." He's rambling and though Marc doesn't understand half of what he's saying.. He's not judging him either, not calling him crazy or laughing. He's quiet, just listening to him talk. That's nice.. He doubts anyone else would have just sat there like that. Maybe it's why he's talking to him in the first place. But hopefully in the morning neither one of them remember this.

[prettytm]

he thinks about Billy all the time. night and day and day and night and always and forever. Billy is his constant. Billy is his. they are one or they were supposed to be or they are a strange sort of one that is really two but not really. what they are is secret. reflections in glass. puddle water wavy. visible invisible sometimes maybe. completion of absent pieces. Billy is hot where he is cold. hard where he is soft. soft where he is teeth and knives and splintered glass cutting cutting cutting making bleed making die making go away. Billy is small where he is wide and too big for this world. infinite and stretching. big big big. Billy is man where he is other. he thinks this makes him fickle. men are bad. men are no good. greedy hungry painful cold take and take and take. what do they give back? when he goes what will Billy leave him or give him back? probably nothing but empty cold hollow silence no more.

Secret thoughts - Accepting - Mirrorfriend

Billy is Billy. And Shadow is Shadow. Billy is Shadow and Shadow is Billy. There is nothing and no in between. They are tales made up of legends and myth; stories written in the pages of books that have come to life. They were nothing and everything. Theirs is a madness that sinks down deep into Billy's bones. Even when he suddenly finds himself grown and thrusted out into the world to fend for his own. At least he was never alone. There's always a shadow at his back, watching and waiting, his warmth burning away the chill or his frost melting the heat broken out across Billy's body. Why his shadow thinks he's stopped feeling like him as keenly.. Well.. He knows why. But his Shadow isn't the one who has to live within the real world. He isn't the one who has to pretend he sees nothing in the mirror but his own..reflection. His shadow doesn't know the pains that this world with all it's evil has caused. He doesn't live in the same firm world of reality that Billy does.

[doubtingdebispoems]

Not As It Seems

Not As It Seems Things I say aren’t always what I meanThings I do aren’t always what they seemPeople aren’t always as they appearItems look different in the rearview mirrorFriends aren’t always fair weatherLife doesn’t always last foreverLove isn’t always a form of blissBullshit is sometimes just bullshitLovers aren’t always trueAnd the sky isn’t always blueCrying isn’t only crocodile tearsWe…

[eyelashrope]

This is what living alone looks like. #mirrorfriends

[beatificbug]

Miracles.