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If anyone wants to follow my new blog, pls like this post!

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If anyone wants to follow my new blog, pls like this post!

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I might join in on the new blog thing, at least then I can have it as my main...

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Am i a little bit in love with peter too? Yup

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And in that moment, everything went lost. The warm spring sun beating down on them. The breeze that made his shirt flow in the wind like a flag, a flag of surrender, a silent admittance that yes, he was in love, and this battle had worn him out for too long to keep on fighting. The glow of the sunset basking them in the sweetest light, the clouds little more than cotton candy, as if he could reach up and unravel them with his bare hands. In that moment, none of it existed. None of it mattered. All that existed was the two of them, and the love between them, love in its purest form, a love almost tangible, a love that had survived lifetimes and lifetimes.

“You remember,” she whispered.

“Yes,” he murmured.

And he did not know how long this moment lasted, how long they stood there, and it did not matter. One single moment was both a mere second and a lifetime after another lifetime, and how could he know, how could he have a reliable sense of time when time was all but irrelevant to him? When he’d already lived through a dozen separate lives, and then some more, and he would gladly make this moment last for one even more?

He wanted to laugh, and he wanted to cry, he wanted to shout at the top of his lungs and scream to the entire world.

But doing so would mean disturbing this moment, for however long it lasted, whether that moment was a single second or a lifetime long, and the only thing that Dylan knew for sure in all of his doubt and all of his uncertainty was that if he had to pick any moment to last forever, it would be this.

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THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A QUICK SKETCH BUT GOT REALLY OUT OF HAND AJDNSNFNSNDN,,, speaking of hand this is messier than i’d like it to be bc. my hand’s still hurting and bandaged up tightly so drawing it was DIFFICULT but i survived!!!!! and also got in some much needed background practice hell yeahhhhhhh

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Imagine your f/o helping you break bad habits. Whenever you bite your nails or pick at your skin, they move your hands away from your body and hold them tight as they kiss you. When you scratch your acne, they put their hands over your face and say, “Your face is too cute to be ruined by scars.” They tell you how proud they are as you try hard to be better, and when you get self-conscious about marks that you’ve already made or can’t get rid of, they place gentle kisses on each one, telling you how you’d still be beautiful even if you were covered in marks.

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Imagine your f/o “helping” you study for your finals. Aka distracting you from studying for your finals. Aka impromptu make out sessions at your desk.

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Criminal Minds Meme → [1/7] Scenes

↳ Hotch roasting the defense attorney in Tabula Rasa

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we’re sharing tender kisses and sweet whispers on our bed, and then i ask, “do you ever wonder what heaven is like?”

“yes,” you murmur, and the look in your eyes takes my breath away. “i imagine it’d be a lot like this.”

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Oh my god I'm gonna be a vampire babie!!!

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Me whenever I get a new f/o: I am a DUMBASS, I am GAY. I will NEVER change!

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😍

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OMG

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