A Broken Mind: Cherik
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"He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced--or seemed to face--the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey."
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
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𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 ⭑ 𝒋. 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒔
𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 ᵐˡᵐ ʲᵃᵐᵉˢ ᵇᵘᶜᵏʸ ᵇᵃʳⁿᵉˢ ❝ "𝙆𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚." "𝙒𝙝𝙮?" "𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨." 𝙑𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙙, 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜. "𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙪𝙡𝙩," 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙, 𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚. 𝙃𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝘽𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙮'𝙨 𝙜𝙧𝙞𝙥 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙, 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠. "𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚, 𝙑𝙞𝙘?" ❞ - victor belvedere spent years being hopelessly in love with his best friend. the moment either of them are honest, bucky barnes would die. and for eighty years, victor would love a ghost. never imagining that one day, the ghost may come back from the dead. ... 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: february 2025 ... 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: february 2025 ... 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝:
𝐈𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐁, (louis partridge)
✧･ﾟ: * 𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 *:･ﾟ✧ 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗧 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗 𝗜𝗙 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗢𝗡𝗘 '𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟' ⚘ "you need to know that nobody can take your place, alright?" "alright. and you need to know that i'm hella obsessed with your face, alright?" "alright." ❝ 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝. ❞ ⚘ published - 4/19/21 completed - 12/25/21 © ೄྀ࿐ 𝐈𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐁 (𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍) 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐘 ˊˎ-Complete
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