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@treasuresong 
            ➴    ◝    ╱      hmph  something   s O F t 

@treasuresong
            ╱       DID I MENTION THAT I'M ALREADY CRYING

it  wasn't  as  hard  for  him  to  comply  with  those  instructions  as  he  thought ,   resting  his  eyes  while  he  was  brought  impossibly  closer  to  the  man  in  question  ;  the  man  who  was  supposed  to  be  his  lover   ,   his  /  husband.  /   fiddling  with  a  diamond  -  set  ring  that  he  could  only  assume  was  his  very  own  wedding  band  ,  the  familiarity  of  it  rushing  waves  of  through  him   —  as  his  brain  turned  the  cogs   &   tried  to  unlock  memories  he  could  not  access  on  his  own  .   no  matter  how  long  it  took  ,  he  refused  to  give  up   —  not  when  the  very  answer  to  the  millions  of  questions  burning  a  hole  in  his  mind  was  right  in  front  of  him  .

and  you  mustn’t  strain  yourself  for  either..   *   alistair  swallows,   lifting  his  lashes  in  a  forced  attempt  to  make  himself  accept  the  scene  before  him.   lying  in  his  arms,   so  / vulnerable /,   so  weak..   matthew  should  not  look  like  this.   not  so  weighted  by  lethargy,   mind  swamped  with  confusion,   amnesia  he  hopes  is  not  permanent  still  radiating  off  his  form  on  waves.   he  can  almost  feel  it;   the  thought  alone  makes  him  pull  matthew  closer,   tighter,   like  that  will  change  what  he  thinks.   what  both  of  them  already  know.   *   just—   rest.   do  not  worry  about—    about  remembering.   not  now.
            
            
            ✧  ╱   @tactusamor 
            /         dID  I  MENTION  HES  GONNA  CRY

perhaps   today   will   suffice..   *  olympic  hues  met   the   other's   glimmering   orbs,    leaning   into   the   touch   of   his   lover   while   grasping   his   hand.   *   it   has   been   far   too   long.

i  thought  we  agreed  saturday  would  be  better.   *   he  answered  in  kind,   grinning  as  he  ghosted  a  hand  along  matthew’s  jaw.   *   but  i’m  willing  to  comply  with  whatever  my  darling  wants.
            
            
            ✷   ╱   @lucidumamor 

can   you   / not /   stare?    i   am   not   in   the   mood.    *   he  only  hoped  that  he  could  get  the  point  across  without  the  psychokinetic's  arrogant  nature  shining  through,    now  attempting  to  conceal  himself  from  the  other.  marshall  was  unsure  of  whether  or  not  the  heat  that  burned  in  his  cheeks  was  already  there,   or  if  it  had  just  bubbled  to  the  surface  at  being  caught—    yet  either  way,     he  found  the  ordeal  immensely  embarrassing.  *

i—   clearly..   *   alistair’s  brow  rose,   as  if  in  typical  inquiry,   and  yet  no  judgement  clouded  his  features.   only  confusion,   at  best—   no  disgust,   nor  / disinterest /,   as  his  gaze  did  not  once  stray  from  the  man  in  such  a  compromising  position.   *   
            
            
            ۵     @confictaegis 

alistair,   dear..   you  may  not  understand  now—  but  you  will,   soon.  i'm  afraid  that  i've  traveled  to  the  wrong  point  in  time.
            
            ╱     he b time traveling tho—

not—     him?     matthew,     i..     what   are   you   / talking /   about?     am   i   not   who   you   expected?
            
            
            ۵      @ruthlessimitator 

it's  been  so  long..    since  i've  seen  you—     not  that  you  would  know—   you're  not  him,    are  you?

@diamandisong    ًً 
            
            i   shine   bright   like   a   diamond  

and   you   look   like   you’ve   dipped   your   hair   in   oil.
            
            ♮     @corvellas 

“that..   sounds like a problem.”   brows furrowed,   then one rose precariously,   as if testing the waters with a tentative brush.   a hand gestured for the other to face him on the couch parallel to the one he currently sat upon.   “what do you mean by that?”
            
            ♮     @confictaegis 

this   may   sound   silly,   but—  have  you   ever    ..  have   you   ever   felt   like   dying?  when   you   couldn't?

yes..     if   it’s   urgent,     then   absolutely.     but   what   could   you   / possibly /   need   at   this   hour?
            
            ♮     @confictaegis 

*          intro   please   !   :>

*         suspicious pls ?  (:

HAH,   with  as  many  times  as  they've  tried  to  kill  me,   i'd  hardly  call  it  a  ‘like’,   song.   maybe  there's  a  grudge  somewhere  in  there   ..  but  /  i  /  wouldn't  know  about  it  ~   *  he  feigned  innocence,   tongue  darting  out  to  lick  his  lips  at  the  sight  before  clearing  his  throat,   his  attention  now  focused  elsewhere.  *
            
            ♱ * ╱  @diamandisong
            ╱     eLsEwHerE
            yes it really happened,, i'm-

|        eAGER
            n o  m a r i—

as  were  their  reactions.     absolutely  / priceless /,     mr.  kim,     if  i  may  say  so  myself.     *     a  roll  of  vivid  hues  translated  into  the  smooth  undoing  of  his  top  shirt  button,   sliding  a  thumb  over  polished  silver  before  running  it  back  through  strawberry-red  hair.     if  he  had  known  better,     he  would  have  called  himself  a  tease.     *     although—      none  of  them  were  so  eager  to  get  at  you  than  the  little  one.     seraphim,     they  call  themselves..     seems  they  like  you  more  than  should  be  / necessary /,     hm?