'𝖣𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇' 𝖠𝗄𝗂𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗈 .
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𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝖧𝖾/𝖧𝗂𝗆 ✦ 𝖨𝗇𝖽𝗂𝖾-𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖺𝗅 ✦ 𝗆𝖽𝗇𝗂 & 𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗈 𝖽𝗇𝗂 ✦𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗐 : +𝟣𝟪, 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾, & 𝗈𝖼𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗏𝖾✦ 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘆❥ 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆/𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 ✦ 𝗶𝗰𝗼𝗻: 𝘇𝗲𝗶𝗹𝘆𝗮𝗻
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spooky❥

im living off of a large redbull and coughdrops, dont tell anyone
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spooky❥

was abt to announce im omw home and realized i havent eaten anything all day except cough drops
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spooky❥

okay i have finished crying over characters ate are products of their fathers rage
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Is that what we're fuckin calling it?
imortusx.bsky.social
Just trying to cut through all this bullshit bravado you got.
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What, you in a listening therapy mood or some shit?
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spooky❥

Just finished the season 2 premier of Peacemaker with Sonder and we are distraught
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have to be; he wouldn't let it.

A tilt, angling to press a kiss against Johnny's lips— quick and chaste.

"Whenever, wherever."

Another kiss; this one harsher, longer, more determined.
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into that plead; somber eyes quick to soften. A lean further, forehead pressing into Johnny's.

"As many times as you want."

One day, he might have to kiss Johnny for a last time— hold his hand for a last time, speak to him for a last time; it was almost an inevitability.

But right now? It didn't
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any of that?

The last one, however, pulls at him. ONE more time..? One? Only kissing Johnny one more time—? A last time? A last time holding his hand, speaking to him?

It puts it in clear perspective in an unusual way.

"No— Not one more time.."

A squeeze given to the hand, quick to lean
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Like a wounded animal snapping at any hand to come near. Self preservation, survival. And now a hand was offering kindness..

There was some painful irony of hero ignoring his faults as a villain; if it was at a different time, he might have laughed at its absurdity.

How was he to answer
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& How desperate he'd hope for Akihiro to be that man.

No matter the chance of it leading to a broken heart, at least for a moment he'd let it be whole.

"Kiss me..." Johnny pleaded in both tone & his eyes, ushering himself closer to further close that gap.

"If just one more time.. please.."
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spooky❥

plot twist the fevers still around
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spooky❥

taking care of some homestuff before i be active or anything

me and sonder wanna watch the season finale of peacemaker bc it drops tonight and ive got 3 episodes left ✨we've been hella binging and its sooooo good
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spooky❥

also no one tell sonder i had a fever yesterday or he will yell at me djwkdnwl
fangfailure.bsky.social
spooky❥

taking care of some homestuff before i be active or anything

me and sonder wanna watch the season finale of peacemaker bc it drops tonight and ive got 3 episodes left ✨we've been hella binging and its sooooo good
fangfailure.bsky.social
spooky❥

One day I will get out of my own head and write longer replies instead of being self concious it
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you're aware of it.."

He isn't sure if he's attempting to talk Johnny out of it or if he's simply just pointing out his own inadequacies; perhaps it was both.

"It.. It isn't nothing."

No, it was everything, and thats what was so terrifying about it— what gave him pause.
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foreign to the thought of it. Foreign to the thought of his own wants. Wants that weren't fueled by a violence. It irked him, perhaps even irked him how certain Johnny was of his own wants...

"..I'm not a good man. I'm not a good mutant either. I'm a murderer, you know. I'm violent, I'm sure
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it tender. It was a grasp at certainty— a life preserve that had long eluded him, slipping out of his hold with each attempt to not go under once more.

"I.."

The words dont connect fully, like mud has filled his mouth with the attempt to speak.

"I'm not sure what I want?"

An honest answer,
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Daken stood, studying Johnny's face. It was a plea almost, begging for him to consider it— consider them. It terrified him, the sincerity and the prospect of possibility.

Inner turmoil turned in his stomach, fingers lacing and clenching around the hero's own. It wasn't a harsh grasp, but nor was
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"But I need you..to tell me what you want.. If you want me to forget all of this and go — or if you want me to stay and we..figure this out together. Whatever this is, whether it means nothing or everything.."

"I'll respect it.. I promise.."