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ᅠ ᅠ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝐢 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ᅠ ᅠ
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ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀* 𝑱 𝑶 𝑬 𝑳 𝑴 𝑰 𝑳 𝑳 𝑬 𝑹. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ “If somehow the lord gave me ⠀⠀ ⠀a second chance at that moment — ⠀⠀ ᅠ
⠀ take my wrongs and make them right
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⠀⠀⠀⠀l͟o͟o͟k⠀⠀⠀⠀for⠀⠀⠀⠀the⠀⠀⠀#𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙.
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ᅟ ᅟ 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝙛𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝙝𝙚𝙧 . ᅟ ᅟ
haven't i given enough?
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ᅠ ᅠ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀𝘪'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝘮𝘺 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ᅠ ᅠ
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# TEMP PINNED . . . cameron jones. FEDRA 𖬺 marlene's hard —— ass sibling forced into opposition. they / them transmasc muse crafted for the last of us verse. chaos by trouble.xn--6ii
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myth.xn--6ii now that my app is working, if anyone wants to plot or know more about lucía 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️
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lucía should have expected manny to ask questions sooner rather than later, and she owed him so many answers. her being * here was something that could easily be seen as betrayal if she did not take the opportunity to explain herself. still, she wondered if it was worth —
lips were warmth, a bed of hyacinth reposed in undiluted sunlight. eyes forced shut come action, barely having to adjust until darkness wholly encompassed. pain was immeasurable but affections followed by affirmation, * something felt ... —
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— airing it all out here. breath escaped her, looking down at his hands that begged the chair for stability, and she pushed herself up, taking the steps towards the stool near the wall, dragging it to sit in front of him. ⠀“ after you left for washington, i stayed at the — ”
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“ — hospital until there were next to none of us left. eventually, i found myself here. i live here, have been for the past few years, ” a pause, fingers fidgeting with the straps of her thigh harness, “ when we —, when i got here, i didn't realize this was where he lived. ”
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hand paused the moment she felt those fingers around her wrist, letting it hover above that wound. gaze shifted to his face, taking in the recognizable details and letting her memory fill in the rest. seeing him like this was shocking enough, but having him here after all these —
cloth applied to wound received oxygen sucked between teeth, taken aback by the sudden pain erupting from crater replacing shoulder. “ ¡ ah, mierda ! ” fingers slap to wrist, wrenching touch from injury to prevent continued —
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— years felt impossible. there was so much she needed to tell him. ⠀wordlessly, she leaned forward, lips pressed light as a feather to bloodied forehead, lingering there to feel his feverish warmth. “ te extraño, ” murmured against his skin, only pulling away to give —
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— him space to exist without being smothered. she needed to figure out how to get him to her home, and get him the attention needed. not to mention isela...she had no idea how to go about that.
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️️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️️JOEL MILLER . . . .ᐟ the last of us , multiverse . ️️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️️ ️️
⠀⠀it’s my burden , it’s only mine to carry .
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ᅠ ᅠ ─┈ @engineeredfate ˎˊ ᅠ ᅠ
——you’re insufferable. ——and yet, you can’t get enough.
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his laughter only caused her worries to multiply, turning from concern to anger. dark brows furrowed, and she shifted her attention to removing the pack on her shoulders, opening it to retrieve the first aid kit she took with her when she made her rounds. it was unlikely —
rhetorical or not, it warranted amusement, deep inhalation pulling brief laughter until hands encompass chest, excruciations radiating through the entirety of his body and transitioning to forceful, life —— altering coughs. posterior —
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— within, using her teeth to tear a piece off, before turning back towards the injured man. the material was folded to act as a cloth, carefully blotting at the crimson that flowed to staunch its progress. ⠀“ you didn't have to get yourself caught and beat to a pulp just to — ”
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“ — see me, you know, ” humor was used to deflect the weight of her true emotions, an attempt to keep him distracted enough so she could care for his injuries.
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