// gayass
love u too bb 🩵🩵🩵
••• @ravenousclaws @THEPHCENIXFIRES @frostedsilhouet @nepoteenagerr @MutantClaws @KlNG0FH34RTS @MARVELSRUNT @conejitorapido
and of course my darlings @pasitheabeloved @BLUEWOVEN @OFNIGHTMARESS
AND MANY MORE!
sneezes loudly.
if you need him, he'll be in a blanket pile on the couch in the common room, every so often snaking out a hand for the tissue box.
@OFNIGHTMARESS
smash. without hesitation.
(you make me feel comfortable in my skin again.)
@BLUEWOVEN
24/7/365. on the counter. on the floor. in the car. on the bike. by the lake. we might even make it to a bed. the accent is endearing.
a half-smile of his own. "funny enough--scott invited me to dinner himself. i should... make an appearance, at the very least."
he doesn't want to talk about what he's 'dealt with'. if he's being honest with himself, it's no worse than what the others have been through. right? +
his eyes open, looking down at the hand on his knee before resting his own over it, threading his fingers with kurt's. he did always like the shape of his almost-paws.
"fine. but you better *promise.*" a grimace. "and--sorry. it's just been--tense."
what a way to take the wind out of his sails.
all at once, he deflates in his chair, shoulders slumping and head tipping back, scrubbing his hands over his face. his eyes stay closed, afraid that if he opens them, he'll see something awful, like kurt being--being *angry* at +
him. as angry as he sounds.
"i can take it," he says weakly. "i'm supposed to be able to do this. i *can* do this." he's not afraid. he's not terrified out of his mind every time he infiltrates one of the facilities that was his home, no, he doesn't know what fear is.
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