It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t come back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain. Damn, there’s nothing like that, is there? I’ve been there and you have too. You’re nodding your head.
—  Henry Rollins

When will we meet again?”

She asked him through uncontrollable tears.

“Soon Ok? You have to wait for me. I will come back for you. Just wait.”

They looked at each other one last time before he left.

And it had been years, yet she received no call or text. Just a blank reply. She felt betrayed. She felt alone. But what she realized after a long time was that he kept laying in his grave, just waiting for her to come back to him.

—  excerpt from a book I’ll never write.

Second Tales from the Borderlands fanart (first one is this: http://nataliedecorsair.tumblr.com/post/150926647530/my-first-tales-from-the-borderlands-fanart)

These are traditional sketches edited in digital %)) I’m dead now I guess because I’m tired hhhffff

We steal glances and catch each other staring more than we speak to each other, but I feel that we talk through our eyes too. You stare so intensely sometimes I can almost hear what you’re thinking. But we don’t speak these words with our lips, so no one else knows what’s going on between us. It’s something in the silence only you and I know about and something no one can prove.
What he knows (McGenji)

There are a few things Genji knows for sure about his relationships with others. One: he is a cyborg because of Hanzo, and he’d better damn well accept that fact and move on. Two: Zenyatta might be the reason he’s still alive, so he needs to show his thanks more often. Three: he’s a part of Overwatch, and he’s glad to be. Four: Genji Shimada is totally, utterly, irrevocably, in love with one Jesse McCree. Five, the one that hurts most of all: this one Jesse McCree will never love him back.

He pretends that the bullet is the reason that his chest hurts, feels like it’s shattering over and over again. Exploding into tiny, exploding pieces, of which also explode. It’s definitely not about the fact that he just proclaimed his love for anyone on the open comm to hear, or that McCree still hasn’t said anything other than telling him to save his breath and stay awake, and it’s certainly not in pain because McCree is holding him, rushing and is he crying? and Genji is going to die before he ever finds out if number five is wrong. He hopes it is, because if he survives and it isn’t? It’s going to hurt, still, but it’s going to hurt a hell of a lot worse, ‘cause now Jesse knows. Now it can’t be pinned to obliviousness.

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