with a bit of rage


Draco feels a tremor tear through him. His fists are clenched, his jaw muscles tense, his chest tight, his knees wobbly. He’s breathing heavily as his stomach twists viciously, the hot feeling inside it beginning to spread, infecting the rest of his body. Like venom. He stares down the empty corridor, lit by torches. His vision blurs, little spots appearing in front of him. He feels dizzy. He wants to scream. He wants this feeling inside of him to take physical form, so he can punch it, destroy it.

He wants the rage to leave his body.

Well, what Draco really wants is the cause of his rage to go away. How many letters from his father is he supposed to receive calmly, while Lucius keeps going on and on about how disappointed he is in his son, not sure if he can be even called his son any longer.

Draco feels sick. His stomach gives another twist, but Draco refuses to show weakness. He will not be sick. No. He hears, rather than feels, his jaw cracking as he tenses his muscles further. His arms are shaking now. Unthinkingly, he turns to the wall and punches it. Hard. He feels no pain, but there’s another cracking sound.

Draco feels his eyes sting, which only makes him angrier. This will not make him cry. He will not spill a single tear over this. And yet, he can’t seem to stop the hot tears from running down his cheeks.

He startles when he hears footsteps echoing off the walls. He hastily wipes the tears away with his sleeve and looks up. Of course. Of course it has to be Potter!

“Malfoy.” He sounds puzzled. “What are you doing here?”

Draco doesn’t answer and averts his eyes, in fear of Potter noticing he just had a moment of weakness.

“Malfoy,” Potter repeats. Draco feels a new surge of anger course through him. He wants to hit Potter. Hexing him wouldn’t be gratifying enough. He wants to physically injure him with his hands, his whole body.

Before Potter knows what’s happening, Draco lunges at him. His fist connects with his jaw and Potter stumbles backward. He blinks a few times, obviously flabbergasted and blinks at Draco stupidly. After a moment, he frowns.

“What the hell, Malfoy?”

Draco lunges at him again, trying to land a punch. His vision blurs once more, making it difficult to see where to hit Potter. But it doesn’t matter. Draco doesn’t care which part of Potter he will injure, as long as it hurts. He wants Potter to hurt as much as he does.

But Potter is fighting back. He hits Draco in the stomach, making him flinch. He welcomes the sharp pain. It numbs the other sensations in his body. It doesn’t last long, though. Once again, he feels detached from his body.

Draco’s not sure, but he thinks he got Potter on his shoulder and punched his chest, knocking the breath out of him. When Draco starts whirling around again, striking out in an uncontrolled manner, he suddenly feels arms encircling him, clutching him.

“Damn it, Malfoy, stop,” Potter shouts. He tightens his grip, trying to get Draco to stop moving. Draco fights against the restraint, tries to break free, but Potter is apparently stronger than him.

“Bloody hell, I heard you’ve been starting fights lately for no apparent reason,” Potter squeezes out while Draco still tries to get him off him. “What is the matter with you?”

Draco just grunts and tries to shove his elbow into Potter’s side. He fails. When all his attempts fail, he finally slumps down. Potter, surprised by the sudden extra weight, tumbles and they both go down.

Draco needs a moment to realise he’s half sitting in Potter’s lap, his body still somewhat encircled by Potter’s arms. It’s too much. Draco can’t take this. The hot tears he spilled earlier are nothing compared to what’s happening right now. He’s choking on his own sobs, every inhale torture to his lungs.

He can’t even win a fight against Potter, Draco thinks bitterly. Is his father right? Is Draco really a disappointment? Draco is faintly aware that he’s heaving and puffing, his chest aching.

“Malfoy,” Potter says quietly, uncertainty clear in his voice. He hasn’t moved his arms and Draco wants to slap them away, because the warmth that’s seeping through his robes is too bittersweet for him to bear. It’s not Potter’s intention to comfort him with this proximity.

“Your hand,” Potter suddenly mutters. Draco looks down at it. His hand his bruised and swollen, the skin on his knuckles cracked. He still doesn’t feel any pain. He’s just numb, like most days lately, not in control of his own body.

He hates that he can’t get up and just leave. He’s still sitting in Potter’s lap, sobbing like a child. Draco feels a tentative finger under his chin and tries to jerk his head away, but Potter’s grip is firm. He forces Draco to look at him and Draco can do nothing against it. He stares at Potter as several emotions pass over his face. His eyes are wide and his mouth opens to release a warm puff of breath. Draco feels it on his face and it’s like Potter has struck him.

The aching in his chest worsens and Draco breaks down completely. He lets his head fall down, not caring where it lands. The fingers under his chin disappear, as Draco’s head hits something solid. Potter’s shoulder, he realises, when something soft tickles his ear. Potter’s hair.

Draco knows this is wrong. He knows Potter is getting a glimpse of something, Draco has been trying to hide from everyone. He can’t show weakness. He just can’t.

He isn’t sure, at first, if he’s imagining something pressing into his back and the warmth on his cheek, until he tries to turn his head and finds that he can’t. Because Potter’s cheek is pressing into his, his arms are around Draco once more. He’s drawing circles on Draco’s back with his palms rather awkwardly.

Draco really does know this is wrong and he has no idea what possessed Potter to actually try and comfort him, but when Draco feels a warm hand move over his head and begins stroking his hair, Draco closes his eyes and decides that, just for tonight, he will forget about everything that is wrong.

The Search Continues

Lavellan: You did it! You got your eluvian going! I knew I could count on you.
Merrill: Oh thank you very much. Now why did you want it working again?
Lavellan: *sets frilly cake on ground* Wait for it…
Solas: *leans out of eluvian* How did this get activated? Oh, frilly cake.
Solas: AH!!

multifandomwierdo  asked:

Ok so other than turning into a giant raging tiddie monster, does Hanzo have any powers? ((I love u, ur art and this au to bits))


  • super strength but he gets stronger the more he’s shifted into big oni form
  • can summon/control lightning

  • can manifest strombow out of thin air

  • woah lightning arrows

  • he’s learned a bit about making illusions?? that’s how he makes himself appear fully human

  • though that takes a lot of energy and focus

  • in general hanzo uses a lot of energy to suppress his powers and size so every once in a while he has to just spend a day in big monster form to recoup energy

After that last lil’ comic, I though: “What if Joey gave the script to Bendy?” And this happened! Hope you like it and congrats on the 2,000+!

Oh this is accurate as hell. 

  • Everyone: Tony, this is all your fault!
  • Tony: I actually don't understand what you all want from me. I'm trying my best and hardest to make things work and the world a better place but y'all are too busy criticizing my past self and all my past mistakes and thinking that I'm still that past self who hasn't changed one bit. So until you learn how to stop blaming me for things that I haven't done and don't do, I'll be taking a small vacation with Rhodey in Bahamas, okay bye.
To those who are asking.

Victor asks Yuuri and Yurio to find out what Eros and Agape is so he lets them look at Piashi. Yuuri says eros is something that is exhilarating so he looks at her breasts while Yurio says Agape is something that will make him grow. However, both of them said they don’t need a girl to find out what Eros/Agape is and decide that someone close is enough. Yurio says he doesn’t have any choice but Victor.

Yuuri then proceeds to say the line “Victor… Sorry. Let me rub your breasts/chest”. Victor then points out that both Yuuri and Yurio are inexperienced and Yurio says “Shut up! Let me fondle them”.


And both Yuris are like “NEVERMIND” and then Yuuri says he can’t touch something with so much eros because it will get him pregnant. Yurio says “Darn that was close. I almost fell for his charm” :P

A/N: Another, shorter Eggsy fic for you guys - hope you like it!

Warnings: Swearing, violence. Gif credit: mortallyscrumptiousmilkshake.tumblr.com 

UPDATE: This now has a feature from @silencethroughwords where you can replace Y/N with your name! Go show them some love they’re a freakin god. (Just add your name to the little box saying ‘your name’!)

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Hitched (8/11)

a Captain Swan AU fan fiction

Summary:  After a series of events leave her life in pieces, Emma Swan finds herself hitchhiking out of Maine, her wallet empty and her heart broken. The best she hopes for is a driver who isn’t a pervert and takes her far away from the painful memories of Storeybrooke. But when she finds a ride with a quiet truck driver named Jones, Emma discovers that maybe a trustworthy friend is all she needs.

Rating: M or MA; some profanity and sex scenes.

Cover art: created by the absolutely fabulous @thesschesthair!!

Links: ff.net // ao3 // ch. 1 //  ch. 2 // ch. 3 // ch. 4 // ch. 5 // ch. 6 // ch. 7 // ch. 9 // ch. 10 // epilogue

(also @teamhook, @like-waves-on-the-beach, @lenfaz, @followbatb, @stardusted-nymph, @optomisticgirl, @xpumpkindumplingx​, and @spartanguard, thank you thank you thank you for reading and requesting tags!)

Note: This chapter was originally split up into two parts, and I was only going to post the first. But then I watched tonight’s episode of this @$%#ing show and i have such a major case of viewer’s blue balls that I figured it would be mean to do the same to my lovely readers. Please enjoy this monster chapter. Bless.



Don’t freeze out there, huh? Good advice, but hard to follow, Emma thought sourly, as they left the warm, comfortingly grease-scented air of the bar behind. It had already been cold outside when they arrived, but the temperature seemed to have dropped even further while they were inside, and a light snow was falling. She pulled her coat’s hood up with one hand, then returned it to Jones’ arm, keeping a firm grip with all ten fingers.

He wasn’t staggering anymore, although as they walked slowly across the parking lot, threading through cars and trucks, his steps were slightly uneven. Not that she was perfectly steady, herself; Emma could still feel the beer pounding through her veins, making her a little dizzy. Their breath formed clouds in the freezing air, and Emma longed to call a cab, even just for a fifteen-minute walk.

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Warnings: smut, spanking, all that jazz. Oh and daddy kink ofc

The bass pounded against the walls as Ethan lead you through the crowds of people to the dance floor. You always wondered why your boyfriend always came to these parties when he never drank. You smiled as you reached your hands up to feel his chest as your bodies swayed to the beat of the music. You did have one drink in you but it wasn’t enough to make you tipsy but you did feel pretty confident. You slowly turned around as Ethan’s hands trailed down your back, watching as you ground against him. He pulled your back against him as he kissed your neck, leaving love bites. You reached a hand up behind you to lace them into his hair as your hips were still in movement.
“Maybe we should take this back to my place?” Ethan whispered in your ear, biting your ear lobe lightly. You smirked, turning around to pull him into a deep kiss.
“Let’s go.” You smirked, pulling his hand. You both got into Ethan’s black Subaru as he quickly started the car. You both put your seat belts on and Ethan pulled out onto the road. You bit your lip, looking over at him. His hair was ruffled, his jawline prominent from the street lights. You slowly slid a hand down onto his thigh as you snaked your hand upwards. You lightly gripped his member through his jeans as he shifted in his seat,
“Can this wait baby? I’d rather make it there safe than have to explain to our parents why I totalled my car.” Ethan quickly glanced at you as you bit your lip, returning to your seat. Your hormones were raging. You slowly slid your black dress up, sneaking a hand into your panties. You started rubbing your clit as you looked over at your boyfriend innocently as he drove. You let out a small moan causing him to look over to catch a quick glance. His right hand pulled your hands out of your panties.
“You think you can touch yourself without daddy’s permission?” Ethan’s jaw clenched as you felt him push on the gas pedal harder. You smirked as you slowly pulled your dress back down, you were throbbing.
“So impatient, I’ll have to punish you when we get home.” Ethan gripped the steering wheel tightly.
He quickly pulled into the driveway, shutting the engine off as he strode to the front door, you following closely behind as he unlocked the door. You both stepped in as Ethan slammed you back against the door.
“You’re such a bad girl. It’s like you want to be punished.”
“Maybe I do, daddy.” You smiled at him. He grabbed your ass motioning for you to jump as he carried you up the stairs. You were both lost in each other’s kisses as he laid you down on the bed.
“Don’t tell Grayson we fucked in his bed. Got it?”
“Got it.” You laughed as you realized you were in the room of his brother.
“I just couldn’t make it to my room. I can’t wait any longer.” Ethan said, pulling his shirt over his head.
“I want you to strip for me baby.” Ethan demanded as he took his belt off. He gripped the belt as he watched you shimmy out of your dress. You slowly unclasped your bra, letting it fall to the floor as you turned around. You gave Ethan a full view of your ass as you looped your thumbs around your panties, slowly sliding them down. Ethan sat on the edge of the bed as you slowly walked towards him,
“Bend over my lap, princess.” Ethan demanded, folding the belt in his large hands. You bent yourself over his lap as you felt Ethan’s warm hands grab your ass. You heard him groan as he took the belt and slapped it down on your ass. You bit your lip, your body jerking from the sudden pain as Ethan quickly rubbed his hand over it, watching the skin turn red.
“You’re such a bad girl. Trying to touch daddy while he’s driving.” Ethan let down another crack of the belt,
“Touching yourself without daddy’s permission,” your body jerked as he spanked you for the third time.
“Now, I want you to ride daddy’s face. Do you want that?”
“Of course, daddy.” You bit your lip, watching as he lied back on the bed, his head on the pillows. He motioned for you to go over as you slowly straddled his face. He reached his large hands up to grab your thighs as he lowered you down onto his tongue. You gripped the headboard as Ethan began eating you out. His tongue moved in circles as you moved your hips along with his movements. He stuck his tongue into you as you became a moaning mess.
“Fuck daddy.” You moaned, grinding down onto his face. He flicked his tongue inside you as pleasure over took you. You rode Ethan’s face as he ate you out. His rough stubble rubbed against your thighs as he pushed his tongue deeper into you. You moaned as he licked at your walls. He slowly licked up your slit and began sucking your clit. One of your hands flew down to his hair as he flicked his tongue back and forth over your clit. You moaned profanities as your thighs shook around his head. His biceps flexed as he held you still, licking up and down your pussy. You grounded your hips against his face as he flattened his tongue out for you to ride. You pushed down on him, wanting more as he flicked his tongue against you. You clenched as he licked over your core, going up to hum on your clit. You bit your lip as he flicked his tongue over it repeatedly once again making your legs shake.
“Daddy don’t stop!” You moaned, your climax approaching. He began flicking his tongue faster as you felt a hand move down to stick two fingers in you, wasting no time, he thrusted them inside you at a fast pace. You thighs began to clench around his head as he took your clit in his mouth, sucking harshly. You felt the pads of his fingers rub your g-spot. You clenched around your boyfriends fingers, moaning loudly as you orgasm rushed over you. You ground down on his face, gripping the headboard tightly as you came all over his fingers. You let out a small squeal as he took his fingers out of you and licked up your slit once again. Your thighs trembled from the over sensitivity as he continued eating you out.
“Daddy I can’t-” you began but he cut you off,
“Yes you can baby girl.” Ethan tapped your thighs, ordering you to lay down as he quickly took off his jeans and boxers. You watched as he took his throbbing cock in his hands as he ran the tip along your wet juices. Your hips bucked as he hit your sensitive clit. He slowly ground his cock along your pussy as he moaned, gripping your hips.
“You want it baby?” He asked, staring down at you as he continued rubbing himself on you.
“Yes daddy, fuck me.” You stared into his eyes. You didn’t have to ask him twice as he slid into you. You pushed your head back against the pillows as he thrusted into you, the headboard hitting the wall. You moaned, gripping the sheets as Ethan hovered over you. His mouth attacked your breasts as he sucked on your nipples. You tangled your hands in his hair and pulled him up for a long deep kiss. Your tongues danced together as his hips snapped into yours. Ethan moaned into your mouth as your fingernails raked down his muscular back.
“Fuck daddy, you’re so big.” You moaned, feeling him force his whole length inside you. Confidence radiated off of Ethan as a cocky smirk showed in his face. He stared down at you with hooded eyes, as he watched your mouth hang open in pleasure. He slowly brought a hand down to choke you as he bucked his hips into yours roughly. You moaned loudly, completely handing yourself over to Ethan as he fucked you relentlessly.
“Moan for daddy, let me hear you.” Ethan grunted as you arched your back, making him hit your g-spot. You screamed profanities as Ethan released his hand from your neck as he brought your leg over his shoulder. At this angle, he was able to thrust deeper inside you as he slapped your ass.
“Fuck, you dirty girl.” Ethan growled as you moaned, clutching onto the sheets so hard that your knuckles turned white.
“Flip over baby.” Ethan demanded, pulling out so you could reposition yourself. Ethan entered himself back inside you, spreading your legs farther apart to fit himself deeper inside you. Your arms gave out beneath you as your face hit the pillows. Ethan reached forward, pulling your hair as he twisted it in between his fingers. Your legs began to tremble for the second time that night, your second orgasm approaching. Ethan slapped your ass harshly as he thrusted into you roughly. You looked over at the mirror and you watched as Ethan fucked you. He was concentrated on the way his cock slid in and out of you, watching as your ass bounced with every thrust. He ran his hands down your back to rest on your hips, pulling you back against him.
“I’m gonna cum daddy.” You whimpered, laying your head on the pillow as you gripped the sheets.
“Come on baby, let it out.” He grunted. Your toes curled as you clenched around his cock, your second orgasm washing over you. Your legs shook uncontrollably as Ethan continued his thrusts. You came all over Ethan’s cock with a loud moan. As you clenched around him, you felt him twitch inside you as he came with a loud moan. His hips bucked as he whimpered, gripping your hips roughly as you moaned.
“Fuck.” Ethan slowly pulled out as he discarded the condom. You threw yourself onto the bed as you both tried to regain your breath.
“Babe, we should go back to your room before Grayson gets home.” You looked over at Ethan worriedly.
“Good point.” Ethan’s chest heaved as he quickly got up, grabbing yours and his’ clothes. Just then the front door closed and you both rushed back to Ethan’s room.
“That was close.” You sighed, putting a clean pair of underwear on and slipping one of Ethan’s shirts on.
“Ethan! I’m gonna kill you!” You heard Grayson yell. You both shot each other a look.
“Ethan what did you do?” You whisper yelled. He shrugged, a scared look on his face. Ethan quickly put on a clean pair of boxers and sweats as he quickly rushed to Grayson’s room.
“Wha-” Ethan peeked his head around the corner to see Grayson pointing down at the used condom.
“You guys are freaking disgusting! You have your own room!” Grayson yelled. Ethan ran his hands through his hair,
“We couldn’t make it-”
“You guys are both cleaning my room within this hour. Everything you touched I want it clean.” Grayson ordered. You peaked around the corner with Ethan.
“Hey, y/n, you guys are a cute couple but could you at least not do the do in my room?”
“Sorry, Gray.” You shrugged behind Ethan. Grayson stepped out of the room, letting you two clean up the mess you made.

♏ Scorpio Romantic Compatibility  💙

Scorpio And…

♈ Aries - The Aries and Scorpio pair has been described as “explosive”, mainly due to the intense sexual compatibility between the two. Both signs are known to be passionate and strong willed. Sex can become the strongest aspect of the relationship, which may not lend itself to longevity. Cheating can be the biggest mistake in an Aries/Scorpio relationship and can breed terrible outcomes. Scorpio may not be used to Aries’ openness and it will take some time to get used to. Aries should be aware of Scorpio’s initial caution.

♉ Taurus - This pairing has its challenges, but if the pair can get through them they can nurture an incomparable love. Both Scorpio and Taurus are generally jealous which often causes problems with other signs, but in this case it can lead to a mutual emotional understanding. Taurus and Scorpio share different energy levels. Taurus is often relaxed and easygoing while Scorpio is in constant mental motion. Both can benefit from adopting a bit of the others’ energy.

♊ Gemini -  Scorpio and Gemini share an intense sexual attraction, but have very different personalities. Gemini can be very social and often flirtatious, while Scorpio enjoys the company of very few and in small doses. If Gemini is patient with Scorpio they can figure out together how to balance their very different interpersonal appetites.

♋ Cancer -  Cancer and Scorpio are extremely compatible. Both are emotional, intuitive, possessive, and fiercely loyal. Both partners will feel loved in a Scorpio/Cancer pairing. Both can be possessive, but also prefer the intimacy of very few, so jealousy rarely rears its head.

♌ Leo - Leo and Scorpio are a very passionate pair. Both partners like to be in control and this can create competition within the relationship. The sexual chemistry between Scorpio and Leo is explosive and often helps to mend the rift after arguments. Arguing is something both of these signs enjoy to an extent. Leo is naturally flirtatious and this can deeply upset and anger Scorpio, who is prone to jealousy. Though Leo may find Scorpio to be moody and Scorpio will think Leo is too controlling, both signs prefer imperfect partners to boring ones.

♍ Virgo - Virgo and Scorpio make a great team. Scorpio’s confidence and strength will make Virgo feel at ease. Virgo prefers to analyze situations, while Scorpio tends to make decisions based on emotion. Both signs enjoy their alone time and are more than willing to give one another space. This pairing tends to not be very sociable. Scorpio will likely be in control in the bedroom, but Virgo will appreciate learning new things from Scorpio in the bedroom.

♎ Libra - Scorpio and Libra can be a tough pairing to make last. The personalities of these two signs are quite opposite and that can make for some rough waters. Libra will find Scorpio to be mysterious and sexy and Scorpio will equally fascinated with Libra. Libra can seem superficial to Scorpio, who is somewhat impervious to Libra’s charm. Libra can sometimes bring Scorpio out of their shell, but Scorpio tends to be stubborn. The sexual aspect of Libra and Scorpio’s relationship is initially wonderful, but because both partners have different emotional needs it can fizzle out.

♏ Scorpio - Two Scorpios together can make a very intense match. Both partners want the upper hand in the relationship, which can make the for dramatic and explosive interactions. Scorpios are very sexually driven, so sex and power become quite intertwined in this pairing and sex can be used as a sort of weapon. Because both are secretive and jealous, suspicion can spread like wildfire between the two. Building mutual trust is imperative to make a double Scorpio relationship work.

♐ Sagittarius - Scorpio and Sagittarius is considered a very tough relationship to make work. Initially, Scorpio will enjoy Sagittarius’ enthusiasm, optimism, and seemingly endless sense of wonder. A sexual relationship is likely to begin before a romantic one. Scorpio favors privacy and mystery, while Sagittarius can be very blunt and overly honest. Scorpio may feel that Sagittarius is too open. Scorpio will likely not be able to fully trust Sagittarius, simply because they will not believe that anyone can be such an open book. Sagittarius likes open communication, but Scorpio is likely to expect their partner to intuitively know how they are feeling. This can frustrate both people. Sagittarius is also likely to flirt in social situations, which can quite easily send Scorpio into a jealous rage. Luckily for Sagittarius, who is often a bit reckless with money, Scorpio prefers to save and plan out how to spend their money effectively.

♑ Capricorn - Scorpio and Capricorn have a tendency to bring out the best in one another. Both have a lot in common, they have similar goals and values and are hard workers. Both seek to build stable lives and a comfortable home, as that is where they spend most of their free time. Capricorn is reliable, which Scorpio needs in a partner. Though Capricorn can be emotionally unexpressive, Scorpio will likely be able to bring out their sensitive side. Loyalty is an essential part of this relationship as both signs display it toward one another and need it from their partner to feel secure. The sexual chemistry between Capricorn and Scorpio is abundant and does not easily decrease.

♒ Aquarius -  Aquarius and Scorpio is a challenging pairing. Scorpio is highly emotional, though they may not often show it, and as free spirited as Aquarius is, they tend to not be very sensitive to the emotional needs of others. Both signs can become quite stubborn and so differences of opinion can lead to long stalemates. Communication can also be a problem in this pairing. Both Scorpio and Aquarius have a tendency to misunderstand others. Aquarius can also become put off by Scorpio’s need for emotional understanding and may retreat when confronted with these issues. The sexual relationship between Scorpio and Aquarius is often the best aspect of the relationship as both are adventurous and share a mutual attraction.

♓ Pisces -  Scorpio and Pisces is a very even match with soulmate potential. Scorpio balances out Pisces’ vulnerability and sensitivity. Scorpio is fiercely protective and that will go a long way in making Pisces feel secure. Both signs are extremely loyal and that will bring peace of mind to the relationship. The two connect on a satisfying emotional level and possess mutual understanding. Both can be emotionally needy and possessive, but this usually will not bother the other partner since it is a shared trait.    

The Price of Privilege - Part 5 (A Kyungsoo Series)

Genre: Angst / Romance / Arranged Marriage / Royalty AU

Characters: Kyungsoo X You

Description: The time has come to marry the man your family has selected to take your hand. As royalty these important matters are arranged for you, but when you meet your soon to be husband, he is nothing like you expected.

The Price of Privilege: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, Part 6

The name written on that post it note had its own judging eyes. It looked up at you with contempt. You could feel the hatred scrawled out in that hand, the hard lines of the letters, the quick stabs at the paper that scratched at your skin with each pass your eyes took over the message.

“You–did this?” Your question felt weak and you hated the vulnerability in your own voice.

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