big & little at the same time, brand-new & ancient, & the bluest blue, ever
"When she holds out a box cutter, his eyes widen, his teeth gritting on the old coins. He looks from her to the razor and back, then gives a muffled sob and closes his eyes.
He gives in.”
… My chest hurts.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
Probably the best description of flirting ever.
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)
World War II AU.
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well that’s just the fucking worst isn’t it
HELLA YES HELLA I HELLA CAN HELLA HELL HELLA YEAH
i don’t think i can compete with this u take the prize