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|| @SweetWindingWeb Why does this make me think of Jack jdjdndn
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raw meat deserves to be shared among friends and family, brutalized and cannibalized beyond recognition, beyond forgiveness. today i will lick the blood off my hands and raise them to the sky in holy retribution. strike me down, i say; strike me down if you dare.
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|| Apparently they're all continuing to say stuff about me. I'm just gonna drop it. It's a them problem now.
But go ahead and make a tweet about a disabled person (me), making a joke.
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|| Not me imagining Willy in shit like this.
Jack's body tenses. He feels the warmth of their torsos pressing together. A stressing, loving jumble of scrambling thoughts tumbling around in his brain. He feels guilty, like he's betrayed everyone at once and he still was.
He slips his fingers through Willy's hair, +
+ and presses his nose to the top of their head. How could either of them want his company?
Brown strands of stressed hair drape down, sparkling with an orange shimmer. He never could wash all the glitter out after his costuming.
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This is the only right thing to do, give him all the attention. All of it. He's so eager and for what-
He's staring, quite needily.
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|| @SweetWindingWeb Willy to Jack after their fall-out with Luci.
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|| @SweetWindingWeb Willy and Luci's relationship in a nutshell.
"Well, legends vary my love."
Was that too soon? He's eagerly leaning in, placing a warm kiss to the chocolatiers cheek.
"C'mon now-" he puts his hands on Willy's waist, hoisting him up and over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes!
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