“Happy birthday, Lance,” she whispered and for the first time in fucking years, it really was a happy one.
“Blue.” I smiled dreamily, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. She is so…everything. Does she know how everything she is?
“Happy birthday, Lance,” she whispered and for the first time in fucking years, it really was a happy one.
His betrayal sliced deeper than a knife. He hadn’t fought for us. I felt a cracking in my soul that spoke of the promise we’d made on the stars together. To always fight to be together. He’d broken it. And he’d broken me in the process.
“Did you really buy me the library? This is too much, Blue.”
“Nothing is too much for the man who bled for me.”
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She was the sun embodied and I’d spent so long in the dark, all I wanted was a few moments in its heat. Was that really such a crime?
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“Come straight to my office when you return.”
“Did I just get detention?” I teased and his gaze glimmered wickedly.
“Sometimes I think you miss me being your professor.”
She was the sun embodied and I’d spent so long in the dark, all I wanted was a few moments in its heat. Was that really such a crime?
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“my tiny two-year-old…, her dark wavy hair and big green eyes reminding me of her mother, especially with that cheeky little smile on her face.”
I painted a grumpy face on it and wrote Orion above it. He glanced over, breaking a smile. “Is that what I look like to you?” “Not quite.” I added angry eyebrows and fangs, turning to grin cheekily at him. He laughed and I smiled satisfactorily.
“I don’t write entries about my day, bitching about my misfortunes and mindlessly writing my crush’s initials in a heart.”
I snorted a laugh. “Not even a little heart just for me?”
“Alright, just for you,” he said gruffly, and my smile grew.
Because this girl was everything good in the world I’d been missing and I had to know what it felt like to drown in her. Even if it meant my downfall. Even if I corrupted her to her core.
“Blue.” I smiled dreamily, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. She is so…everything. Does she know how everything she is?
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"Iron is made stronger in the hottest part of the fire, Seth. You didn't break me, you forged me."
— darcy vega
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“You look like a queen, Darcy. I’m looking forward to the coronation.”
— darcy vega ۶ৎ
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“No… you care Lance Orion.” He held his heart like I’d mortally wounded him, stumbling back a step and my laughter grew. “Don’t insult me.”










