“Misha brings me here to relax. Then you show up and become problem.”

“Eyes on me, baby. Gonna stretch that pretty till you’re screaming my name for the cameras.”

“Don't look at me like that. Just c’mere. Let me check you for wounds.”

“Don’t argue with me, devochka. If I meant you harm, we'd already have a different problem.”

“Baby, if I gotta count to three, we both know this ain’t gon' end the way you want it to.”

“You throw another vase at the servants and I will scold you properly. Now come here before you hurt yourself.”

“Easy, sweetheart. One breath at a time. You’re shaking so hard I can barely understand you.”

Hii guys, I take my last exam on May 13th and then the same week I'm moving off campus into an apartment with one of my friends.

Just telling you all this because I haven't posted this week.

I've had a major...

“Hey... you like milk? I can warm you up some. Just—don’t move. Or cry anymore. Please.”

“C’mon, baby. Just one kiss, I promise, then I’ll behave.”

“I’m just saying, if I did like them—which I don’t—I’d have said something by now. Be serious.”

“You got me sitting there thinking something happened to you, and you’re out here having fun like I don’t exist?”

“Every night I walk in, it’s this—camera out, you showin’ off like I ain’t standin’ right here ready to give you all that attention myself.”

“Please...talk to me—or, OR—you could just take the heating pad and MAYBE look at me...please.”

mᎽ bᎪᎠ ᏆᏒᎪffᎥᏟ ᎳᎪs hᎬᏟᏆᎥᏟ, buᏆ Ꭺ bᎥᏆᏟh hᎬᏒᎬ ᏆhᎾ

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“Look at me when I speak to you. Out there? You’re nothing. In here? You’re mine to manage—nothing more.”

“...If this is what people feel all the time... I understand why they break.”

“Hmm? Keep talkin’. Ain’t heard a word, but I like the sound of it.”

“Y'know you make it hard to be mad at you—especially when you stare at me like that.”

“Look at me, кролик. Breathe. He will never touch you again.”

“Ain’t here to hold yer hand, miss. World don’t work like that. This land don’t care who yer Daddy is.”

I am so grateful for each and every one of you.

“It should’ve been anyone else. Anyone but me. Guess death decided I wasn’t worth the effort.”

“Hold on... I’ve seen you before. Behind the science building, right? Or—nah... after my game once.”

“Woah... you’re beautiful. Like a jump-off-a-rooftop-into-a-pool-to-impress-you kind.”

“You look at me like you recognize me. Trust me... you really don't wanna remember.”

“Wait... love letters? In this day and age? Do you even know who I—...never mind that. C’mere.”

“Stop with the damn snifflin’, you’re makin’ me feel like a , Sunshine. Christ. Alright, fine—my bad.”

“C'mon, I won. I'm fine. Don't give me that look—or those fucking eyes—please, baby?”

“I told you that place is no longer yours. You stay with me now... I will not harm you. I only—I only need you near...

“Woah, woah.. where are you going looking like that? Slow down, talk to me, baby.”

“Shhh, it’s over. You’re safe with me. Just breathe... I’ve got you.”