Joe must kiss that belly asap
A remix gift for the marvellous @werebearbearbar who hit me right in the soul with this passage from let me come along:
Beyond the house, the landscape ambles over fields and small hills until it meets the sea. They're not close enough to hear the surf, but the air has a salt tang, and the mid-afternoon light paints a warm, caramel stripe across the wood floor. Real wood, Joe notes.
Turning, Nicky stares at Joe, his eyes wide and yearning.
"We'll get two chairs," Joe says. "And we'll put them right by that window."
Someone loved this place; they can feel it in the bones of the house. They'll love it too, and love each other under its eaves. Maybe whoever lives here next will feel Joe and Nicky’s love in the doorposts and lintels.
Was thinking about Ye Olde Teenage Parties and the picture drew itself
I was at a museum at a very old cathedral a few weeks back and one of the extant clothing pieces they had was a lil hat like Nicky’s!!
I was mesmerized by Luca's new flippy hair. Got carried away and accidentally brought back Owl Eyes Nicky
[ID: a partially shaded line drawing of Joe and Nicky from the old guard. Joe is behind Nicky, with one arm wrapped across Nicky’s chest, his face tilted forward and his mouth pressed against Nicky’s neck. Nicky has his head tilted back into Joe and his visible hand gripping Joe’s wrist. ]
How far they've come.
"we killed each other 😊"
"many times 😊"
For The Playhouse Summer Bingo prompt: "Enemies to Lovers".
There are no characters more perfect for this prompt than these two <3
Good thing that their blood lust for each other lies in the past 🤭
'Don't you see? I didn't do it for me- it's all for you. All to keep you. All to make you want to keep me. It's meaningless, it's nothing, I'm a fraud, and sooner or later you'll realise that and it will rip the heart from me.'
'What does that matter?'
'What do you mean what does that matter? What else could possibly matter?'
'What do your reasons matter? Your actions matter. When my back has been turned, and my eye blind to you, have you fallen back into the man who raized Jerusalem?'
'Of course not.'
'Then what does it matter? You think you did these things for me, but if that were true, you would have grown tired of the pretence long before now.'
'No, I-'
'It may have started that way, Nicolò. But that's not why you do the things you do now.'
'I...'
'We are not the men we were a hundred years ago. To think otherwise would be hubris in the extreme. You are the man you are now. What made you into him is your own business. That I love him is my business. Do not insult me by thinking you could keep the wool over my eyes for so long. I know the truth of you. Every inch of it. And I accept it. As you know the very truth of me.'