THE SKIN LIKE BAGPIPES. AND NO ONE REMEMBERING WHAT BAGPIPES ARE. AHHHH.
He meddles, but he meddles on the thin line of love and indifference, ploys and plays people into his hands until he has mended them and they can be set off on their journal.
I love this in this context because Erik won't let himself be fixed!! sorry, bb.
I mentioned the line about the worms and falling short and seriously that is a gorgeous line favourite favourite.
Leto and love. ♥
He wants Ghanima, wants her insight.
gd it.
“Don’t do this,” it’s a command, and Leto can almost picture Erik as royalty
I don't have words for how much yes. and I suppose appropriately for this story I felt those words before I read them.
Leto feels out all their possibilities and picks one to his choosing, the one that does the least amount of damage.
no subject
THE SKIN LIKE BAGPIPES. AND NO ONE REMEMBERING WHAT BAGPIPES ARE. AHHHH.
He meddles, but he meddles on the thin line of love and indifference, ploys and plays people into his hands until he has mended them and they can be set off on their journal.
I love this in this context because Erik won't let himself be fixed!! sorry, bb.
I mentioned the line about the worms and falling short and seriously that is a gorgeous line favourite favourite.
Leto and love. ♥
He wants Ghanima, wants her insight.
gd it.
“Don’t do this,” it’s a command, and Leto can almost picture Erik as royalty
I don't have words for how much yes. and I suppose appropriately for this story I felt those words before I read them.
Leto feels out all their possibilities and picks one to his choosing, the one that does the least amount of damage.
oh, this is cruel.
STOP WRITING MY HEART.