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13th August 2023. I was watching my Mum fade away, feeling her squeeze my hand for the last time. 364 days on and the hole in my chest still feels massive. The guilt. The sadness. It doesn’t go away, it just became a part of me. Something so big I can’t control it.

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Aura✨️

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congratulations tom🥳

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nobody talks about the fact that you can have all this crazy shit in your head, and want to open up and talk about your feelings but no matter what, you just can't make out the right words and properly put your thoughts and emotions into words

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His fingers clench around the brass railing that encompasses the statue, and he tries to remember fleeting things, moments from lifetimes long since gone, but his brain refuses to dredge up the memories that aren’t core; there are too many of them for that, and now only so many come forth when he calls for them.

He’s trying to remember details about his family, who are long dead and gone, trying to remember anything but the heartbreak and the loneliness of losing them – but it’s futile. Just as he’s about to turn and leave, to let this past part of him go to make room for new lifetimes that open up before him, his eyes catch on a halo of curls and warm brown eyes that light up with the smile on the young man’s lips. And – 

Oh.

Henry’s heart feels as if it plummets into his stomach. His vision narrows to a pinprick, and all he can see is this man, a man Henry’s never seen before but has become the very sun he orbits around in the span of seconds. Henry’s heart is racing, and his breath hitches in his chest where one hand has come to rest, rubbing idly at his collarbone and the old scar there. His eyes trace down the man’s form, well-cut and outlined against the bright white walls of the museum that he’s standing against, and stop as his breath seizes when he sees it –

There’s a tattoo on the man’s right forearm.

Some Part of Me Came Alive, a soulmates au written by priincebutt, podfic by @schitthappens

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His fingers clench around the brass railing that encompasses the statue, and he tries to remember fleeting things, moments from lifetimes long since gone, but his brain refuses to dredge up the memories that aren’t core; there are too many of them for that, and now only so many come forth when he calls for them.

He’s trying to remember details about his family, who are long dead and gone, trying to remember anything but the heartbreak and the loneliness of losing them – but it’s futile. Just as he’s about to turn and leave, to let this past part of him go to make room for new lifetimes that open up before him, his eyes catch on a halo of curls and warm brown eyes that light up with the smile on the young man’s lips. And – 

Oh.

Henry’s heart feels as if it plummets into his stomach. His vision narrows to a pinprick, and all he can see is this man, a man Henry’s never seen before but has become the very sun he orbits around in the span of seconds. Henry’s heart is racing, and his breath hitches in his chest where one hand has come to rest, rubbing idly at his collarbone and the old scar there. His eyes trace down the man’s form, well-cut and outlined against the bright white walls of the museum that he’s standing against, and stop as his breath seizes when he sees it –

There’s a tattoo on the man’s right forearm.

Some Part of Me Came Alive, a soulmates au written by priincebutt, podfic by @schitthappens

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2 and 10 for the soft asks, sending you love 💜💜

2. what's your feel-good movie? I love Clueless. Any of the first 3 Indiana Jones'. The Mummy. Red, White and Royal Blue. I will watch any of these whenever they are on from whatever point I have stumbled across them- it can be 5 minutes from the end, and I'll still watch.

10. What's something your excited for? Eesh- a hard one. I have a spa day coming up with cousin, that should be nice.

Thanks for the ask Leo! Sorry for the boring answers. 💕

x

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hi love! for the soft asks: 1, 7, and 30 <3

what song makes you feel better? Ummm- I don't know that I have one? I think it varies depending on what sort of mood I'm in. (sorry- rubbish answer I know!)

7. what color brings you peace? I find any kind of purple soothing.

30. what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)? To me, feeling at home means feeling safe and comfortable- so any time I feel like that, I feel at home (it doesn't happen very often!)

Thanks for the ask 💕 Sorry for the rubbish answers!

x

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soft asks to get to know people

what song makes you feel better?

what’s your feel-good movie?

what’s your favorite candle scent?

what flower would you like to be given?

who do you feel most you around?

say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical).

what color brings you peace?

tag someone (or multiple people) who make you feel good. 

what calms you down?

what’s something you’re excited for?

what’s your ideal date?

how are you?

what’s your comfort food?

favorite feel-good show?

for every emoji you get, tag someone and describe them in one word.

compliment the person who sent you this number.

fairy lights or LED lights?

do you still love stuffed animals?

most important thing in your life?

what do you want most in the world right now?

if you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

what would you say to your future self?

favorite piece of clothing?

what’s something you do to de-stress?

what’s the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

what movie would you want to live in?

which character would you want to be?

hugs or hand-holding?

morning, afternoon or night?

what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

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The way I have been crying off and on since I got home.... like... get a grip and stop now

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It's like there's a rope attached to my chest and it keeps pulling me towards you. And it feels so right.

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He [Henry] knows that this is the most meaningful relationship that he's ever had. And he's probably been the happiest he's ever been in his entire life. And Alex knows that too because he knows him in and out now. - Taylor Zakhar Perez | TV Insider

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UK General Election — 4th July 2024 ‼️

Here's a collection of resources and information for the upcoming general election because voting is very important.

If you've never registered or have changed address since you last registered, you MUST register to vote here by 18 June

If you're unable to vote in person on the day, you can apply for a postal vote by 19 June or apply for a proxy vote by 26 June

Photo ID will be required — details here on what is accepted and how to apply for a free voter ID document if needed (deadline: 26 June)

For info on your constituency and candidates, visit whocanivotefor.co.uk

You can find an overview of any MP's voting record via theyworkforyou.com

For your consistency's vote share last election + the recommended vote to get the tories out, visit tactical.vote

If you're a student, you can register at both your home and term time address, but you can only vote at one of them!

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Please and thank you. xx

🤎 multiple kisses / kisses all over / kiss after kiss -- send a heart for a snippet!

Henry is not typically one to feel self-conscious in his skin. He may not be an Adonis like his boyfriend, but he’s still fit from years of horseback riding, walking David, and generally being an active human. 

It’s just that… since the move to Brooklyn, he’s started to notice an extra pound here and there, and he’s formed a little pudge of a tummy, most likely from so many carry out meals and so little time to make it to the riding stables since the one owned by an old polo team mate is outside of the city and quite the drive. And he doesn’t feel some time of way about this often, but tonight he’s frustrated. Frustrated because his favorite pair of jeans aren’t fitting the way he wants them to, and Alex is gone for a run and it just feels like the universe is trying to drop him a hint or something.

He’s standing in front of the long mirror in their closet when Alex returns home, sweaty and stinking like fresh morning sunlight and B.O. His curls are a mess and his cheeks are ruddy from exertion, and he’s still breathing heavy when he enters the bedroom and finds Henry staring at himself in the mirror, pants unbuttoned, fly unzipped, arms crossed over his bare chest and a pout prominently featured on his face.

“Hi love,” Alex greets him breathlessly. He approaches Henry and looks at him through the mirror, his arms encircling Henry’s waist from behind, his musky scent overtaking Henry’s senses. Henry wrinkles his nose and Alex smiles in return, nuzzling his nose into Henry’s neck, breathing deeply and exhaling hot breath against Henry’s skin.

“You should go shower,” Henry greets him, laughing as he squirms away from Alex’s sweaty embrace. 

Alex pouts and follows Henry as he retreats to the bed, shedding his jeans as he goes. “Am I not allowed to want a kiss from my fiance first?” He asks as he puckers his lips and follows Henry, who swats at him playfully and pretends to be offended despite deeply enjoying this game. Henry settles onto the edge of the bed and looks up at Alex, who frames his face with both of his large hands. They both settle and Alex presses a swift kiss to Henry’s forehead. “Not feeling the jeans?” he asks lightly as he gestures to the discarded article of clothing.

Alex doesn’t miss the cloud that passes over Henry’s face at the question, and he folds his arms across his chest as his eyes dart over to the pants then back to Alex. He sighs softly and shakes his head, not sure he will be able to vocalize how he’s feeling. “They don’t fit right,” he finally grouses, knowing he sounds like a petulant child who isn’t getting their way. There’s just something about outgrowing your favorite worn-in pair of jeans that’s distressing, though, and Henry is feeling this loss deeply. He looks away from Alex and worries at his lower lip with his teeth for a moment before casting wide, blue eyes back up at his fiance. “And I might be… feeling a little self conscious about that,” Henry admits sheepishly, as if there’s any reason to feel ashamed of his emotions.

Alex works through those words and Henry watches as worry furrows his brow, then sees his expression turn wicked in the span of seconds. “You have nothing to feel self-conscious about, baby.”

“Says the man who just came back from running on a Saturday morning,” Henry counters, eyebrows raising.

Alex kneels down, pressing himself between Henry’s legs and putting them closer to eye level. Henry’s hands come to rest on Alex’s shoulders, and despite him still being a sweaty, smelly mess, Henry can’t bring himself to complain. He wants Alex to be close to him, to prove to him he’s wrong and all the reasons why.

It’s like Alex can read his mind, because he traces his lips across Henry’s chest, following his collarbones as a guideline, and presses small, pointed kisses across his skin. “I love you exactly how you are, Henry,” Alex says vehemently. His dark eyes look up, searching Henry’s face, and Henry can feel the flush that heats his cheeks as he ducks his gaze and looks down between them, him in only his boxer briefs, Alex in his expensive running shorts. “And I’m going to prove it to you,” he mumbles against Henry’s pale skin as his lips trail lower, pressing against Henry’s stomach in a few different spots. His fingers encircle Henry’s waist, and he presses more kisses lower, along the waistband of Henry’s underwear, across from one hip to the other, a constellation of sweet, loving kisses that sear Henry’s skin lusciously.

His self-consciousness is forgotten in the way Alex’s lips worship him, and Henry’s fingers run through Alex’s damp curls, tugging at them as he sighs out his contentment from the contact.

“Now, are you going to come shower with me, or what?” Alex asks. He stands, and bends to kiss Henry’s lips teasingly, in a way that leaves him hot, bothered, and needing more.

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Get to know me!

Hello @onetwistedmiracle. Thank you for the tag! ❤️ I'm the worlds most boring person so hopefully me answering this will cure someone's insomnia.

Rules: answer + tag some people you want to get know better and/or catch up with!

Favourite colour: Hmmm. I do love green a lot- all the different shades! Also really love purple.

Last song: Black Mascara by Raye. I love her music a lot at the moment. She's very much like Amy Winehouse, and I really hope more people discover her.

Currently reading: I've really been struggling to read books this past year- my concentration is not great for reasons. I'm just getting into RWRB fanfiction, and have many, many tabs open with fic I want to read.

Currently watching: Just finished something called Blue Lights which is a series on BBC1- would recommend! Also watched The Fall Guy- which I loved- Ryan Gosling is a gem, and I loved Emily Blunt in this. Have got the new Doctor Who series that I need to catch up with. I'm someone who quite likes watching sport- so this next few months with Euros football, Wimbledon and the Olympics coming up they will be on a lot. Just starting to watch a bit of F1 here and there too.

Currently craving: twiglets

Coffee or tea: I only drink iced coffee- and usually would have a flavoured syrup. Tea is 💕- Earl Grey is my favourite.

Tagging a few people (who I haven't already seen tagged)- but please- if you see this and want to answer.. go ahead! (also- if I tag you- please do not feel in anyway obligated)

@yrsonpurpose @myteavsricochet @priincebutt @ndcgalitzine @theprinceandagcd @babygirlgalitzine @henfox @firenati0n @ninzied