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“Noo. My Micah.” He said, holding onto his boyfriend’s arm lightly. Greyson sighed in content as the arms around him tightened and he hummed. “But it’s gross..” he whined, before he stiffened, “Micah, I’m gonna throw up. I’m gonna throw up.” He said, sitting up as fast as he could and he fumbled to grab the bin next to the bed, barely getting it in front of himself before he started throwing up. 

“Then can you like hire an attractive male nurse to look after me when I’m sick?” He suggested playfully, obviously just kidding around. Micah had a greater advantage to hold him, smiling back as he tightened his arms around his boyfriend. “I told you to take that disgusting medicine. You gotta like… tolerate the weird taste to get better,” he coaxed, rubbing Greyson’s back.

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”It’s not that I don’t want to be with you when your sick... it’s just that I don’t want to end up like this..” he motioned to himself before he smiled at the arms  wrapping around him. He nodded and curled in on himself to make himself smaller, “Ugh, I feel gross I hate being sick..” he whined, and he tried to scoot back against Micah more.

”–I’m also freezing cold in that uniform, thank you very much. I don’t want to get sick.. because then you wouldn’t want to be with me,” he pouted, but he did understand the reason Greyson would do so. “You can have all the cuddles, though,” he smiled, laying beside his lover and wrapping his warm arms around him. “You might want to curl up a bit… because the little spoon is not-so little.”

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Greyson cuddled into the blankets further as his boyfriend put more on him, and he whined lightly, "But you look so good in the nurse’s uniform..” he mumbled, looking up at Micah, “Can I have some cuddles, please?” he asked with another whine, "Just want cuddles..”

He had returned to his boyfriend with more blankets to keep him warm, also promising to stay with him until he got better; it wasn’t really much fun to play in the show all by himself. “So is there anything else I could get you?” He tucked him in, “and no… I’m not wearing a nurse’s uniform. Maybe next time, though.”

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( ✗◉°; @lastchoir )

“Did we really have to spend all day moving your shit in? I mean, I could’ve bought you all new things, y’know? Would’ve been a lot less of a hassle..”

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― 6 Years (2015) Melanie: Can you just hold me, please? You don’t understand. I just need you to hold me.  

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so im totally gonna redo this whole account

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He hummed, and he shook his head, “I definitely wasn’t born perfect,” he said, adjusting the tubes in his nose that had gotten moved into a bit of a uncomfortable position in the midst of all of their moving. He giggled and he pressed a kiss to Vince’s nose. He closed his eyes, and sighed happily, as he relaxed against him, “I’ve got a doctor’s appointment tomorrow.” he says softly, “... do you.. do you think you could maybe, come with me and my dad to it?” 

He sighed out, his heart fluttering as their lips met. “I should be the one asking that question, baby. You were born perfect, my little petal. You’re too good for me,” he said with a laugh, bumping his nose against Henry’s tiny adorable one. Vince wrapped his arms around the boys waist, nuzzling him closer and making sure his little cannula wasn’t tangled or anything as he held the him.

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things you shouldn't feel guilty about:

enjoying food

feeling full

eating more than someone else

taking a second serving

eating until you are full

nourishing your body

not liking a certain food

eating a food for its taste, not its health benefit

food in general

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why these words are slurs

I’ve had a looot of people telling me that my fight against trans and intersex slurs isn’t “nice enough” or I’m “being too whiny” or I’m “bullying people” and while that is a lot of derailing bullcrap, I’d still like to actually explain to those who are interested in listening why d*ckgirl, p*ssyboy/c*ntboy, h*rmaphordite, and b!p/g!p are slurs.

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lowkey might make a few other single muse accounts 

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yo can i just say i’m so sick and tired of this community’s bullshit. you all preach and scream about how you need more poc to play with but then these perfect people who have amazing poc muses come into play and you fucking ignore them. it’s so frustrating especially because there are so many good and well thought out muses in the community who are poc and when you sit here and ignore them or feel “UNCOMFORTABLE” by them i get so fucking irritated. you insist we need more poc in the community – but you ban kpop. you insist we need more females in the community – but you ignore them. you insist we need more ‘underused fcs’ in the community – but you put ‘people i don’t know’ on your banned list. there’s no FUCKING pleasing you people.

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{Raise your hand if you've ever felt like a shitty rp partner.}

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i have to get ready for a boring three hour class but ppl should tag me in things to do after i get back

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“tell me something i don’t know, sweets” he said with a dismissive wave of his hand, before he groans and grabs the jacket from him, “fine, but your outfit looks incomplete without it.” he rolled his eyes at that, “i’m not expecting you to act like me, christian. although, it wouldn’t hurt if you at least tried to have some style like me.”

“you’re rude as hell, did you know that?” he asked, catching his shirt and shrugging the leather jacket off. “you know…this shirt isn’t too bad. i just don’t like the leather. it’s a bit too much, really.” he turned back the other, crossing his arms over his chest. “we are two very different people,” he said, pointing a finger back and forth between himself and hunter. “you can’t expect me to dress and act just like you.”

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Henry loved how much Vince paid attention to him, and showered him in affection, sometimes it felt like he was almost drowning in his love. He almost purred as the other’s fingers went through his hair and he smiled contently. His finger gently played with his hair as he enjoyed the feeling of Vince being so close to him. Henry pressed their lips together for a few seconds, hand coming up to brush against his cheek, “What did I do to deserve you?" he asked quietly, nudging their noses together softly.

Vince giggles, grabbing the boys cheeks and squeezing them in his hands, giggling madly. He just loved touching the boy, feeling his soft skin, kissing him all over and just smothering him in love. “Yeah, I know you do baby,” he told him, running his hand through the boys hair. “My perfect little petal…” he muttered mostly to himself. “I love you, too,” he replied quietly, nuzzling closer to the small boy.