#also Álvares de Azevedo is a brazilian gothic writer and i got inspired by one of his works for this

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OOH and how about DapperAnti with 🩹 (tending to each other's wounds), 💀 (saying goodbye to dying lover), and 😭 (unrequited love)?

i went full Álvares de Azevedo on this one

WARNING: mentions of dubcon, suicide and necrophilia. yeah. but nothing is in detail here i prommy 😘

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Jameson sat back on the couch. That was one hell of a day.

But a good hell.

He looked back at the body. So relaxed, so calm, so angelic. As if he was only sleeping. An eternal sleep.

He licked his smiling lips, remembering everything that happened. Him finding Anti in a dark alley, tending to his wounds after bringing him home, having sex with him and then hearing the screams of a mad, traumatized man. It was like a perfect imitation of Heaven.

And, when he found the boy with his wrists slit, in the middle of a blood puddle. Jameson just sighed.

"Why are you doing this? You know I love you."

— How... can you... love me? You met me... yesterday...

"But I still love you," he crouched down, next to his head, "we were made for each other."

— You're... you're a sick man. I hate you.

And nothing more came. JJ just kissed his cold lips and tended to his wounds again.

He could do a statue of Anti, to eternalize his beauty. And while the statue were being made, he'd put him on a glass coffin, under his bed. It'd be perfect.

Jameson sighed again, undoing his belt.

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i woke up today and chose violence

also idk how long you can still be conscious when you slit your wrists but anyways