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ff7-has-taken-me-over · 4 months
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“I love you.”
Cloud pulled his phs away, squinting a single eye open to look at the screen. It was definitely Zack’s name on the screen and it said it was only 0200 up in the corner, far too early to be dealing with Zack and whatever drunken mistakes he was committing.
“Zack, it’s Cloud. What’re you doing?”
The pounding music in the that could be heard faintly in the back faded out a little more, as if the other man was leaving whatever club he was previously getting hammered in.
“I know it’s you silly. Jus’ wanted to let ya know…”
Cloud hummed quietly, deciding this would be one of those situations where he just nodded along and agreed, even if he didn’t really know what was going on.
“Ok. Love you too I guess.”
Zack didn’t need to know Cloud meant it in any significant way, best friends said this sort of thing to each other all the time right? He was just, returning sentiments.
“Really?! That’s great! We should do lunch! Tomorrow. After sleep.”
Cloud hummed again, already slipping back into said sleep as he answered.
“Sure. Sounds great.”
Zack said some unintelligible things after that, something about dinners and dates or something. Cloud wasn’t sure. He’d fallen asleep before he heard it all.
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“Cloudy!”
Said blond turned on his heel, hand slipping off the cafeteria door as he smiled at his friend. Zack was grinning like a loon, near sprinting down the hall in his efforts to catch up. Cloud waited for him to catch up, laughing softly when the older man nearly crashed into four different people on his way down.
He was going to turn to make his way through the doors once Zack had caught up, hand on the door again before he was being swept up. Zack had his arms around his waist, lifting him off the ground and spinning him once before he was being put down again.
Every protest died when Zack leant forward, sealing their lips together with a smiling kiss that was more teeth than actual lips, “Morning baby.”
Cloud could’ve sworn he’d died and gone to heaven with what was most definitely his wildest dream coming true. But when Zack grabbed his hand, his grip just the slightest bit too tight due to his excitement, he knew it was definitely reality. The only question was how it was his reality.
“Ah! I’m so glad you said you loved me back last night! I was so scared but Kunsel kept saying I should just do it and he was so right cause look! We’re dating!”
Zack held their joined hands up in example, beaming so bright that he received a few glares from half awake people around them. Cloud didn’t mind much, way too stuck on his friends (boyfriends?!) words from before.
He’d actually meant that? It wasn’t some weird drunken dare or mistake?? He’d actually meant to call Cloud and confess to him?! What the fuck?!
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flowrrs4u · 1 month
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I am good. I am loved.
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chuchaitiu · 6 months
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Feeling safe in someone's energy is a different type of intimacy. That peace of mind and security is very underrated and I cannot emphasize this enough.
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clownowo · 1 year
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been replaying the Portal series I think this is where its heading
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silent-insanities · 6 months
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Sometimes I just want to run away from this life.
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ssoofiiaa · 6 months
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you killed the love i felt for you
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our--impossible--love · 6 months
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indigoluvers · 2 months
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↪ Anne Sexton / James Patterson, The Angel Experiment (Maximum Ride, #1) / Moral of the Story by Ashe / Motion Sickness by Phoebe Bridgers/ Ranata Suzuki / The New Thing Dies by Ray Bull
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wolkenleere · 1 year
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And I wondered what it was like to be chosen. I was never chosen. I was a maybe, a probably, sometimes even a definitely but never the one, never the chosen one.
Unknown
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morbid-lycoris · 4 months
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leavemeslowly · 6 months
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wordswithloveee · 6 months
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chuchaitiu · 7 months
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Overthinking will not only kill your mind, but also your heart, your soul, your mood, your magic and your love. It is the most subtle yet most effective form of self-destruction.
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selfhealingmoments · 1 year
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silent-insanities · 5 months
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Am I this hard to love?
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luciferslilith7 · 3 months
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"To the old you from the old me"
~Oscar Wilde
Picture Credit ~ 📍pinterest
@luciferslilith7
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