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catra's bed ruffled, adora wakes and glances to the bed expecting to see catra there... even after everything that went down with the failsafe, they still went to bed together, beside each other. what would that have been like? what did they say to each other? how did they hurt?
the last time they touched vs the first time they touch again.
from the burning sting of the punch, to the cold and threatening sterile caress.
letting all my insecurity devour me with certainty that love is just a currency
— so take my pockets, take me whole, take my life and take my soul
i'll never know if there's danger in confession,
or it's memory that presses, like a blade against my throat. another word and i could choke
so don't wait for me, don't wait for me
— it's not a happy ending
(watch as i slip away for your sake)
when working on my commission @sunflowerpau_ was too kind to give me a second sketch from the second chapter of celeb au 🥺 "relax adora, it's just us." AS IF THIS ISN'T ONE OF MY FAVOURITE MOMENTS FROM THE FIC !!! pau ur too kind i love this i love them MWAH