A poem on love, loss, and truths left unspoken—from Frank’s perspective.
They hold secrets, these petals under dim lights and soft silences of words left unsaid and reverence expressed. They remember my mourning my guilt of love lost, and fear of the pain in another found. They tell of regrets and remorse on which we stand, and keep between us the aching longing that lingers. They reflect you pure and good, wrapped in thorns of the past your soul and the hope you protect. They promise my adoration, loyalty to you, to your gentleness my endless appreciation for all you offer. They are a new beginning an invitation of intimacy a first step towards being worthy.
by MauRomance
people who write fics. how do you feel about comments on super old ones you wrote like 2+ years ago
the fanfiction in my head is soooo good wish you guys could see this
forgive me father for sometimes i just say things
When I was “I want him” about a male character im not saying I wanna fuck him. I want him like a spoiled little girl wants a pony, I want to him so I can put him on my shelf for safekeeping, I want him like a good hearty stew on a winter’s evening, I want to put him in a jar and shake it.
good morning is it 2026 yet
DAREDEVIL | S02E11 ".380"
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maybe this is just me idk
When your man takes off his beard and you see him with no bruises for the first time ever and you're trying and failing not to stare at his handsome face.