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onelichtwolich · 3 years

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hi, just lettin folx know that both the twins are on indefinite hiatus. dunno when im going to be back, if i am. ive met a lot of great people on here. nothing else to say.

peace

--alex

#ooc

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onelichtwolich · 3 years

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As soon as Lup can get enough bearings to do so, she bolts for the Mistwood.

All she can think about is all the time she’d spent back home worrying about Kay, wondering if somehow she’d dreamed the drow with loving silver eyes up herself, trying desperately to figure out a way to get back to rescue her, just like she promised (promised Kay or herself?), just like she--

“Kay.” For what must be the millionth time, she says the name, feeling it on her lips and tongue and trying to know the reality of it, of the girl who stands in front of her. It’s almost dreamy; she’s still dazed, still trying to grasp the reality of everything, but she shakes her head. “Kay...?”

Lup reaches out cautiously and ruffles her hair and then, when she’s certain it’s all real, she instantly pulls the girl close and tight as she can, tears pouring down her cheeks. “Kay...!! Kay, I’m so sorry--I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to go--I was trying so hard to get back here, I swear...!!”

Trying to regain a hold of herself, she pulls back slightly, wiping some tears from her eyes and holding Kay’s face in her hands, inspecting her. “Are you okay? Have you been--no one’s hurt you or anything, right? I--I’m sorry, I’m such a bad...”

It registers after a minute. Her sobs die down.

“...mom.”

It’s sobering, the realization she’s--she’s Kay’s mom now. Not a surprise, obvi--’course not, she’s been thinking of Kay as her daughter this whole time--but it gets her to draw herself up all the way, take some deep breaths, and try to be strong for her girl. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” she whispers, squeezing her tight again. “I’m so sorry, buttercup, but I love you and I didn’t want to leave, I promise.”

@onelichtwolich

Kay’s been dividing her time pretty equally between the city and living with her roommates in the Mistwood. It’s rare that she’s home alone in any case, but it happens. She’s sitting upside down on the couch, debating what to do with her afternoon when the silence of the woods is suddenly very loudly disturbed.

They don’t get a lot of visitors, so Kay’s startled by the near frantic pounding on the door. One of Link or Shadow’s friends, maybe? She peeks out the window, ears perking up as she gets a good look at them. Red robe, pink hair… there’s no mistaking her as Kay flings open the door.

“Mom?!”

#ic #spiderstaff #kay 7

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onelichtwolich · 3 years

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redlichbluelich:

“Lup–” he has a hand around her back instantly, present and gentle but anxious. He doesn’t know if she’s real– doesn’t know if this is some cruel joke being played on him, to have a loved one brought back just to witness their suffering– but he’ll do anything for her anyway. He’d fall willing into a trap to spare her any pain.

“Yeah, it’s– it’s the hole. You’re… back in the city. It’s been a little while for me, but I– I dunno about you.”

There isn’t much he can do for her here, but he tries to keep her upright. He starts to gently guide her, to see if she’ll come with him, and maybe they can get back towards the house.

“I’m here now. Just try’n keep calm, okay? How are you feeling?”

“How’m I... ...feeling...?”

It’s a strange question for a multitude of reasons, the first and not least of which being that looking into the hole must’ve been a mistake. Black curtains linger on the edge of her vision, black glass forming at her feet as she walks, and the entire world feels like the dream she’s been led to believe it is. In the center of the fever dream is, of course, Barry, clearly meaning to be a comfort; as it stands, it’s just more confusing.

“I don’t... ...you didn’t know about the city,” Lup manages, voice only half there as she looks at him. “I--I tried to tell you about it, I tried to tell you they needed help, I tried to tell you about her and that she needed our help but you didn’t know...!!” She backs away from him a little, jutting a very unsteady finger outwards. “No matter how much I tried, I said, you didn’t know...!!”

She’s trembling; she swears there’s someone right behind her, right where she turned her back, and she whips around. Everything is closing in and distorting and she doesn’t know--she doesn’t know what’s real, she can’t tell, she--

“You said you believed me, though,” she realizes, even through her tears and unsteadiness. “You did, you were just... ...just confused, when I talked about it, but...”

“I knew I had to get back, because... ...because of her, because... ...of Kay. But--but I couldn’t get back. So then, no one knew what I was talking about, so I just thought... ...it didn’t...”

Everything is too hot. She takes a deep breath, trying to center herself. A flash of black curtains, and she backs up some more, then takes another deep breath to try to shake it off. “I--I dunno which one’s real. I guess I’ll figure it out if I wake up, like I usually do.”

“Okay, then. Let’s... ...let’s go.”

Hesitantly, she grabs his arm again.

#ic #redlichbluelich #barry 11

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onelichtwolich · 3 years

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reblog if your muse is ( D R A M A T I C ™ )

#big ol' moodaroo

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onelichtwolich · 3 years

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Lup blinks into consciousness with a buzzing from her jacket pocket.

She... ...what was she just doing, last...? It didn’t feel like this, whatever it was. This felt different a second ago, the stuff in front of her wasn’t--there, but she didn’t go through any kind of portal or wormhole or--she--she was just--and at first she was so freaked out but just--

--unable to sleep at night, staring up at the ceiling and occasionally dipping her head down to the bottom bunk to see Taako (that bothers her, too; she’d been sleeping in the same room as Barry for so many cycles, but now something about him seems different). He tries to wave her off, pretend he doesn’t know what she’s talking about when she mentions the demiplane, the one with ‘creesh and Barry and everyone sharing a house, the one with that little drow (you remember her, right, Bear? she tries multiple times, to blank stares). She’s getting fed up, angry; they can’t just abandon the people on that world, and if anyone were going to back her up, it should be him by now.

Taako tries to ignore it for fear of encouragement, but the brother doth protest too much, and she can read him like fucking book: he remembers.

No one else seems to, and she starts to think that maybe it was some weird dream. Maybe she made it up, the something about her umbrella and darkness, something that makes her leave doors and windows open. Maybe she dreamed it all, the fog so thick you could forget who you are, the events defying explanation, the drow looking up at her with those big, silvery eyes... The robot? There was a robot, there had to have been a robot, Maggie you woulda gone nuts for this thing he was like, a gazillion feet tall--

(Taako rolling his eyes and making some quip about how she needs a new hobby as she shoves pancakes in her mouth, regaling the whole crew...)

Maybe it was a dream. Maybe it really isn’t real, the little girl she sees in her dreams, at the mercy of the Hunger. Maybe it really isn’t real, the house with so much open space, the feeling swelling in her heart as she’s surrounded by so much love even far from home, and maybe if it’s not real she can ignore the fact of her new staff, looking more... ...complicated than usual, and maybe--

--maybe she can forget the spirals and swirls of the--

“The hole,” she gasps, peering down into it with wide eyes. “The hole, it’s the hole, it’s the... ...what...?”

Lup doesn’t even notice Barry as she keels over and vomits.

@onelichtwolich

His breath stops when he sees the new name in his contacts list. He’s been checking it too often, even a month after the twins disappeared, and telling himself it’s pointless. But sometimes people come back, so he’s checking, and now there’s her name. He sends a text near immediately, fingers almost shaking too much to type coherently.

TO: Lup ☀ ♥ FROM: Barry Bluejeans

[txt] > are you at the hole? [txt] > I’m coming

And then he’s rushing there. Fortunately he isn’t too far, and it doesn’t take him too long to arrive where Lup is. On the way, he checks his phone again, but Taako isn’t there– just her.

He pauses as he reaches her, relieved and also increasingly apprehensive. The city is overdue for another event from the Stars– she might not be real, and he doesn’t have a definitive way to tell. But he’ll wait on that, for the moment. He’ll afford himself a little optimism.

“Lup, I– I’m so glad you’re back, I– I mean, I’m sorry, too, but being without you was…” he doesn’t finish the thought. He knows she knows. “Where were you? Are you okay?”

#ic #redlichbluelich #emetophobia tw #barry 11

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onelichtwolich · 3 years

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twins have officially been dropped bc i have covid-19

see you all on the other side of this hopefulyl

--alex

#ooc

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onelichtwolich · 3 years

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hello my friends!!!!

i regret to inform you, that my dad has tested positive for covid! he’s my caregiver and we have no way to socially distance, so if he has it, i either have it or will certainly get it soon

this year has been so hard and stressful, i am dropping out of Isola. i’ve had a wonderful time with all of you!!!! but!!!!! it is a hard year

i love you, please send good vibes our way, a kiss

--Alex

#ooc

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onelichtwolich · 4 years

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t𝒚𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 : 𝒅𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔

bold what definitely applies to your muse. italicize what somewhat applies to your muse.

𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙽 » toothy grins, stories around the campfire, clothes covered in pet hair, hot temper, old jeans, heartbeat in head, potatoes and steak, beaded jewelry, bruises like galaxies, mementos, backpack stuffed full, craigslist furniture, spontaneous road trips, air ripped from lungs

𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙳 » homemade bread, white lies, easily excited, trying on hats, band geek, pep talks, no impulse control, sunsets, vintage fashion, long showers, selfies, following dreams, rosy cheeks, song mash-ups, pink lemonade with tequila, loves easily, animated storyteller, full of comebacks

𝙲𝙻𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙲 » list of wishes, biting their tongue, band-aids and neosporin, shoulder to cry on, morning sun, necklaces, trial and error, homemade quilts, formal clothing, astrology fan, messages in bottles, pleated braids, speaking up for friends, feathers, motivational quotes, vivid dreams

𝙳𝚁𝚄𝙸𝙳 » bird watching, shy kid, wind chimes, trying to whistle, summer camp, apple orchards, lost in their head, glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling, hoodies, thrift shopping, saving worms off the sidewalk, pig latin, bare feet, thunderstorms, numb fingers, braided hair, naming potted plants

𝙵𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙴𝚁 » goosebumps, leather jackets, adventure, chewing nails, cares deeply but can’t show it, bronze locks, no sleep, taste of iron, netflix binges, never forgets, combat boots, stories behind scars, table for one, official soundtracks, sore calves, trusts themselves the most

𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙺 » always trying to be better, wanderlust, meditation, sweat pants, old photographs, yoga, sleeping in hammocks, nostalgia, minimalist design, a breath of fresh air, baby animals, volunteering, perfectionist, doesn’t care about fashion, healthy snacks, noticing the little things

𝙿𝙰𝙻𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽 » school uniforms, thick jackets, sleeping with the windows open, logical advice, scrapbooking, compasses, i fight for my friends, sculpture gardens, cold morning air, big soul, likes routine, secret romantic, last to get jokes, sunflowers, practical presents, misty weather

𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 » herbal tea, smell of rain, blinking away tears, camping trips, collecting bones, swiss army knives, first impressions, anxious thoughts, bobby pins, burnt marshmallows, too competitive, clothes lines, messenger bags, holding grudges, gets along better with animals than people

𝚁𝙾𝙶𝚄𝙴 » flirtatious sarcasm, candid photos, lost phone chargers, adrenaline rush, picking dirt out from beneath their nails, social chameleon, clashing clothes, self-deprecating jokes, claw machines, sits in chairs wrong, smudged eyeliner, has too many sunglasses, eats nothing or everything

𝚂𝙾𝚁𝙲𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚁 » infectious laugh, family trees, shivers down their spine, lipstick and roses, mood swings, clumsy, believing in destiny, high expectations, sleeping in darkness, collection of nail polish, passionate, good grades but never studies, poetry books, blowing kisses, not knowing their own strength

𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺 » knowing everyone’s secrets, backpack covered in pins, envy, being in walmart late at night, earl grey, selective memory, conspiracy theories and cryptids, keysmashing, need to know basis, can’t cook, bags under eyes, experimental art, flickering bulbs, black clothing all year long

𝚆𝙸𝚉𝙰𝚁𝙳 » piles of textbooks, cat in lap, keeping a diary, indecision, scented candles, studying alone in a café, lingering touches, museum dates, unanswered questions, taking on too much responsibility, collections, chalk dust, comfy robes, unnecessary apologies, coming home after a long day

#ooc #meme #i rly liked this one

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onelichtwolich · 4 years

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🎵!!!

THANK U JOTH!!!! :3

“Seashore” by the Regrettes (”I’m like nobody else, so you can just go fuck yourself / I do a lot of stupid stuff, but don’t act like you’re so tough / Fight fire with fire and you’ll get burned, hey, / I think right about now it’s your turn!!”) JUST A BADASS GIRL POWER SONG bc that’s the lup vibe. underestimate her and get ur ass handed to u. ;3

#ooc #meme #redlichbluelich

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onelichtwolich · 4 years

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ｂｏｌｄｗｈａｔａｐｐｌｉｅｓ

{ Italic for what partly applies }

╳ FLAWS.

♔ STRENGTHS.

🎨 SKILLS & HOBBIES.

#ooc #meme #WELL THIS WAS. FUN #underline pyrotechnics ninety times #she's her OWN pyrotechnics

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onelichtwolich · 4 years

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Send “🎵“ and I’ll reply with a song that’s related to my muse and I’ll explain why

I might analyze the lyrics telling you why it’s so fitting for my character or maybe just tell what aspects of the song make me think of my muse

#ooc #meme

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onelichtwolich · 4 years

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i have 3 capri suns! my life is so fun and sexy

#big ol' moodaroo #can't decide which twin vibes w this more so it goes in both

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onelichtwolich · 4 years

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What color is your soulmark?

Red

People with red soul colors are usually cheerful and active. They are optimistic and turn negative situations into a positive one. They are dreamers and visionaries, ready to aim high and achieve great things.

One thing this color is never short of is attention. Whether they’re actively seeking it out or getting it unknowingly, this color basks in the positive praise of others. Their charismatic and high energy personality draws people to them.

Often competitive, this color is always trying to outdo themselves. Perfection is a never ending goal, and they will constantly feel like they’re never doing enough. They’re always looking for new and exciting, often overlooking things that are a constant in their life and taking them for granted.

One thing that’s notable about this color is their explosive temper. Because they feel so deeply in what they do, they will often lash out when feeling threatened. They have a knack for saying things they don’t necessarily mean. However, it’s often short lived, as is their attention, and they will most likely forget about what angered them in the first place.

#ooc #meme #((ya this is p dang accurate LMAO))

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onelichtwolich · 4 years

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WHISTLER, James Abbott McNeill (1834-1903)

Nocturne in Black and Gold The Falling Rocket 1875 Oil on canvas Detroit Institute of Arts Ed. Orig. (Ed. Lic.: CC0 1.0)

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onelichtwolich · 4 years

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#big ol' moodaroo

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onelichtwolich · 4 years

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Lup was kinda hoping for some advanced notice.

Like, it’s not like Barry hadn’t wanted her to meet Rung before and mentioned him a whole bunch--she’s thrilled to see him, and the enthusiasm is immediately evident on her face. But oh, she should’ve had time to prepare, clean up, make herself look nice, bake him some goodies--wait. Does he like, eat stuff? See, this is stuff she all could’ve figured out before she met Rung, but things have been so chaotic lately, and--

--and it’s a surprise visit, an accident. Cool!

“Naw, but I can def tell him you dropped by,” Lup says, hoping she doesn’t sound too eager as she sticks out her hand. “Rung, right? I’ve heard so much about you! I’m Lup, his wife? I’m sure you’ve heard stuff about me too, or--”

She’s rambling, she’s too excited, oh man.

“--or maybe not, I don’t wanna be presumptuous, not like I’m so rad that people are just talking about me twenty-four sev or anything like that! But like, enough about me, uh, I can def get this stuff to him, do you... ...wanna come in?”

Whatever; she’ll just keep him from the godawful sloppy mess Taako’s space is at the moment, right? She’s a great host, don’t even trip. Family drama will not interfere with her ability to have a good time.

@onelichtwolich || starter call!

Rung’s enjoying running Iron Rose so far– it’s been lovely to chat with Hornet as they make new arrangements and figure out the whole how to grow flowers thing, but it’s also been quite the change to have a new job that doesn’t include getting to see Barry at the front desk every shift.

Rung hasn’t actually been seeing Barry any less often than before, but it feels like it sometimes. …enough to warrant a spontaneous and surprise visit one day after leaving the shop, a few marigolds clutched gently in one hand and a newly half-built model Lost Light in the other.

(It had been a slow day.)

Taako’s out front when he arrives– or at least he assumes it’s Taako before he gets a little closer and notices enough subtle differences in this person’s hair and appearance to be unsure of himself. Tucking the model away under his chest, Rung gives a little wave, a bright smile, and a friendly “hello!”

If this is Taako, Rung’s sure he’ll realize it soon enough. If not…

The mech straightens up, brushing off his biolights just in case he happened to pick up any loose dirt at the store. If this isn’t Taako, then this must be his first meeting with Lup, and he couldn’t bear to make a poor first impression.

Even if that impression is rather brief, because if the elf is out here, then–

“I take it Barry’s not in right now?”

#ic #beyond use #rung 1 #((FINALLY THEY MEET!!!!!! I LOVE))

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onelichtwolich · 4 years

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redlichbluelich:

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Some of the panic is subsiding. He’s still scared: scared of not knowing, of losing this connection, of losing the things he’s just barely keeping hold of somewhere in the depths of his mind. He’s desperate. But he’s starting to believe that it’ll be okay, somehow.

She mentioned space, before, and now stars, and travel. Something rings true there, something vast and dark and uncharted. Something angry and empty and perhaps not empty at all, eyes opening across the incomprehensible span of it, cold, but Lup is warmth.

Lup is a star in the swallowed darkness.

Unconsciously, he’s squeezing her hand so hard. He loosens the grip when he realizes, but he doesn’t let go either.

“I th–I think so?” It feels bad, to just think he remembers something, rather than just–remembering. But he knows what the stars look like, and he knows what being with her is like, right now, and he can imagine the scene with a clarity that doesn’t feel like just imagining.

“Okay,” he says, and it’s a commitment, a decision to be reassured by her words. “A… A trip,” he repeats quietly, because that means something. It’s connected to all of that about space, all of that warped enormity looming in the edge of his thoughts.

“It was–It was bad, wasn’t it?” A memory as simple as ‘a very long trip’ shouldn’t feel so huge and important and scary. Something ‘a long time ago’ wouldn’t be relevant now unless something went very wrong. “I mean–We didn’t–We meant to–”

His words get stuck where his brain does, and he looks into her eyes. He’s scared, and it’s obvious, but he’s also determined. It’s something big, lumbering at the edges of his mind. But– “I–I have to know.”

“Whatev–Whatever it–was.” His voice keeps breaking in irregular places, uncertain in a way he isn’t used to being. “It feels like–like something–important.”

Lup shouldn’t even bat an eyelash at this, so she doesn’t. It’s not at all surprising to her that Barry wants--no, needs--to know everything. That’s one of the things that defines him and the way he sees the world, and though sometimes he can get a little swept up in it, she loves it. She loves knowing that he’ll always try to get to the bottom of things with her, to explain things in a way that makes sense, to stare even scary and uncomfortable things in the eye. It’s brave; it’s charming; it’s important.

And she doesn’t want to think about how or why, but... ...he’s had too much taken from him already; her family, for reasons well-intentioned, still had so much kept from them, taken from them. Lucretia, Lup rationalizes, is included in this if anything; she lost years of her life, spent so much time alone. And then there’s Barry, this Barry in front of her and the one she saw earlier. Repeating his own name, seeming so utterly confused and robbed of anything.

So no, Lup’s not gonna keep anything from him. She makes that decision as soon as he presses. But it’s hard, because she doesn’t want him to have to re-experience all that grief and pain and confusion that losing Twosun meant. She doesn’t want to ravage his brain with something awful before she’s even had a chance to tell him the good things.

“It’s okay,” she says, when he seems unsure of the stars. “You’re doing great, okay? I’m right here.”

In typical Barry fashion, he starts to ask questions.

Lup takes a deep breath.

“Yeah, babe, it... ...it was bad. We were only supposed to be on the trip for two months, but um... ...we watched our planet’s end. From the ship.” She tries to sound soft while also remain resolute enough inside herself to have this conversation, taking a deep breath. “And I--I’m not gonna hide that from you. There were a lot of times where things were bad, real bad, and scary. We were up against something big and bad and horrible.”

But she holds tight to his hand, not even registering any discomfort she might feel at how much he’s clinging to hers. “But sometimes, we were the only ones who could be, and we... ...we saved a lot of people, too. We helped a lot of people; we saw a lot of different cultures and civilizations; we learned how to talk to sentient animals.”

She runs that thumb over his hand again, light and gentle. “We... ...got really close. I... ...I don’t want you to feel bad or obligated to remember. I promise, I--I don’t mind, I’ll always be with you. But I’ve known you... ...for one hundred years. And I’ve, um. ...I’ve loved you... ...for a good chunk of that.”

She risks that smile again, trying to reassure.

“I know... ...that’s a whole lot to process. Please, don’t strain yourself too much; I only tell you all this because... I know you deserve the truth. I know how much you need it. And I know... ...you’d want to know. So I--I hope that’s okay, I don’t want to stress you out--”

Her voice cracks, just a little.

Please, don’t cry.

“--but I... I really, really, really... ...care about you. And when I say we can get through anything? I mean anything. I just want--I need you to know that. I need you to know you’re strong; I need to know we’re strong. And we’ll get through this. Okay?”

So even though she’s shakier, raw with emotion, and so sick of being forgotten...

Lup keeps not letting go.

#ic #redlichbluelich #barry 10 #((tfw u love ur husband))

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