sleepover - hayley kiyoko with any member :)))
Sleepover (Twice: Sana)
genre: angsty, suggestive - word count: 493
Your mind has been hazy for a bit. Every last bit of your thoughts, concentration and desires consumed by Sana.
Sometimes you'd wonder how she didn't know how you felt for her. You often felt like it was written all over your face. If not the way you looked at her, then surely it had to be the way you shuddered whenever she'd trail her soft fingers up your arm...or the way you couldn't help but smile sheepishly when she kissed your cheek for hello or goodbye.
At times you'd be convinced that she knew just how much you adored her, but then she'd call you friend in that gentle voice of hers, and you'd start your cycle over.
Get over it, you'd try to convince yourself. It's better to have her as a friend, than not at all...
How unbearable it is to have someone so close, but so far away at the same time. Sana would hold you, and somehow it would be feel euphoric and tragic at the same time. Whenever she'd play with the rings on your fingers as she blushed and went on and on about some guy she liked, you couldn't truly figure out whether to laugh or cry.
You craved her close to you, but the closer she came the more alone you felt. The sleepover were the worst. For the life of you, you couldn't figure out whether it was hurt, or comfort that you felt when with her then.
There was no way to sleep peacefully next to her. Not with the way she plagued your dreams. Those were full of thoughts of her voice, hushed and whispering sweet nothings as she'd move closer to you. You would watch her as she approached and her soft lips locked with yours. In your wildest dreams, she'd take your hand to find the delicate skin of her tummy and she'd guide you down- all the way until her lips would part and the prettiest gasp escaped them, until she'd have to stifle moans of your name. Moans for you, and only you.
In your favourite dream of all, she'd look you in the eyes and tell you that she loved you - in the way you wanted to be loved by her. If only she'd love you even half as much as you did her, you'd be satisfied.
Although haunting, those were your favourite dreams. Dreams of her. Then in the morning, when the rays of sunlight would shine through your window, you would admire the beautiful person sleeping next to you, and smile. Whenever she'd subconsciously reach for you in her sleep, intertwining her fingers with yours and smiling slightly, you'd be reminded: to at least have, and be able to hold her was the one thing stopping reality from being a nightmare. You might never be able to love her the way you truly did, but at least you had her in your head.
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zero really looked the wol dead in the eyes and asked “why does zenos call you babygirl?”. incredible
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Hozier live
I simply cannot
Take me to church made me cry- him and the crowd- the equal parts righteous queer anger and love
It was palpable
The whole thing was amazing.
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nothing beats opening my tumblr and seeing @moon-swoons and @fucksurass going at it again
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hollow mind changed everything forever.
the symbolism of luz constantly reaching out with her right hand. the constant bird imagery. flapjack's name reveal. the scene revealing the kid as belos with the portraits of belos' actions against himself framing that gruesome transformation and you understand why he's like that. the evolution upon rewatch. the subtle shifts in facial expressions and body language. hunter subconsciously shielding luz all. the. time. the birds. the parallels between hunter being pulled underground in hollow mind and hunter being pulled underground in asias. luz reaching into her pocket for glyphs when belos reveals himself but she doesn't actually use any because how do you even act in that situation, they could die, she's doing the only thing she can. the palpable difference between luz's shock and hunter's shock. the visceral fear i remember feeling upon first watch. some of these scenes live in my head rent free. i am always thinking about them. the fact that they went through all that. the fact that no one else really understands to the full extent. the tragedy of it all. the necessity of it all.
the constant attention to hunter's cloak motion, the hair motions, the fluidity of the animation. the fact that the palismen have a different effect on the memory portraits. luz's intense emotions, hunter's denial, the constant concern and care and they're looking out for each other even though they're trying to convince the other of their stance. the fact that hunter is trying to convince luz (and later on, himself) instead of just fighting her. the composition. the birds. the parallel between belos crushing that bird in hollow mind and. and that thing we don't talk about in th.
and the parallels between the characters and the memory portraits. the framing. the cinematography. the building dread and anxiety. the background storytelling. the way everything folds together. gosh. luz and hunter's interactions going forward all being influenced by that shared experience. that episode almost gets to the point of haunting the narrative (like some other people we know) because it influences so much. major turning point. ghh.
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