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❝ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ, ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴍʏ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ, ɪᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ PΔIΠ.❞ — Win or lose, @BrokeHerCode, I'm not goin' anywhere. I promise. 「#MarvelRP ⊗ #AU」

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Replying to @BrokeHerCode
⊗ @BrokeHerCode ⊗ This wasn't happening. This /couldn't/ be happening /now/. Before the war, Logan had… twishort.com/eBsmc
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|| making sure i can keep this account x
|| Well... My other dog died today. Will likely be sporadic and spotty and just..wherever muse is for a while.
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❝ᴴᴼᴺᴱᵞ, ᴵ ᴿᴼˢᴱ ᵁᴾ ᶠᴿᴼᴹ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴰᴱᴬᴰ, ᴵ ᴰᴼ ᴵᵀ ᴬᴸᴸ ᵀᴴᴱ ᵀᴵᴹᴱ.❞ ⊗ Hunting active RP'ers ⊗ Aggressively descriptive ⊗ #Skittle ⊗ RT?
So rather than try to sleep anymore, he's just laying there with @BrokeHerCode, quietly watching her stomach as she sleeps.
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It's almost 4:30 in the morning, and Logan is /still/ awake. He can't sleep. He's tried.
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— turning his eyes to Callie's. After everything that's happened lately, they needed this moment... /He/ needed this moment. xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ of his neck, pressing up on her toes to lay her forehead on his. She rests her other hand below his, too, just looking at him. xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
— helps a little, though, and he relaxes a little more, taking another deep breath before actually smiling just a little, — xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ of his neck, pressing up on her toes to lay her forehead on his. She rests her other hand below his, too, just looking at him. xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
— right all at the same time, and Logan's internally having a meltdown over the sudden reality hitting him. Callie doing what she's done — xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ of his neck, pressing up on her toes to lay her forehead on his. She rests her other hand below his, too, just looking at him. xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
This...is odd. It feels /odd/. It feels almost /wrong/ after the things he's done...but at the same time, it doesn't. It's wrong and it's — xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ of his neck, pressing up on her toes to lay her forehead on his. She rests her other hand below his, too, just looking at him. xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
— going to happen just from him doing that. xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ away again, but when he said /that/, she stopped, a small smile tugging at her lips as she let his hands go. "...Of course.." xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
— he very, very lightly sets his hand on her stomach, letting out an almost relieved breath upon realizing that /nothing/ is — xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ away again, but when he said /that/, she stopped, a small smile tugging at her lips as she let his hands go. "...Of course.." xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
— doing this, because nothing will /happen/, but he is. He has to do it eventually, though, and after taking a deep breath, — xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ away again, but when he said /that/, she stopped, a small smile tugging at her lips as she let his hands go. "...Of course.." xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
Swallows, licking his lips some before turning his eyes to her stomach again. He doesn't even know himself why he's so /terrified/ of — xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ away again, but when he said /that/, she stopped, a small smile tugging at her lips as she let his hands go. "...Of course.." xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
— her stomach as best he can. xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ "You won't lose me...or them. I just...I /can't/ do this without you, and so far, it almost feels like I am..." xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
— because that's only hurting the people it's supposed to help. "...can I..?" Eyes flick up finally, hands gesturing towards — xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ "You won't lose me...or them. I just...I /can't/ do this without you, and so far, it almost feels like I am..." xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
— like this...just like there was no excuse for treating Laura like he did. Maybe he really /should/ stop trying to run away from this, — xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ "You won't lose me...or them. I just...I /can't/ do this without you, and so far, it almost feels like I am..." xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
— fer us both, an' I'm.." Trailing off, Logan shakes his head some. There's no excuse for this. There's no excuse for treating Callie — xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ "You won't lose me...or them. I just...I /can't/ do this without you, and so far, it almost feels like I am..." xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
"I'm here, I jus'..." He takes a deep breath, squeezing her hands a little, though his gaze is still on her stomach. "...this is new — xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…
+ "You won't lose me...or them. I just...I /can't/ do this without you, and so far, it almost feels like I am..." xitter.gq/dulledclaws/status/901…
— right. He can't avoid it forever. "...yeah, well. Join the club," he mumbles finally, returning his gaze to hers, and then — xitter.gq/brokehercode/status/90…