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wesawbears

I’ve been meaning to post Lailvarez despite my bad mood all day so:

Laila comes home from her last final exhausted. Normally so put together, today her hair is falling out of her messy bun and she’s pretty sure the bags under her eyes look like they were tatooed there. She kicks her boots off and basically glides face first onto the bed.

Alvarez laughs while trailing her hand through her hair. “Rough day, baby?”

“You have no idea,” comes the muffled reply into the pillow.

She hears Sara huff out a laugh and hears rustling.

“Since I knew you would say that…”

Laila looks up and sees a small golden bear toy holding a pillow that says “You’re Beary Sweet” on it.

Any other day, Laila would crack up at the sight, but today, the fact that her girlfriend thought to do this for her made her almost tear up. Instead of being embarrassing and doing that though, she tackles Sara to the bed and assaults her face with kisses.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!”

Sara laughs. “If I thought it would get this response, I’d buy you a bear every day.”

Laila grins and ignores that. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Sara said, rubbing their noses together before pulling Laila in for a kiss.

They last three minutes before hearing a door open to Jeremy’s horrified voice exclaim, “In front of Mr. Bear???”

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cat-alvarez

T H E   F O X H O L E   C O U R T

↳  #8 NICKY HEMMICK “It’s about family. Not necessarily the one we were born with, but the one we choose. This one. The people we trust to be part of our lives. The people we care about.”
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Sometimes he was nothing but it, and sometimes, it was nearly forgotten. And beneath it all, he felt the oldness of Cabeswater. The strangeness. There was something true and inhuman at its core. It had been there so many centuries before him, and it would exist for centuries after. He would be Cabeswater’s hands and Cabeswater’s eyes, but he wouldn’t be Cabeswater. He would be Adam Parrish.

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