126. I can love you so many different ways
THREE TYPES OF LOVE MEME
This meme deals with three types of love, angsty, sweet, and twisted! Please note that there are triggers abound!
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This meme deals with three types of love, angsty, sweet, and twisted! Please note that there are triggers abound!
- Post your characters and include preferences (if any!)
- Others reply.
- Go to RNG and enter numbers 1-3 to get a love type, then 1-12 to get a scene.
- Or go for the record and try to play 1 of each type of love!
- ( Read more... )
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He almost seems to zone out for a second, feeling strangely detached, like the world has suddenly shifted on its axis. And when things start to take shape again, they're off--gravity is pulling him a little oddly, against his door instead of down into the seat, and everything...hurts. His head, his chest, arms, legs, everything, and he's vaguely aware of something cold and wet rolling down the side of his face, down his neck, staining his shirt.
He takes a heavy, painful breath, sharp pain exploding in his ribcage, but it's ignored in lieu of a deeper fear. ] K...Kurt--
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...Except then he hears that painful intake of breath, his choked voice... And fear, greater than he's ever felt, grips his heart. Immediately, he's unbuckling and sliding toward Finn (at somewhat of an angle, due to the car's positioning). And there's just... there's so much blood. Tears spring to his eyes so quickly it burns, but he doesn't care. He chokes back a sob, moves in even closer and unbuckles Finn's seat belt so at least he's no longer being strangled by it.] F-Finn... oh my god... Y-you...
[Ignoring the searing pain in his shoulder, he brings both hands up to hold Finn's face, thumbs brushing his cheeks (smearing blood, but again he doesn't fucking care). Tears are streaming down his face, making several cuts absolutely sting. He ignores that, too.Y-you're ( ... )
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Even still, he's more worried about Kurt. He's terrified that Kurt is injured (if not as badly as he is, then maybe worse), so he keeps trying to move in spite of the pain, because...god, even the thought is enough to practically make Finn's heart seize, the dark, painful feeling of being hollowed out. (He's not sure when Kurt became so important to him. But he is. He is.)
So it's actually...a bit of a relief when Kurt slides close to him, because that means he's able to move, and Finn actually smiles a little when the smaller boy's hands cup his cheeks. He tries to speak again--air wheezes ( ... )
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[He shakes his head again, starts unbuttoning Finn's shirt, hindered by how much his fingers, his hands are shaking. He just needs to check, he needs to see how much he's hurt... It sounds like his chest and.. and there's so much blood.] You have to be okay... You have to be okay, Finn, I... [He gives up on the buttons, only managing to get about four undone before he leans in, presses a kiss to Finn's forehead, to the bridge of his nose, to his lips, hands once again cupping his cheeks.] I love you.. I love you.. F.. F-fuck, Finn, I never stopped loving you, you can't... You have to be okay!
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Which is about where he starts taking better stock of what's happening to himself, and...if he hadn't been able to tell on his own, the absolute heartwrenched terror on Kurt's face tells him that it...it must be bad. Really bad. Breath is painful to take and whistles oddly, his limbs feel like they're slowly filling with lead, and he's...cold, he feels cold even in the still-too-hot summer night air, and it all...can only mean one thing ( ... )
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He's speechless. There aren't any words... Instead of speaking, he just strokes Finn's cheek over and over, trembling fingers caressing... and gives him soft, gentle kisses... Chaste and sweet, but so full of emotion. After a moment, he speaks the first thoughts that come to his mind, whispering against Finn's skin, his mouth.] I don't think.. I could ever... ever love anyone this much...
[He takes in a deep, shaky breath, rests his forehead gently against Finn's, ( ... )
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Those words try to skirt over his head, muted, as though they're separated by deep water...and Finn is sinking deeper. But it's...it's too important. He's looking into Kurt's terrified, heartbroken eyes, can feel the smaller boy's tears falling onto his face and stinging lightly in the scrapes, can see the blood staining his nimble fingers and soft lips, and he forces himself out of it--god, at least for Kurt's sake, at least for as long as he can.
He replays what Kurt had said in his head, and once he manages to grasp them, it's...hard to explain the feeling. As though his heart is swelling with emotion to the point that it breaks, spilling everywhere inside of him, because while...while he loves that Kurt loves him this much (and he always had, hadn't ( ... )
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[It's then that he realizes Finn's even having trouble listening to him, that it must be difficult for him to even comprehend what he's saying. He quickly wipes at his tears, trying to clear his vision more. Then he slips into Finn's seat beside him, careful not to move him too much. He knows Finn must be in... so much pain, and he doesn't want to cause any more. Still, he desperately needs to be close to him. With care, he finally gets the shirt unbuttoned and, as gently as he can manage, he pulls it away from Finn's body. He doesn't take it off completely - he's too worried about causing Finn more pain. Instead, he lets it hang off of Finn's arms, and moves back in to kiss his bare shoulder, ( ... )
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