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II saw how drained he was, had been for months now, writing and practicing, and then some more, all the while giving weakly reassuring smiles and saying that he couldn’t complain, as if he was trying to convince himself that it was justified, that he simply didn’t deserve attention or rest, like it was written into the foundation of the universe.
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- Part 1 of what wounds you've got
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Vessel should have been in his room, as far as IV remembered, but he tended to move quietly and could have been somewhere else in the house. Still, IV didn’t like the weird silhouette he caught a glance of in the dimly lit room.
III pushed down on the handle and peeked inside for a few moments while IV was close behind, trying to get another look, mind running a mile a minute about what could have possibly gotten into their partner’s room from outside. A bird? Some kind of rodent?
“Four?”
“Do you see it?” IV was trying to get a glimpse but III was blocking his way.
III’s voice was full of disbelief as he opened the door further. “Is that a baby?”
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He was covered with two blankets, with the lower one tucked tightly around his neck and chin. His hands were lying at his chest, uselessly tangled in the soft material that felt like it was pulling him further down as he mumbled, “I don’t wanna be sick.”
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Now Go When You're Ready (My Head’s Getting Heavy Pressed Against Your Arm) by bubatron
Fandoms: Sleep Token (Band)
13 Oct 2025
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I was there, still, even though it made no difference.
It did, to me, and, in the sentimental parts of my mind, it did to you, too, sometimes, even when there was no way for you to know.
Maybe you did, regardless, like you said: you’d know me anywhere; even stuck in the waiting room to the afterlife, it seems.
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He pulled his sleeves over his hands and swallowed around the lump in his throat. It tasted like tears: warm and stupid and useless.
“Two, I–” His face felt hot as he tried to sniffle it all back, to try and be normal and okay, but he failed, like so often, with so many other things. His throat tightened, and he had to swallow again before attempting to speak. “I’d really like a hug if that’s okay.”
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- Part 2 of what wounds you've got