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"Hi Bacon!" He offers, hesitantly, sheathing his sword and holding up a hand to show him that he's no longer a threat.
Bacon shoots him a glare. Fuck you, it spits, along with a multitude of other things that probably shouldn't be put into words.
Planet expects to feel insulted, maybe a bit angry, but all he feels is that the pull in his chest lightens when Bacon looks at him. He smiles and swallows his pride, throat bobbing.
"Sorry," he says. He's not sure if he means it or not, but he continues regardless. "I-"
But Bacon is gone, and Planet feels like he's dying.
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after reading thisi feel like my heart DID get pulled lit of my chest with bare hands. such a good display of their dynamic i love this so much,,, c:
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BRO. BRO
on reread… oh dear (i miss them)
on reread (again)
"Parrot says death is white, a blinding white like Planet's hair, staring at the sun, and long expanses of forever. But forever is only a blink in time, so Mapicc argues that death is black, like that of Planet's eyes, a light-polluted night sky, and claustrophobic small spaces.
But for Bacon, all he's ever known is red."
genuinely so gorgeous im cryinf.
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hehehe