Cried Over This In The First Read And Crying Over This Again For The Nth Time - Blog Posts

seven(ish) sentence sunday!

this past week and a half i’ve been in SUCH a weird headspace for writing— falling into imposter syndrome, comparing my work to others, just generally feeling stuck. but last night i was finally able to put pet to paper and be happy with what came out!

thank you SO much for the tags @kiwiana-writes and @hgejfmw-hgejhsf !

have some kensington divergence angst 😌

Loving Henry was like that.

Like he’d suddenly been able to see the world around him in high definition. Like these pieces of himself that had always been muffled and far away were suddenly at his fingertips, accessible and beckoning. Like his body was suddenly mapped entirely anew—nerve endings attuned to the electricity of Henry’s touch, fingers trained to slot perfectly against Henry’s own, or against the dip of his waist.

Alex came alive with it, ready to take the world between his teeth and savor every morsel of it. Smiling brighter, laughing louder, feeling more.

Loving Henry had awoken something in him.

Loving Henry had almost killed him.

no pressure tagging so many lovelies! @affectionatelyrs @inexplicablymine @read-and-write- @happiness-of-the-pursuit @ssmtskw @firenati0n @leaves-of-laurelin @wordsofhoneydew @anincompletelist @rockyroadkylers @mainstreamelectricalparade @gayrootvegetable @piratefalls @princehgejfmw @magicandarchery @leojfitz