Makin’ sweet sweet love in a sick sick place
Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared, fanfiction tribute. Red & Duck Alternative Universe (as humans)
Scintillating. A new sort of feeling I grapple with as you plow into me, as you wildly ride me. You are the definition of that word.
You fucking sparkle, shine, like the brightest light. Brighter than any damn light in space. Luminous. Dripping with something beyond brilliant.
We have to endure such shitty days, everyday. Purgatory. Hell. I don’t know what it is. But when I’m with you, all the bullshit melts away.
And the trauma of our scars start to heal as we start speaking as I imagine stars do, in a sick place, holding each other, in love.
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he crosses his arms, he rolls his eyes, runs around, he’s never tired. He’s at the top of the residence building. He is deciding whether or not to steal. It’s an antique mirror worth hundreds of dollars. It is from an elderly woman his mother is friend’s with, he was working at the house to fix the shower head.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Comments (6)
Oh wow. This is raw and fabulous. Great job.
It certainly feels that way in the moment. Are the stars in the sky or circling our heads like a cartoon ring-a-ding? I prefer little tweetie birds to stars...
Poignant, beautiful, sticky & hot!
Love the title too Melissa!! 😁
Powerful and heated but it without it's charm - well done!
You Fucking Sparkle✨💖😉