peter jefferson. @HCLLISHDCITY

@bxaute yes, actually, but he certainly can't explain why it came about. it just sort of did. he cuddled her, almost trying to protect her in his hold with a quiet grunt, and glanced up at her with a sigh. "Still ever dramatic, I see. I promise I will wake soon; you mustn't rush me."

@bxaute he said with a grin. "That is a trap." she needn't worry too much; he enjoyed familiarity. he hummed, nuzzling her tenderly with a purr. "I'm sorry, dear. If it's any comfort, I think I'm starting to wake up from my eternal weariness. I should be back on my feet soon."

@bxaute there was nothing to tell her. he didn't feel sick, and the servants didn't notice anything out of the ordinary when he was awake. he ate, went to the restroom, spoke to some of the servants or other family members, but nothing too strange or peculiar. "I won't answer that," +

@bxaute woman, maybe, but a woman nonetheless. Your emotions . . . Your simply human emotions . . . Are understandable. I've missed you as well."

@bxaute he continued to kiss her shoulder, his hands wrapping themselves around her waist to hold her close and nothing more. clingy? a bit. but of course he missed her, he's just very sleepy nowadays. some worry he's ill again, but he shows no sign of having a fever nor a cold. "My +

@bxaute something wrong? Have I been snoring? I'm sorry, you must wish to catch up on your beauty rest, though I'd argue you're stunning no matter what."

@bxaute "Oh, no." he started to plant gentle kisses along her shoulder blade, his eyes never once opening, and grunted. "I know women, and you, well enough to know that when they say nothing is troubling them, everything is troubling them, so I'll ask again: yes, darling? Is +

@bxaute siiiiiigs as well. "Yes, my darling?"

@bxaute who?? OH, right, their kid. that bitch. hm. he's cuddling her if that's the case.

@bxaute no no, please, just let him sleep.. please..

Happy pride month. Those who condemn the ones simply loving their partners or expressing who they are will burn in hell. ♡

chat about you making friends with someone who is clearly not your age. < he threw the cane back at him harshly, almost as if he held a grudge against him. > leave now, creature, and i promise your cherished cane will remain in one piece by the time you do.

break it up, break it up, break it up! < here comes an angry papa, probably because he heard polly's wailing. > < he took polly, looked at purple stuff and recognised him immediately, and snatched his cane from jane with a glare. > polly, your room. we need to have a little +

@bxaute stumble over her words like this. "It's difficult for you to call for help, so I am happy you told me at all."

@bxaute "I know, I know. Shh, I know, I know." he sighed through his nostrils, not needing any more details of her story. or perhaps not wanting any more details of her story. who's to say. the point is, peter already knew exactly what was happening to his beloved, and she didn't need +

@bxaute sensitively, as the other party can risk causing more damage to the person suffering from their mind already." he flinched when he said that. memories have become painful for him.

@bxaute "Mad? No, my dear, no." he frowned. "It . . . It would be unfair of me to be mad with you over this. When I was fused with our son, I saw many unspeakable thoughts plague his mind. Such acts must be dealt with promptly, that much is true, but they must also be dealt with +

@bxaute lives. I'm glad you showed this to me, for we can find a way to help break you out of this cycle together." that was the plan, yes. but what would he actually do? he'll figure it out as he goes.

@bxaute the sight woke him up, certainly, but it was seeing her tremble that held him back. easy. take a breath, count to ten, then speak. "Jane, I . . ." another breath. one, two, three... "Jane, it's all right to feel fear or numbness. Nobody is happy all the time all of their +