I had to have the heart-eye pics right next to each other, but I actually don’t know how to do that.
I can’t wait to get in a part of a wordplay as foreplay where I get to use this because fucking look at them I’m dying here.
edit: Now that @seepunkrun has taught me how, I can have them really side by side…smaller, but clearly heart-eyeing each other.
And I’m TOTALLY working these looks in to my fic. jfc.
Throwback post for more Pinto de Mayo inspiration. Surely this merits a fic (and I honestly can’t remember if I worked this into a story or which one it may have been)
The memory was so faint, and
yet so visceral, Chris wasn’t sure if it was a dream or not.
He was younger, 13 or 14 maybe.
He’d gone out at night when he wasn’t supposed to be—he’d been grounded—but he
had desperately wanted to meet up with his friends at the carnival that had
been set up on the old fairgrounds near the school he attended.
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