i bought my soul back from the devil
skins naomi/emily. future! fic. Still ten years after they have met and loved each other, Emily can't sleep in anything but a pair of old blue striped boxer, stolen from her girlfriend when they were seventeen.
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I feel like someone just punched me in the chest, smirked, stole my drink and walked off.
The punchiness of this is part of what makes it, how you've said all these tiny little things and made them so massive.
I absolutely love this: She doesn't tell her she wears them because part of her thinks that if Naomi leaves, this is the one thing she will come back for.
I guess there's hope in it really, though, because they come back to each other, which is what we all want for Emily and Naomi really. They're meant to be together, through fuck ups and failures and successes.
Blimey. Excellent work ♥
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This.
Oy. This is heartwrenchingly terrible and slowly inevitable and yet..just...ahhh. I can't. I cannot even.
Well done, my friend.
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