Need More Balloons

I love this so much you literally have no idea

baby brother!

I WANT TO READ ALL THE BOOKS, STUDY ALL THE LANGUAGES, ADMIRE ALL THE ART... BUT I AM JUST SO TIRED!!!

"Miles never went anywhere without carrying an air of his mother’s love about him, always obviously a boy who was loved. And to learn how to love at the table of a woman like Rio and a man like Jeff was to care and care and care until it became devotion."

- from this fic on ao3 (i never got over that quote. i've read it for the first time a year ago and it stuck with me still)

what do you mean it didn’t go this way,

<3

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