"But the curse drummed a ceaseless command against every tender part of me, until it was all i could do not to lean my head back and sob."
THIS IS YEARNING AT ITS FINEST. A CURSE THAT FORCES YOU TO YEARN FOR YOUR ENEMY, HOLY FUCK, NOW THAT COOKS.
Anna, where are you, you need to read this immediately.
They abhor each other; the power dynamics, the trust they will build - this is my peak trope
— Mar 23, 2026 08:49PM
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