The credit for the idea of a Graphic Gallery goes to starfragment.

All graphics made for SAVIOR COMPLEX, by me or otherwise, will be uploaded here.

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We're gonna do it together. And we're gonna make it work. You and me and history, remember? We're just gonna fucking fight. Because your it, okay? I'm never gonna love anybody in the world like I love you. So, I promise you, one day we'll be able to just be, and fuck everyone else.

Red, White and Royal Blue, Casey McQuiston

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❝ God, Peter, just promise me. Don't die, please. ❞

❝ His heart felt as if it was collapsing in on itself. It was about Amelia's shoes tossed beside his. It was also about her books for the next week stocked on his table. Her laying lazily on his bed. It wasn't just her being such an intricate and indispensable part of his life, but of her living with him in his life, that the feeling that took hold at this commonplace scene was all-encompassing. It drowned Peter. He did know its name. He didn't want to say it. Love, love, love. ❞

❝ Her heart stilled. One phrase filled her until she was drowning in it. I love you, I love you, I love you. She wouldn't say that out loud, of course. ❞

❝ Something in her makes me gentle. Makes me shy. Makes me strong. Makes me happy to be alive. And maybe that's it, maybe that's what it really comes down to. She makes me. Makes me whole. She completes me. So, here's the thing ─ God . . . I know I complain a lot, and I know that you and me ─ we've got issues, but right now, just for tonight . . . Thank you for her. Thank you. ❞

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Right after he spoke, Blue threw her arms tightly around his neck. Right after he spoke, she pressed her face into the side of his. Right after he spoke, she held him like a shouted word. Love, love, love.

The Raven King, Maggie Stiefvater

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