Why Is This Adorable Yet Strangely Heartbreaking? The Parallels Between Both Men Raising Children Alone

Why is this adorable yet strangely heartbreaking? The parallels between both men raising children alone when they could have been doing it together. Existing unaware of one another, connected under the same sky.

Parenting 101 (Fate the Winx Saga)

storyline by @lilshitwayne​, art by moi

Silrah + 28

#28: ...as a lie. (I'm also counting this as desperately [#10)] in grief [#12]; because they're running out of time [#38]; requests from @veritaserum07 @lustrouswhite and anonymous)

"Is Ben close?"

Saul's hands trembled against the wound, pale spiders of flesh against webs of blood. Farah clung tighter to his wrist: hot, sticky, wet.

His face was ashen, lips merely ghosts of former red; his eyelids flickered in the moments between the grimaces of pain and the upward supplication into her eyes. When his eyes did land on hers, she could see the effort it took to focus on her.

But worst of all, to her, was the tide leaving him. His emotions had shifted from panic and fear to tightened anguish, the heights draining away into nothing.

He couldn't be numb. He couldn't be nothing. He couldn't... not be.

She tightened her grip on his wrist as if it would control her own emotions, the spikes of helplessness, the flares of desperation, and the endlessly spiralling despair clawing its way up her abdomen.

"Just hold on, Saul, he's almost here."

Saul's jaw went slack although his lips separated, like he was going to say something else, but then another spasm wracked his body and his expression contorted. He stamped both hands harder against his stomach.

When he spoke again, Farah heard his rattling exhale echo in her own chest. "Is he here now?"

The decision was easy. The decision that they had danced around for twenty years because it was too difficult: the blood made it easy. The pain. The chilly wind that whipped over the hill deserted but for the two of them.

She leaned down and pressed her lips to his cool ones. His eyes again flickered open, struggling to take in Farah's face inches from his own, and his mouth opened further in a gasp and invitation all in one.

"Farah?"

"Yes, Saul." Her voice was miraculously steady although the earth was falling beneath her, tilting on its axis, vanishing with her soul. "You can let go. He's here now."

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saundreas

Literally canon. Psychosexually obsessed with each other. Freud would kill people to sit these two down.

I adore the canon of these two, I love Saul being willing to murder Andreas for his morals and for the team he picked (Farah), I love Andreas being willing to walk away on his son, his best friend and his moral code for the general that he picked (Rosalind).

I love Andreas coming back and still being just as obsessed with Rosalind as before. I love that he holds this over Saul's head. I love that he gives zero fucks about Sky. I love that he doesn't care that Saul murdered him, but he cares that Sebastian was a teacher's pet following Silva around, I love that he can recognize Saul's handwriting with one glance even 16 years after, I love that he never once asks for forgiveness.

I love that Saul regrets killing Andreas, but that he would do it again. I love that he almost had to do it again. I love the thinly veiled insult in Saul's voice whenever he refers to Andreas to Sky. I love the disdain, I love the smugness, I love the "Andreas was probably jealous bc I gave you my father's sword", I love how immediately Saul dislikes Beatrix, I love how he comes this close to calling Andreas an animal.

I love that Saul sabotages Andreas without even knowing by building a shrine to a man who never existed. I love how much that is a hate declaration as much as a love declaration.

I like that they're dysfunctional. I love that Andreas is a complex character who's both victim and perpetrator of abuse. I love Saul's complicated morality, about the fact he set up Sky for disaster knowingly, about how he withheld his love because of his own sensibilities.

I want these incredibly capable, flawed characters to fuck and kill each other, in whatever order comes first.

“What is alive and what isn’t and what should we do about it?”

Chained

@septemberrie was so kind and reminded me that I never posted this drawing on here!

Have some whump Saul in prison my darlings.