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I hate you so much for this but it's so gOOd

Why you gotta do me dirty like that 🥲

Tw - death, violence, battles, Bo fucking dies, grieving, based off of the battle scene in the Witcher

Across the battle field you saw him, Bokuto. This was how you had first met him. As the reigning monarch of the country you were introduced to the heads of your navy. Bokuto had been a little to eccentric for your taste. Very on the nose and inappropriate at times. Not to mention the flirting he seemed to do with everyone he got his hands on yet managed to seem so innocent in the meanwhile. His eyes were what won you over. Like molten gold he always said. That gaze and the fact you realised his supposed facade was very genuine. The grey haired man had chipped away at your walls and you found yourself falling rather quickly.

Which is what led you here. The man you loved, your husband as of a year ago, was staring at you across the battlefield. Fear must have been evident on your face because he ran over to cup it. Armour was cold against your dirt-clad face. His eyes were so captivating, making you feel like you were the only people on this battlefield of thousands.

“You’re stronger than this my love.” He yelled over the noises of the fighting, “we can do this. You can do this.”

You nodded, watching as he walked in the opposite direction. He turned to look at you with a smile.

The last you would see from him.

The arrow came in slow motion. You felt a deep pit form in your gut, stealing your breath as well as your remaining happiness. He didn’t look away from you while it came towards him. Maybe he didn’t notice, maybe he did and wanted you to be the last thing he saw. A slate grey point embedded itself in his eye. Piercing through the sight that had once brought you joy. As his body hit the ground, as did you.

The hollowness of your stomach bubbled up with despair, raw and heartbroken despair. The man you loved hit the ground in a slump. The body so full of life now lay in a heap in front of you. A scream thundered down your throat, echoing over the sounds of clashing swords and war cries. The sound of anguish was more powerful than the sound of war. So often is it that the sound of pain overcame the sound of the cause. Anguish and pure pain streamed out of your mouth, overflowing from you and cascading down the backs of the men around you. Little care came from you though, your eyes still fixated on clouded gold.

You knew he wanted to die a heroic death. It’s what he deserved after all, being the man he was.

But not like this, never like this.

Whoooooooo 🥂 to the beautiful fuckery of Brooke and Bobby!

This is an excellent playlist for a gorgeous complex fic 💖

somehow, the only thing between us has over 4,000 hits now! 😳 thank you to everyone who's reading, cheering, commenting, etc. I really appreciate all the support. 🥰 as a little celebration, i thought i'd share the playlist i listen to while i write them—i'm sure it's not everyone's taste, but maybe some of you would like it.

(sharing music is so personal and makes me so nervous, i wanna hide rn)

All my love belongs to you. You are its keeper.

❀ ﾟ. ༄ ┊ & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐘 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 ;

( my heart slams against my ribs when i think of the slaughtered nights i spent all over the world waiting to feel your touch. )

characters : ais / leander / kuras fandom : touchstarved quote cr : henry rollins a/n : each character is limited to 250 words! how canon is this ? it is not ✩°｡⋆⸜(ू˙꒳˙ )

↬ ais ࿐ ࿔

BLOOD IS NEVER MEANT TO BE A BEAUTIFUL THING, BUT THE SEASPRING IS A SIREN : A SALVATION AND DAMNATION ALL AT ONCE.

no, blood is not meant for greater things, the brilliant reflection in sanguine so alluring and tempting. blood is not meant for greater things, but ais has fallen prey to this siren, found coexistence with a terror that all should fear.

he does not know if it's a mistake, nor does he know if there is regret that dwells in this monstrous heart of his.

( it doesn't matter. monsters don't have hearts, anyway, and demons are no different. )

perhaps it is not a mistake for him, but it would be for you. you, who has carried this burden for all your life, only knowing it as a blessing until recent times. you, who stares into the seaspring with an unreadable expression, pupils dilated, fists clenched.

he does not know if he should stop you, break your thoughts away from a vicious ending. because your ending will be the ending of so many, minds a haze, memories lost and mixed with the masses.

"careful, sparrow," he leans down, face dangerously close to yours, "there are other ways to break my heart, you know-- if that's what you're trying to do."

he expects that familiar spark of anger in your eyes, but there is nothing but fear and uncertainty. you swallow hard, dare to move closer to him until your lips are only inches apart.

"convince me to stay, then."

↬ leander ࿐ ࿔

YOUR CURSE IS YOUR ORIGIN, FINGERTIPS DRENCHED IN MADNESS AND PROPHECIES FOREWARNED. YOUR CURSE IS YOUR ORIGIN / YOUR DOWNFALL / HIS SERENITY.

in a brave new world full of evils and betrayals, leander is the closest thing to sanctuary. you do not trust too easily nowadays, upbringing created from lies and horrid intentions. in your hands, there is a curse that brings ruin to you and another : your mind wreaked with havoc of guilt, theirs with the havoc of the knowing.

so you hide. you hide your hands, hide the black and gold that is so deeply dark yet bright all the same. because nothing good can come from your touch-- or so you think.

you have done this before, known it was safe, but there is something so frightening in this moment, your body trembling so violently that you almost give into the instinct to flee. but leander knows you all too well, grabs your hands before you can revoke them.

"it's okay." he soothes you in gentle tones, that familiar pink dusting his cheeks. "nothing happened last time. you can't hurt me."

but you can, you can-- and the mere thought makes your eyes sting, vision blurring. but he believes in you, watches closely as he guides your hands to rest on his face.

nothing happens, save for the pounding of your hearts alike and the knowing comfort in your touch. leander's smile grows, faint, and he wonders how cruel the world could be, to curse someone so beautiful.

↬ kuras ࿐ ࿔

WRETCHED ARE THE ANGELS MADE FROM IMPURITIES AND FALSE DEITIES, TRUE INTENTIONS TURNED ROT WITH THE BURIAL OF SIN & GRIEF UNINTENDED.

kuras has saved your life once before, the touch of the divine invoking the resurgence of bloom in the withering roots of the soul. how you were so close to death back then, limb for a limb, life for a life, the stain of the soulless etched into your skin.

you are far from ordinary; he has known that from the beginning, knows there is a quiet redemption in your existence. in the many years he has lived, a life destitute and once full of better days, he almost feels something akin to hope in a weary heart.

"you are always saving me." you whisper one night, voice and spirit upon the verge of break, and perhaps there is a guilt somewhere-- a selfishness, and you do not know what to make of it.

and it's true-- it is, because danger is all you have known since arrival in eridia, yet kuras is a lighthouse, a safekeeping, a haven found. but you are the furthest from burden and he wishes for you to know that, to understand that, and to accept that.

so with a tenderness of a higher being, his thumb ghosts over your cheekbone, the kindest of smiles on his visage.

what will you be, he wonders : his happy ending or his swan song?

"you may be the one who is doing the saving, after all."

Literally no trope emotionally fucks me up faster than “Character outlives their lover by many years and at the end of their life their lover comes to escort them from the world” like I only have to think about it hypothetically to start crying.

AAAAURRRGGHHHH IMGONNAFEASTONYOURBONES (THANKYOUSOMUCHFORTHEFOODIABSOLUTELYLOVETHIS,THISISSOGOOD,ILOVEYOURART)

I literally don't know what possessed me to make an 11 page comic over these sad old men! bon appetit <3

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