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Ophelia's River

Characters: Multifandom. Bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, genshin impact, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, your faves

Summary: They find you, but only sorrow is held in their hearts

Warnings: Death, suicide, angst

Neuvillette, Kaeya, Ayato, Diluc, Alhaitham, Zhongli, Xiao, Malleus, Lillia, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Riddle, Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Giyuu, Tengen, Tanjiro, Sanemi, Douma, Muzan, Gojo, Geto, Megumi, YOUR FAVES

It was a usual sunny day, birds chirping, and flowers blooming. A scene out of a fairy tale, one might say, but the clouds darkened over the bright horizon. There was a river, a beautiful sight really, surrounded by small flowers and leaves from the trees that floated down. It was quite calming, if it weren’t for the far away thunder from the dark clouds. A seemingly young man, blissfully unaware, walked in the peaceful scene as he admired the beauty

What he didn't notice was what laid in the cold running river. In the river, one with beautiful clear water running through and leaves that acted as little boats, laid a figure in a beautiful gown. They were lifeless and surrounded by gorgeous flowers that were freshly picked, and that lifeless body was you. Your hands were out, as if you took a knife to the chest. The man, your former lover, finally saw what was in the river where the drowning flowers drowned with the love of his life.

He wanted to scream, scream so loud that it shook the trees but he couldn't. His mouth was agape as he stared at his lifeless lover that laid dead in the stream. He wanted to pull you out, and save you but you were beyond saving. He noticed the gorgeous dress that you laid in was one he bought them for an outing. An outing that was going to happen that night, but now it's lost to the ever running river that killed his darling.

Tears streamed down his face, joining in the running river. He fell to his knees at the edge of the river bed, it now a deathbed for his darling love. He didn't want to believe you were dead, denial plagued his heart. He choked back many sobs as he tried to keep his composure in hopes his love would miraculously wake up. But when you didn't, it shattered his heart.

What was holding him back from jumping in that river and drowning by your side? He could have done it, but something kept him stuck to his knees on the riverbed. He let the tears flow as he let go of all his dignity. No one was watching him except your lifeless corpse. He noticed a flower floating his way in the river current.

He gently scooped it out of the cold water, its petals dripping little water droplets on his leg. He gently touched the petals as he was reminded of you. All the memories he held close that involved you were never to be had again. Realization hit him hard as more tears overflowed from his eyes. The flower was from you, and he kept it close to him.

Finally regaining his strength, he pulled you out of the cold water. Your dress was darker as the water soaked it. He placed you gently on the riverbed, brushing back your soaking wet hair from your face. Your eyes were dull and your lips parted slightly. Never were you to smile at him again with those bright and love filled eyes of yours.

There was an odd beauty in your death that he saw. He carried your lifeless body to a place that you both had gone to together. He took extra care to bury a hole deep enough to gently place you within it. He covered your dull eyes, not wanting to see you look at him like that. He threw many beautiful flowers within the hole as they laid on your still body, sticking to your dampened dress.

He covered you in the dirt with great care. Once you and the flowers were buried fully, he walked into town and ordered a tombstone carved with beautiful symbols, your name, and what you were to him. He gathered a small group to hold a sudden service for you, people who knew you and held you close to them but not as close as he did. He placed the tomb at the head of where he buried you, tears falling on the mound that covered your body. From then on, his life held no meaning and no light as he visited you every day, never forgetting to bring flowers with him to sprinkle over your grave.

“I love you my dear Y/n. Even after death and I hope these flowers reach you wherever you may be now.”

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

Ophelia's River

Characters: Multifandom. Bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, genshin impact, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, your faves

Summary: They find you, but only sorrow is held in their hearts

Warnings: Death, suicide, angst

Neuvillette, Kaeya, Ayato, Diluc, Alhaitham, Zhongli, Xiao, Malleus, Lillia, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Riddle, Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Giyuu, Tengen, Tanjiro, Sanemi, Douma, Muzan, Gojo, Geto, Megumi, YOUR FAVES

It was a usual sunny day, birds chirping, and flowers blooming. A scene out of a fairy tale, one might say, but the clouds darkened over the bright horizon. There was a river, a beautiful sight really, surrounded by small flowers and leaves from the trees that floated down. It was quite calming, if it weren’t for the far away thunder from the dark clouds. A seemingly young man, blissfully unaware, walked in the peaceful scene as he admired the beauty

What he didn't notice was what laid in the cold running river. In the river, one with beautiful clear water running through and leaves that acted as little boats, laid a figure in a beautiful gown. They were lifeless and surrounded by gorgeous flowers that were freshly picked, and that lifeless body was you. Your hands were out, as if you took a knife to the chest. The man, your former lover, finally saw what was in the river where the drowning flowers drowned with the love of his life.

He wanted to scream, scream so loud that it shook the trees but he couldn't. His mouth was agape as he stared at his lifeless lover that laid dead in the stream. He wanted to pull you out, and save you but you were beyond saving. He noticed the gorgeous dress that you laid in was one he bought them for an outing. An outing that was going to happen that night, but now it's lost to the ever running river that killed his darling.

Tears streamed down his face, joining in the running river. He fell to his knees at the edge of the river bed, it now a deathbed for his darling love. He didn't want to believe you were dead, denial plagued his heart. He choked back many sobs as he tried to keep his composure in hopes his love would miraculously wake up. But when you didn't, it shattered his heart.

What was holding him back from jumping in that river and drowning by your side? He could have done it, but something kept him stuck to his knees on the riverbed. He let the tears flow as he let go of all his dignity. No one was watching him except your lifeless corpse. He noticed a flower floating his way in the river current.

He gently scooped it out of the cold water, its petals dripping little water droplets on his leg. He gently touched the petals as he was reminded of you. All the memories he held close that involved you were never to be had again. Realization hit him hard as more tears overflowed from his eyes. The flower was from you, and he kept it close to him.

Finally regaining his strength, he pulled you out of the cold water. Your dress was darker as the water soaked it. He placed you gently on the riverbed, brushing back your soaking wet hair from your face. Your eyes were dull and your lips parted slightly. Never were you to smile at him again with those bright and love filled eyes of yours.

There was an odd beauty in your death that he saw. He carried your lifeless body to a place that you both had gone to together. He took extra care to bury a hole deep enough to gently place you within it. He covered your dull eyes, not wanting to see you look at him like that. He threw many beautiful flowers within the hole as they laid on your still body, sticking to your dampened dress.

He covered you in the dirt with great care. Once you and the flowers were buried fully, he walked into town and ordered a tombstone carved with beautiful symbols, your name, and what you were to him. He gathered a small group to hold a sudden service for you, people who knew you and held you close to them but not as close as he did. He placed the tomb at the head of where he buried you, tears falling on the mound that covered your body. From then on, his life held no meaning and no light as he visited you every day, never forgetting to bring flowers with him to sprinkle over your grave.

“I love you my dear Y/n. Even after death and I hope these flowers reach you wherever you may be now.”

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

Ophelia's River

Characters: Multifandom. Bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, genshin impact, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, your faves

Summary: They find you, but only sorrow is held in their hearts

Warnings: Death, suicide, angst

Neuvillette, Kaeya, Ayato, Diluc, Alhaitham, Zhongli, Xiao, Malleus, Lillia, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Riddle, Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Giyuu, Tengen, Tanjiro, Sanemi, Douma, Muzan, Gojo, Geto, Megumi, YOUR FAVES

It was a usual sunny day, birds chirping, and flowers blooming. A scene out of a fairy tale, one might say, but the clouds darkened over the bright horizon. There was a river, a beautiful sight really, surrounded by small flowers and leaves from the trees that floated down. It was quite calming, if it weren’t for the far away thunder from the dark clouds. A seemingly young man, blissfully unaware, walked in the peaceful scene as he admired the beauty

What he didn't notice was what laid in the cold running river. In the river, one with beautiful clear water running through and leaves that acted as little boats, laid a figure in a beautiful gown. They were lifeless and surrounded by gorgeous flowers that were freshly picked, and that lifeless body was you. Your hands were out, as if you took a knife to the chest. The man, your former lover, finally saw what was in the river where the drowning flowers drowned with the love of his life.

He wanted to scream, scream so loud that it shook the trees but he couldn't. His mouth was agape as he stared at his lifeless lover that laid dead in the stream. He wanted to pull you out, and save you but you were beyond saving. He noticed the gorgeous dress that you laid in was one he bought them for an outing. An outing that was going to happen that night, but now it's lost to the ever running river that killed his darling.

Tears streamed down his face, joining in the running river. He fell to his knees at the edge of the river bed, it now a deathbed for his darling love. He didn't want to believe you were dead, denial plagued his heart. He choked back many sobs as he tried to keep his composure in hopes his love would miraculously wake up. But when you didn't, it shattered his heart.

What was holding him back from jumping in that river and drowning by your side? He could have done it, but something kept him stuck to his knees on the riverbed. He let the tears flow as he let go of all his dignity. No one was watching him except your lifeless corpse. He noticed a flower floating his way in the river current.

He gently scooped it out of the cold water, its petals dripping little water droplets on his leg. He gently touched the petals as he was reminded of you. All the memories he held close that involved you were never to be had again. Realization hit him hard as more tears overflowed from his eyes. The flower was from you, and he kept it close to him.

Finally regaining his strength, he pulled you out of the cold water. Your dress was darker as the water soaked it. He placed you gently on the riverbed, brushing back your soaking wet hair from your face. Your eyes were dull and your lips parted slightly. Never were you to smile at him again with those bright and love filled eyes of yours.

There was an odd beauty in your death that he saw. He carried your lifeless body to a place that you both had gone to together. He took extra care to bury a hole deep enough to gently place you within it. He covered your dull eyes, not wanting to see you look at him like that. He threw many beautiful flowers within the hole as they laid on your still body, sticking to your dampened dress.

He covered you in the dirt with great care. Once you and the flowers were buried fully, he walked into town and ordered a tombstone carved with beautiful symbols, your name, and what you were to him. He gathered a small group to hold a sudden service for you, people who knew you and held you close to them but not as close as he did. He placed the tomb at the head of where he buried you, tears falling on the mound that covered your body. From then on, his life held no meaning and no light as he visited you every day, never forgetting to bring flowers with him to sprinkle over your grave.

“I love you my dear Y/n. Even after death and I hope these flowers reach you wherever you may be now.”

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

Ophelia's River

Characters: Multifandom. Bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, genshin impact, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, your faves

Summary: They find you, but only sorrow is held in their hearts

Warnings: Death, suicide, angst

Neuvillette, Kaeya, Ayato, Diluc, Alhaitham, Zhongli, Xiao, Malleus, Lillia, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Riddle, Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Giyuu, Tengen, Tanjiro, Sanemi, Douma, Muzan, Gojo, Geto, Megumi, YOUR FAVES

It was a usual sunny day, birds chirping, and flowers blooming. A scene out of a fairy tale, one might say, but the clouds darkened over the bright horizon. There was a river, a beautiful sight really, surrounded by small flowers and leaves from the trees that floated down. It was quite calming, if it weren’t for the far away thunder from the dark clouds. A seemingly young man, blissfully unaware, walked in the peaceful scene as he admired the beauty

What he didn't notice was what laid in the cold running river. In the river, one with beautiful clear water running through and leaves that acted as little boats, laid a figure in a beautiful gown. They were lifeless and surrounded by gorgeous flowers that were freshly picked, and that lifeless body was you. Your hands were out, as if you took a knife to the chest. The man, your former lover, finally saw what was in the river where the drowning flowers drowned with the love of his life.

He wanted to scream, scream so loud that it shook the trees but he couldn't. His mouth was agape as he stared at his lifeless lover that laid dead in the stream. He wanted to pull you out, and save you but you were beyond saving. He noticed the gorgeous dress that you laid in was one he bought them for an outing. An outing that was going to happen that night, but now it's lost to the ever running river that killed his darling.

Tears streamed down his face, joining in the running river. He fell to his knees at the edge of the river bed, it now a deathbed for his darling love. He didn't want to believe you were dead, denial plagued his heart. He choked back many sobs as he tried to keep his composure in hopes his love would miraculously wake up. But when you didn't, it shattered his heart.

What was holding him back from jumping in that river and drowning by your side? He could have done it, but something kept him stuck to his knees on the riverbed. He let the tears flow as he let go of all his dignity. No one was watching him except your lifeless corpse. He noticed a flower floating his way in the river current.

He gently scooped it out of the cold water, its petals dripping little water droplets on his leg. He gently touched the petals as he was reminded of you. All the memories he held close that involved you were never to be had again. Realization hit him hard as more tears overflowed from his eyes. The flower was from you, and he kept it close to him.

Finally regaining his strength, he pulled you out of the cold water. Your dress was darker as the water soaked it. He placed you gently on the riverbed, brushing back your soaking wet hair from your face. Your eyes were dull and your lips parted slightly. Never were you to smile at him again with those bright and love filled eyes of yours.

There was an odd beauty in your death that he saw. He carried your lifeless body to a place that you both had gone to together. He took extra care to bury a hole deep enough to gently place you within it. He covered your dull eyes, not wanting to see you look at him like that. He threw many beautiful flowers within the hole as they laid on your still body, sticking to your dampened dress.

He covered you in the dirt with great care. Once you and the flowers were buried fully, he walked into town and ordered a tombstone carved with beautiful symbols, your name, and what you were to him. He gathered a small group to hold a sudden service for you, people who knew you and held you close to them but not as close as he did. He placed the tomb at the head of where he buried you, tears falling on the mound that covered your body. From then on, his life held no meaning and no light as he visited you every day, never forgetting to bring flowers with him to sprinkle over your grave.

“I love you my dear Y/n. Even after death and I hope these flowers reach you wherever you may be now.”

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

Ophelia's River

Characters: Multifandom. Bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, genshin impact, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, your faves

Summary: They find you, but only sorrow is held in their hearts

Warnings: Death, suicide, angst

Neuvillette, Kaeya, Ayato, Diluc, Alhaitham, Zhongli, Xiao, Malleus, Lillia, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Riddle, Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Giyuu, Tengen, Tanjiro, Sanemi, Douma, Muzan, Gojo, Geto, Megumi, YOUR FAVES

It was a usual sunny day, birds chirping, and flowers blooming. A scene out of a fairy tale, one might say, but the clouds darkened over the bright horizon. There was a river, a beautiful sight really, surrounded by small flowers and leaves from the trees that floated down. It was quite calming, if it weren’t for the far away thunder from the dark clouds. A seemingly young man, blissfully unaware, walked in the peaceful scene as he admired the beauty

What he didn't notice was what laid in the cold running river. In the river, one with beautiful clear water running through and leaves that acted as little boats, laid a figure in a beautiful gown. They were lifeless and surrounded by gorgeous flowers that were freshly picked, and that lifeless body was you. Your hands were out, as if you took a knife to the chest. The man, your former lover, finally saw what was in the river where the drowning flowers drowned with the love of his life.

He wanted to scream, scream so loud that it shook the trees but he couldn't. His mouth was agape as he stared at his lifeless lover that laid dead in the stream. He wanted to pull you out, and save you but you were beyond saving. He noticed the gorgeous dress that you laid in was one he bought them for an outing. An outing that was going to happen that night, but now it's lost to the ever running river that killed his darling.

Tears streamed down his face, joining in the running river. He fell to his knees at the edge of the river bed, it now a deathbed for his darling love. He didn't want to believe you were dead, denial plagued his heart. He choked back many sobs as he tried to keep his composure in hopes his love would miraculously wake up. But when you didn't, it shattered his heart.

What was holding him back from jumping in that river and drowning by your side? He could have done it, but something kept him stuck to his knees on the riverbed. He let the tears flow as he let go of all his dignity. No one was watching him except your lifeless corpse. He noticed a flower floating his way in the river current.

He gently scooped it out of the cold water, its petals dripping little water droplets on his leg. He gently touched the petals as he was reminded of you. All the memories he held close that involved you were never to be had again. Realization hit him hard as more tears overflowed from his eyes. The flower was from you, and he kept it close to him.

Finally regaining his strength, he pulled you out of the cold water. Your dress was darker as the water soaked it. He placed you gently on the riverbed, brushing back your soaking wet hair from your face. Your eyes were dull and your lips parted slightly. Never were you to smile at him again with those bright and love filled eyes of yours.

There was an odd beauty in your death that he saw. He carried your lifeless body to a place that you both had gone to together. He took extra care to bury a hole deep enough to gently place you within it. He covered your dull eyes, not wanting to see you look at him like that. He threw many beautiful flowers within the hole as they laid on your still body, sticking to your dampened dress.

He covered you in the dirt with great care. Once you and the flowers were buried fully, he walked into town and ordered a tombstone carved with beautiful symbols, your name, and what you were to him. He gathered a small group to hold a sudden service for you, people who knew you and held you close to them but not as close as he did. He placed the tomb at the head of where he buried you, tears falling on the mound that covered your body. From then on, his life held no meaning and no light as he visited you every day, never forgetting to bring flowers with him to sprinkle over your grave.

“I love you my dear Y/n. Even after death and I hope these flowers reach you wherever you may be now.”

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

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Ophelia's River

Characters: Multifandom. Bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, genshin impact, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, your faves

Summary: They find you, but only sorrow is held in their hearts

Warnings: Death, suicide, angst

Neuvillette, Kaeya, Ayato, Diluc, Alhaitham, Zhongli, Xiao, Malleus, Lillia, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Riddle, Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Giyuu, Tengen, Tanjiro, Sanemi, Douma, Muzan, Gojo, Geto, Megumi, YOUR FAVES

It was a usual sunny day, birds chirping, and flowers blooming. A scene out of a fairy tale, one might say, but the clouds darkened over the bright horizon. There was a river, a beautiful sight really, surrounded by small flowers and leaves from the trees that floated down. It was quite calming, if it weren’t for the far away thunder from the dark clouds. A seemingly young man, blissfully unaware, walked in the peaceful scene as he admired the beauty

What he didn't notice was what laid in the cold running river. In the river, one with beautiful clear water running through and leaves that acted as little boats, laid a figure in a beautiful gown. They were lifeless and surrounded by gorgeous flowers that were freshly picked, and that lifeless body was you. Your hands were out, as if you took a knife to the chest. The man, your former lover, finally saw what was in the river where the drowning flowers drowned with the love of his life.

He wanted to scream, scream so loud that it shook the trees but he couldn't. His mouth was agape as he stared at his lifeless lover that laid dead in the stream. He wanted to pull you out, and save you but you were beyond saving. He noticed the gorgeous dress that you laid in was one he bought them for an outing. An outing that was going to happen that night, but now it's lost to the ever running river that killed his darling.

Tears streamed down his face, joining in the running river. He fell to his knees at the edge of the river bed, it now a deathbed for his darling love. He didn't want to believe you were dead, denial plagued his heart. He choked back many sobs as he tried to keep his composure in hopes his love would miraculously wake up. But when you didn't, it shattered his heart.

What was holding him back from jumping in that river and drowning by your side? He could have done it, but something kept him stuck to his knees on the riverbed. He let the tears flow as he let go of all his dignity. No one was watching him except your lifeless corpse. He noticed a flower floating his way in the river current.

He gently scooped it out of the cold water, its petals dripping little water droplets on his leg. He gently touched the petals as he was reminded of you. All the memories he held close that involved you were never to be had again. Realization hit him hard as more tears overflowed from his eyes. The flower was from you, and he kept it close to him.

Finally regaining his strength, he pulled you out of the cold water. Your dress was darker as the water soaked it. He placed you gently on the riverbed, brushing back your soaking wet hair from your face. Your eyes were dull and your lips parted slightly. Never were you to smile at him again with those bright and love filled eyes of yours.

There was an odd beauty in your death that he saw. He carried your lifeless body to a place that you both had gone to together. He took extra care to bury a hole deep enough to gently place you within it. He covered your dull eyes, not wanting to see you look at him like that. He threw many beautiful flowers within the hole as they laid on your still body, sticking to your dampened dress.

He covered you in the dirt with great care. Once you and the flowers were buried fully, he walked into town and ordered a tombstone carved with beautiful symbols, your name, and what you were to him. He gathered a small group to hold a sudden service for you, people who knew you and held you close to them but not as close as he did. He placed the tomb at the head of where he buried you, tears falling on the mound that covered your body. From then on, his life held no meaning and no light as he visited you every day, never forgetting to bring flowers with him to sprinkle over your grave.

“I love you my dear Y/n. Even after death and I hope these flowers reach you wherever you may be now.”

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!