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IM PISSED AS HELL
having Thoughts about how, no matter how you spin the deific symbolism, there are Significantly more death/destruction figures on the DSMP than literally anything else. C!Wilbur is at best an Orpheus, at worst an Icarus. Phil is a psychopomp. Techno is blood or war. Push further, and Tommy is some kind of manifestation of the tragedy that comes with trying to be a hero, not to mention the literal dying bit. Tubbo is…. I can’t even get into how much Tubbo represents death and suffering. Ranboo is the same, and also died. Foolish is trying so hard to be a good man, but he isn’t a man, he’s a god of destruction, a figure of death and rebirth, and it’s coming back to bite him. BBH is a demon. Niki is closely associated with phoenix imagery.
I just don’t feel like it’s surprising, how badly the story turned out for all these characters? Like I know external factors were involved, but the symbolism never told us to expect a happy ending. None of these people were destined for peace. And I’ve got Feelings about that now
happy 32nd birthday quentin coldwater who is totally alive and reading his new birthday present The Bright Sword by Lev Grossman
“i like you.”
you pause, smiling to yourself. “I know, love, we are dating.”
“but i've never liked anyone this much," Rengoku says, pressing his lips onto the back of your hand. a kiss for each knuckle. he says that every inch of you deserves love, so often times you find him kissing your hands, your temples, your wrists.
it wasn’t like the two of you were doing something big to deserve this declaration of "love". you both were sitting crossed kneed across each other and drinking warm tea. well you were, he was staring at you, seeming to hang off every word of you said.
but of course he just got back from his week long mission, he was always so doting the day after. it was cute seeing how affectionate he can be. he wanted to know exactly what you did the days he was away. he didn't want to miss anything important involving you.
when you set the tea down, he gently pulls you over to him, wrapping his body around yours and presses light kisses along your neck. “we should be wed.”
you softly smile as you always do. he has said this so many times, so you don’t even falter at it. “you know I would love to kyo.”
he sighs and presses his forehead to your shoulders. you can feel his body droop, the disappointed unhidden. “but I won’t risk you being a widow. it’s harder for a widow to find a husband”
his arms tighten around you, as if the mere idea makes him uncomfortable. he has come to terms to the fact that he could die any mission, but with you around everything feels so different. the thought of you being left alone haunts him.
“if something did happen to you, I wouldn’t take another,” you mumble leaning into his chest. it was true, you don't think you would recover if he ever did pass.
“i would want you to!”
you turn toward him with a raised eyebrow, before dragging your finger up his arm. "yeah? want me to lay in another mans arms?" you murmur, and press a kiss to his jaw, causing him to shiver. "kiss another man like this?", and begin to run your fingers down his body, "touch another man so sensually?"
he grips onto your hand before they reach their destination. his eyes peer into yours, and he has a soft pinkness to his cheeks. "marry me."
you slightly tilt your head to the side, a lazy smirk on your face. "and if i become a widow?"
he uses one hand to rub the back of your hand, and the other to lightly hold onto your neck. "nothing sounds worst than the thought of you with another. that alone will drive me to stay alive."
you grin at him. "mhmm, I do like the idea."
he brings his face closer toward yours, his forehead almost touching yours. "marry me."
"i am forever yours, Kyojuro."
he presses his lips to yours for a moment, and pulls away, the tips of his ears now burning. "I really like you."
"yeah? funny, because I really like you too."
celebrating celebrating!!
i am CELEBRATING !!