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I do love you. Don't you see? Don't you understand?
dreys fuckin final words to baby chip were “close your eyes, bud. it’ll be done soon”
WHAT THE HELL JEFF DAVIS ?! This "You" and "Me" scene-shit... after... after all this love, perversion and madness with Peter ?! NAAAAAAAAAAH ! Simply:
I Need MORE than that, you insensitive bastard ;____;
Ah, I feel so jealous of those who got Satan's SSR card 😭
LIKE NO! I! DON'T! REALLY! LIKE! THE UR+ cards (no offense meant to Luci's and Dia's simps, they're hot, BUT SATAN---)!
You're not even in the rewards section so I can't get your card pieces but just have to rely on my almost non-existent sheer luck 😣
I reckon I'm going to get hit from my relatives with my complains but UGH. 62 spins and you still won't come home AAAGGGHHH
Ah, I feel so jealous of those who got Satan's SSR card 😭
LIKE NO! I! DON'T! REALLY! LIKE! THE UR+ cards (no offense meant to Luci's and Dia's simps, they're hot, BUT SATAN---)!
You're not even in the rewards section so I can't get your card pieces but just have to rely on my almost non-existent sheer luck 😣
I SEE YOU THROUGH THOSE TEARS, TOM.
I.
SEE.
YOU!
This might be the last Marvel carpet for you… like.. ever x
A flower, clutched and crushing in her hands, the blue-white staining and eating her fingertips— a cyanotype. She gazes across the battlefield. She sneaks into the bedchambers of a beloved she kept too close, kept too far.
Karna stands in replaced positions. A Colin sized position. An Ariana sized position.
Her heart skips a beat as she skims over Deli’s haphazardly hidden notes. She finds motes of anger, of resentment, of despair and heartbreak at the corners of rapid heartbeats. She pulls and tugs at them, rearranging herself. Presentable. Useful. Disposable.
She slides her note underneath the pillows of Dellisandro Katzon’s bed. A quiet confession. A hopeful confession. She must survive.
She is dying, she is a child, she is in love. She hopes and she fears as tears crawl down her face and the rot eats her body. She knows the ways of war and the smell of murder better than the scent of a well prepared meal in the comforts of home. She knows the quick breath of death and the slow of a pulse better than the warmth of a family and the embrace of a lover. “She died nine years ago”.
At the bottom of the earth, in the embrace of Heart of the World, her story ends in a realm unknown to the rest. All the fighting to survive, the lies and the murder, the whispering of secret secrets and the blood dripping from the end of a blade. It all comes to a rest. Karna gives in to her exhaustion with an exhale (exhale, exhale). Eyes closed and a prayer to no god. A Hunger greets this tired warrior.
Cold steel rips apart her torn body. She dies and no one will mourn her. She dies and no mother, no sister, no lover will leave flowers by her gravestone, no eulogies sung, an insignificant name.
She dies and she looks at the face of her lover. A letter remains underneath his pillows. Will he mourn for her?
“The only secret I have left, is that I love you” and in a title that was never made for her— “Signed, Sklad Karna Solara of Scoville”.
The Pawn resigns.
posts that make me want to rip my heart out part 5
Okay but I just imagine the Pevensies going to their respective schools after Prince Caspian, and it doesn’t take the other kids long to notice something is…off about them. There’s something rough in the edges of Peter that the worst of the other boys keep getting cut on. Something powerful and confident. He was always likable, the shining golden child that the school trots out as a perfect example to incoming students, but now he is strong, he has emerged from the countryside a leader. He stands up to bullies, he always has, but he’s more eager to get into a fight these days than to talk them down. He’s a strong hand and quick word, but there’s power to back it up this time. There’s something in the way Susan tilts her head that makes her seem like a woman. The way she carries herself high and tall, the proud line of her shoulders as she walks down the hall that makes some lable her to high and mighty for her own good. The world doesn’t know what to do with queens, and that’s what Susan seems to be these days. There’s something dark lurking in Edmund that makes the other boys uneasy. Something wild and untamed in the now quiet boy. He no longer gets into fights, no longer bullies or mocks the others. In fact, he’s taken to stopping fights, to pushing back against his former friends when they try to take things to far. His roomate claims he wakes screaming from nightmares sometimes, and the stillness of his presence belies the intensity of his eyes. There’s something burning in Lucy that wasn’t before. All the teachers comment on it. There’s something loud and cheerful in the girl who used to be quiet, and she makes friends even faster than before, pulled in by her captivating orbit. She spins fantastic tales, and is scolded for having her head in the clouds. She tells her tales of magical kingdoms as if she were really there, and gets sad sometimes, as if she misses the people who were never there.
Everyone agrees that something happened to the Pevensie children in the country, but they never talk about it. The adults eventually just chalk it up to the war, and almost forget about the strange children that populatetd their classrooms, until they read about the tragedy in the paper. Then they remember. And they never forget.
This makes me more emotional to see this scene 😭.
Give me more events with their interactions