A Date With Death
Casper x Reader (gen neutral)
Doomed Romance(?)
Hadestown inspired
CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE WEBTOON, BASE GAME ENDING 2, DLC, AND ADWD 2
Fate and Grief are birds of a feather: Fate plays with the souls of the damned, giving them a taste of heaven before throwing them back to hell. Meanwhile, Grief instills Greed in the souls of the damned, rendering Casper a servant of Greed as he ventures through the realm of the King of Shadows to catch another glimpse of the only light in his life that he had lost.
Authors Note:
I am by no means an expert of mythology so do expect disparities and mistakes, I only got the inspo after seeing hadestown pro shot snippets on tiktok lmao,, I changed up some parts to fit the storyline tht I thought of. Do correct me if im wrong abt certain things (i lowk wanna fall down the rabbit hole that is the greek mythology, but the educational system is fucking me over and i cant do shit,,,,, pains of being a graduate student)
Original post from my AO3: The Threads of Fate Were Never Yours to Weave (813 words) by f0rgetm3n0t, 4ngel
Mentions of 5012, and 2471 (Rowan)
Post ending 2: Despondent "Take my soul.."
Fate has a funny way of playing with somebody’s mind; a dream of love, a dream of peace, a dream that will always remain a dream. It let Casper get a taste of what it was like to be completed by another person before recklessly taking it away. Still, Casper couldn’t blame his sunshine’s stubbornness; it was one of the traits that he loved about his sunshine. They never failed to put somebody else before them, even at the expense of their existence. So, as much as he wanted to hate his sunshine for begging him to take their soul despite the declarations of love that they shared just a day ago, what’s done is done. But alas, even reapers can be servants of greed; vying for another peek and what’s already lost.
It is a known fact for reapers that just because a human’s soul has been taken away, it does not mean that they are gone immediately. For a soul to tread to the afterlife, one must venture down in the six-feet-under-the-ground below and be rightfully judged by the King of Shadows. Casper’s logic had long left him since that day, and Hadestown is where he’ll go; the place where his sunshine lay.
“Wait for me, I’m coming.” he muttered to nobody at all as he set off to the dark, winding path devoid of any soul. The road was one that everyone knew to avoid; even his senior reapers know to not get lost in it in fear of losing their way to the Asphodel Meadows.
“You’ll have to take the long way down, through the underground and under the cover of the night. Laying low staying out of sight.”
Casper paused in his steps as a voice echoed in his head and around him. But as he turned to look for the source, there was nobody in sight. However, through the edges of his vision, strands of warm toned gray hair and hairclips were seen by him for just a split second before vanishing just as fast as they appeared.
“There is no compass, not a single map. Only a telephone wire and a railroad track.” The voice seemed as if it was just right within a foot of him and it made Casper freeze in place all before he heard it just by his ear, whispering words that instilled a slight of fear. “You keep on walking and you don’t look back ‘til you get to the bottomland. Go and find your muse but make no mistake. For one wrong move and your sunshine will eternally be theirs to take.”
The road he took proved no less treacherous as the tales had told; workers bustled up and about as the sounds of labor bounced through the walls. “Don’t give anyone your name, you have none. Don’t look anyone in the eye for they’ll try to suck you dry. They’ll suck your brain, suck your breath, and pluck the heart right out your chest.”
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The journey down was not as easy as they might say; The King of the Underground is not a benevolent man. What he wants is what he gets, and every desire has a price to pay. Still, a stubborn, puny soul craves a boon and the King of the Underworld is who they must woo. He who governs over many souls, eyes of purple—hair as dark as night. He who stands over all in Hadestown is amused to see a mere human be consumed by desire; the desire to see what they oh so easily let go of.
“Look,a little songbird. Such a brave soul. To be as small as an ant yet you still crave what you can’t. I’m a busy man and I can’t stay long. I’ve tasks to fulfill and souls to take, but you knew what was at stake.” The human stood tall, trying not to falter at the face of an omnipotent being. But he remained where he stood, pleased at the turn of events. “Hey, little songbird. Cat got your tongue? Everyone’s end must always come. Let me guess: he promised you love? Will the clouds be enough to help you climb over the walls? You’re a smart one, use your logic. When you tire of empty promises, why not fly south for the winter? Take a look around at all the vultures and vipers surrounding you. They’ll take you down and pick you clean if you stick around at this desperate scene. People do get desperate when the chips are down.”
There was nothing more that the songbird could do, their light had all drawn to her like a moth to a flame and the King of Shades was no exception. The songbird had no words, every attempt left her breathless. All that they could muster was a single word, “Casper,” a symbol of the yearning.
Love found you in the span of one week; but these memories are just as fleeting as human lives—easily forgotten with just a blink of an eye.
A Date With Death (Visual Novel) Ending and other info spoilers !
Ao3:
Forget-Me-Not (786 words) by 1ilac
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: A Date With Death (Visual Novel)
The only fairness in life is death. A mortal's life is just but a mere cycle of birth, living, and dying. For those who have lived for centuries, the cycle of life is comparable to a quick skin care routine. 8394has long made peace with this fact. But at this very moment? The doubts that he's harbored millennia ago have come rushing back to the suffice, rubbing salt to his ever bleeding wound.
He had witnessed countless stages of life—poor children taken far too early, unable to live out the joys of childhood; teens who dreamed—reached for the stars but robbed of their hopes in just a second. Adults who believe that they have nothing more to lose, dedicating their lives to their craft until they draw their final breath. And elders who have long fulfilled their life, but regret leaving behind so much. 8394 felt pity for these poor mortals, always wondered what it was like.
Until his boundless sympathy came rushing back to bite him.
"..I was made for a singular purpose, and yet, here I am failing it..." He scoffed at the irony of it all; a model reaper failing the one and only job given to him, one that he was supposed to be good at.
There was silence. Nothing dared to move nor make a sound. It was almost like the underworld itself was mourning the lovers' fate. "You win, sunshine. Our agreement..is way past its due. My soul is yours.." As peaceful as 8394 looked, he was in a war with himself. He pleaded for his body to move, to raise a hand to your face and wipe the tears marring your bright face. Why such a saddened expression..? I'd rather have seen that blinding grin of yours for one final moment.. but it was all for naught.
"When I severed our connection, I left a piece of my soul in you.. A bigger part from before." Don't cry.. Don't mourn me, "Just put a hand to your chest and close your eyes and you will feel me there, cheering you on as you continue with your merry life.." More tears.. Those tears of yours break my heart more than this gaping wound of mine, my love.
"I always believed that the only fairness in life was in death.. Yet right now, it feels unbelievable unfair. I want to live." His vision was dimming, your light no longer blinding. "It seems I am not always right, after all.." When he first met you, he believed that the brightness of your soul was painful. But in this final moments of his, it was his only comfort.
"When I am gone," "Stop saying that, Casper! You can't.. You can't just give me a taste of heaven then leave...! I don't want this all to be over with sadness.. W-we were supposed to live happily together.."
Right. His name was Casper he was his mortal's little reaper. "But I am happy. That I was able to talk to you, to know what it was like to love you, to see all your expressions, to receive all your teasing no matter how ridiculous, to touch you..and most of all, to hear that you love me.. Will you say it for me again, sunshine?" "I love you! I've loved you from the beginning, Casper. Please!"
"That's enough, mortal."
You froze, turning slowly behind you. There stood that prick, 5012. "You—" "Has staying in the underworld worsened your delusions? 8394 is gone. I've come for your soul." The asshole was lying again.. You thought reapers couldn't lie? "Liar! To lie even with your oath-" "So you are delusional. Look at your 'Casper'." with your attention back to Casper, you saw not his loving gaze but his pale, bleeding body. "He's been like that for so long, mortal."
Your ears rang, were his words just a figment of your imagination? Was his touch just a dream? "Hah.. Mixing his soul with yours? He truly lived up to his promise of keeping you safe even in death. Fine, I will bring you back to the mortal world."
The bastard's words didn't register anymore. You merely focused on the body of your beloved fading to light. So this was it, huh. "Forget everything and continue living as you were."
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With a single blink of an eye, you were back to your room. what a strange dream.. Dream..? What dream? why were you standing in the middle of your room? Weren't you supposed to be at work? Oh well, might as well just scroll through your laptop.
"What's this? A messaging app ? I don't remember downloading this thing. Tch. Another Virus, maybe..? Scammers are getting smarter now.."
I miss casper man.... for my mental health, forget me not ending isnt real !
If Dreams Come True, What Does It Say About Nightmares?
That day, Caleb taught you three lesons; Dreams and nightmares alike come true. And as much as you wanted to deny, some promises are just meant to be broken.
Today was just like any other day—the sun is up, the silence in the air occasionally interrupted by the song of the birds accompanied by the voices of children playing on the streets, enjoying the last bits of summer vacation. This was the perfect time to be consumed by your thoughts before you ultimately die of boredom with the lack of things to do this vacation. Ever since you found out about the existence of Deepspace Hunters, you’ve always wanted to be one. But, is it really possible? “Looks like you’ve somehow got your heads in the clouds there despite it being a clear day, pips. What’s up?”
Your thoughts were interrupted by the voice that you know all too well, Caleb. His voice offers you comfort from your storm of thoughts though not without startling the ever living daylights out of you. “Sorry, sorry. Shouldn't've interrupted your little adventure.” Without waiting for a response, he sat right beside you on the couch. “So? What’s got you so distracted?” “It’s nothing… Just random stuff to pass the time,” “And what is this random stuff to pass the time that you are thinking of, dare I ask?” Turning your head, you could almost see Caleb batting his eyelashes at you just like how your girl friends do when they’re trying to get some gossip from you. ”...You’re not gonna let this go, are you?” ”Nope! It’s my sworn duty to know everything about you and solve any problems for ya! What kind of knight in shining armor would I be if I didn’t?”
With a defeated sigh, you open up the door to your mind, spilling every thought that plagued your mind. ”I really really want to be a hunter.” With just a glance, he could spot the determination in your eyes. It was endearing somehow. ”I knew that already.” ”Let me finish! I wanna be a hunter, but I don’t know if I can… I mean, they probably have like, really hard training, right? Just like policemen or… or in the military! There’s no way in hell I’m surviving that! What if there are exams? Do I need to pay for my own equipment? I have to fight those weird looking wanderers! Do we even have enough money to…wait, is there even a Deepspace Hunter school thing?!” ”Woah woah woah! Slow down, one thing at a time, pipsqueak!” Glancing at Caleb, you could see the mixture of shock and confusion painting his eyes. Another second passes before it finally sinks in that you’ve just rambled nearly everything that you’ve been thinking of since you got the free time to do so.
”Let’s sort things out first, yeah? It’s still early to be thinking of all the downsides!” A comforting hand comes to rest at your shoulder, grounding you to reality as you try your best to sort out your thoughts. But still, it’s hard to not think of everything at once. Didn’t people use to say that planning ahead is important? ”First of all, tell me. What do you really wanna be when you grow up? What’s your dream?” You sighed for what seems to be the thousandth time today before speaking once more. You tried to calm yourself as you knew that Caleb, bless his heart, was just trying to help you with your overthinking. ”I thought you said you knew already? I wanna be a hunter.” In a blink of an eye, Caleb flashes you with that signature smile of his. With just one smile, it was almost like the sun shone a hundred times brighter; you almost had to squint just to look at him. ”Then, that’s that! Your dream is to become a hunter. Nothing more, nothing less. There’s no use in worrying about something that you won’t even encounter yet, pips. Cross that bridge when you get there.” ”Just dreaming isn’t enough, Caleb… It just…feels impossible. I’m not athletic, I can’t reach high shelves without asking for your help, I get scared so easily… I’m just worried that this dream of being a hunter would just stay a dream.”
A silence envelops the both of you as the depth of your words sink in. In the current state of the world, just dreaming of something isn’t enough. You have to have contingency plans for every contingency plan that you have. Nobody has the luxury of comfort anymore unless you’re with power and money. As you sink deeper into your thoughts, Caleb stands to his feet, offering his hand to you. ”Walk with me?” With a second of hesitation, you took his hand. He led you outside the house and into the streets outside, the setting sun basking it in comforting light. It wasn’t too hot nor too cold outside which made walks just perfect. With just a few steps outside, you knew immediately where he was taking you; to the secret spot the both of you share. A quiet spot in the nearby park that’s covered with trees and wildflowers.
Reaching your destination, he sits down on the grass and you follow suit. ”There’s nothing wrong with dreaming, pips.” He began before playing with the hem of his shirt. ”...If dreams can come true, what does that say about nightmares?” Your head turned away, suddenly finding the trees fascinating. “That’s what I’m here for! I’ll chase away those nightmares for you.” “That’s not how this works, Caleb…” A sigh escaped your lips for the umpteenth time. “If I was to weigh the possibility between my nightmares coming true or my dream… I don’t even wanna think about it.”
“Oh yeah? What are your nightmares about, then?” You thought for a second, gathering all the words before laying it on him. “You and gran. Let’s say that I become a hunter, good then! But while I’m away at work, something might happen to you both. Or that me being a hunter would be the reason something bad happens to you both. I don’t ever want that to happen. I don’t even want to think about it.” You felt his hands take yours in his. “Just trust me. Gran and I would be happier to see you get your dream. There’s no harm in dreaming nor trying! Just promise us that you’ll be a happy hunter and we promise you that we'll be alright.”
At that moment, Caleb gave you his word—even a pinky promise. But why is it now at the very moment you decide to visit your old home where Caleb and gran were, you see not the home you grew up in, but ashes?
That day, Caleb taught you 3 lessons; dreams come true, but so did nightmares. And as gut wrenching it was to say, some promises are just meant to be broken.
havent written shit in ages bruh iono what im doing
og post from my ao3 If Dreams Come True, What Does It Say About Nightmares? (1134 words) by 1ilac
Erm I lowkey forgot how to post stuff to tumblr now so pls bear with me lol.... Original post is from my ao3 ! A good dream (1579 words) by 1ilac
Xavier was the very definition of mystery. His origins unknown, his...similarity to "Lumiere", God—you weren't even sure if his name was actually Xavier. Though you couldn't deny that it was one of the things that drew you to him.
Everytime you walked past each other, he would always send a smile your way without fail. In moments of pulling all-nighters, he didn't hesitate to lend his comforting presence that served as the only thing that helped you keep your sanity despite the mountains of paperwork you had to do. But why is it that every time you take a step closer, he takes a billion steps back?
"The moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?" His voice broke the silence of the night, startling for a second before turning to see that he has situated himself right beside where you sat on the stairs of your apartment complex where he resided as well. "...yeah. I've always thought about how it shines so brightly.."
"Well," he said with a start, he shifts in his seat, turning to gaze up in the vast skies where the moon hung, surrounded by countless pretty stars. "It's light comes from the sun. It reflects the light from the sun back to us, gracing us with light even at night." "Oh yeah?" "Mhm, just like with people..." He leans back, resting his arms on the step above where he sat. "People would look at a person that looks so strong and brave, not knowing that they can only stand so tall because someone else is able to believe in them." With just a second, his eyes turn to lock with yours. You never looked away from him the moment he sat beside you and now.
And there it was, his signature soft smile where the edges of his lips turn up ever so slightly, his eyes shining just as bright as the stars above. "Just like you." huh? "Me...?" A brief chuckle escapes his lips before he spoke once more. "Yeah, you. I can feel you watching me when we fight against wanderers together, you know. You look at me as if I hung the moon and the stars above myself." welp, he caught you. You quickly turned away, finding the expansive sky more interesting. He was basically saying that you were his "sun", right? What the hell is up with this guy and his compliments?! And what the hell is up with you for giving unnecessary meaning to his comments?!
Each time spent with him was just another step closer to him. And with time, he started to ease up as well. Eating together became a habit, spending time together on free times and day-offs became natural. Giving "just because" gifts became normal. And with each smile and touch he gives, you just keep falling deeper in this rabbit hole called Xavier.
"Hey! Are you free tomorrow?" You asked Xavier, hope bubbling in your chest. "Sorry, I'm supposed to go with a colleague out on field work. She asked me to partner up a few days ago." "Oh, no worries. Next time then. Be safe out," A hint of disappointment was coating your words as you clutched the letter you wrote to him last night, containing every secret, every ounce of the love that you were beginning to harbor for him, and you could only hope that he hadn't noticed. "Yeah, next time." With a brief pat to your head, he turns on his heel and leaves.
Except, next time never came. It was always "field work with her", "meeting with her", "have files to sort with her". And with every "next time" that leaves his lips, the hope that you had dwindled. But why did you even care this much? It's not like you were dating. Just...bestfriends premium™. Even so, you couldn't deny that Xavier had become a central part of your life. Though you couldn't also deny that the more that you observed him, the less it felt like he was even close enough to grasp.
Xavier was bright. Brighter than any star. The closer you got to him, the more blinding he was. It hurt to stare at him, let alone get close—but what else were you supposed to do? Just set aside all the time you spent together? You tried, really tried getting over these trivial feelings. Hell, you even tried avoiding him altogether! But as if fate was playing an awful game, everything reminded him of you. A random cat napping in the sun reminded you of a sleepy Xavier sleeping while sat up. A random kid outside that's quietly watching an ant hill? Xavier. The scent of vanilla from the hq's pantry? Still fucking Xavier.
Maybe it was too bold of you to assume that you had a chance. Too arrogant of you to dream of a fairytale ending when there wasn't even a beginning to begin with. But as ridiculous at it sounded, and even with how much you tried to deny—just a single word from him would have you bearing his blinding light and overwhelming heat just to get closer to him.
A pitying God or any all powerful being might have heard your dreams as you spotted Xavier once more. "Hey, are you...okay?" "Yeah! Yep! All good." The words that escaped your lips didn't convince you, and with looking at Xaviers face, you could see that it didn't convince him either. "I was wondering if you wanna go to dinner with me right now. It's been a while since we hung out, huh?" "Yeah, it's been a minute.. Wait, right now?"
"Yeah, I was getting hungry anyway." Did you hit the jackpot or something? Where are the cameras and the show host that's going to magically appear and announce that it was all just a prank. Hell yeah you were going! The night was spent with laughter and that same affection that you've been craving for so long. Gone were your plans to move on from him. You could almost feel your guardian angel groan and facepalm somewhere.
"Did you have fun?" He spoke as he walked right beside you, heading back to your apartment complex. "Yeah! It's been a while since we went there yet everything still tasted as good as it used to." You smiled to yourself at the thought of it all; good food and you got to spend time with Xavier? Absolute heaven. While you were consumed by your thoughts, you felt his hand brush against yours before entwining his fingers with yours. Heat immediately rushes to your face as the air felt hot despite the usual cold night air.
"Is this okay?" "Its okay..! More than okay!" With a deep breath, you tried your best to calm your beating heart until he opened his mouth once more. "I've always wanted to do this, always thought about it. I was right, your hands are as warm as I thought." Okay, no more beating around the bush. Just as the kids nowadays say, fuck it, we ball.
"Xavier... friends don't usually hold hands, y'know?" "Bestfriends might." A deep sigh almost escaped you before you bit it back. "What kind of bestfriends have dinner together, hold hands, hug, give each other gifts everyday, and... Ugh, fuck... Bestfriends do do those..."
With a shake of your hand, you escaped the grasp of his, stepping back to look at him with his full height. "Xavier, I like you. I don't know when I started to like you, but I just did... When you told me about that 'moon relfects the sun's light' thing, you made it sound like I was the sun giving you the warmth and comfort but for me, it's the complete opposite. Being a hunter just started to feel like a chore after a while of working...but you made me look forward to going to work just so I could see you. I might sound stupid, delusional even but it's how I feel. You don't ha—"
"I like you too"
You hadn't even realized you were rambling to him until he said those words that you've been dreaming of hearing. He likes you too. Your eyes fell onto his face, searching for a trace of deception but there was none—only affection. He stepped closer, hands reaching up to gently cradle your face in his palms. "You should wake up."
"Hey!"
You'd nearly fallen out of your chair as you jolted awake. Scanning your surroundings, you found that you were in the pantry, sitting at the dining table with your colleague gently shaking you awake.
oh
"Geez, I've been shaking you for forever, I almost thought you wouldn't wake up! We got an alert, we have to go on site now." "...I'll be there in a minute." With a nod, your colleague leaves. You stood up to start heading to the door until you caught sight of Xavier happily conversing with her.
With a sigh, you left the building. You were always his, even from the very beginning. But alas, he was never yours. People did say that there are multiple realities out there with choices and outcomes different from the one you live in. Was there a lifetime out there where he was yours? Maybe this was just a wrong time to confess your love. You scoffed at your futile attempts of soothing the wounds left by reality.
Oh, Xavier. You were a good dream.
I KNOW THIS WAS SHIT I lowk js played with it halfway through bcs I got bored...I only wrote this anyway bcs I was sobbing over my ex to Lifetime(reimagined) by Ben & Ben so.....
It was supposed to be an easy mission. Arrive, kill off five low level wanderers, and leave. What nobody expected was that there were nearly more than a dozen high level wanderers in the area. Wrong information was entered in the database, how convenient.
So there I was, fighting for my life. It's in these moments where I wonder just how many bullets I have in my person. But those thoughts are quickly interrupted as another wanderer charges at me. I had barely dodged it, the countless cuts littering my flesh had rendered me weak and slower than usual. "Damn it.. where the hell is the signal?!" I've been trying to contact HQ, but the signal kept failing me.
This is it... I'm going to die. I fell to my knees, looking up just enough to see the Alterum Benedict Wanderer in front of me. I was just about to give up when the sharp whistle of bullets rained on the horde of wanderers before me. “Shit.. Are you okay—?!” “Caleb! What are you doing here?” Within seconds, he was right in front of me, checking my injuries. “You weren't responding to my messages.. I couldn't reach you in any way I tried, so I tracked your location.” “How did you even—” “That's not important right now! Can you stand up? Run! I'll hold them off.” His words were cut short when another wanderer charged towards us. But thankfully, he managed to ward it off. “Are you out of your mind?! I am not—" "Just run!” i flinched a little at the loudness of his voice. But I reluctantly stood up and he followed suit. My arms found their way around him, holding him tightly. “..Please. Just promise me you'll be okay.” He stilled for a moment before hugging me back. “Someone has to take care of you, right? And I'm the only one capable. Of course I'll come back to you. Don't worry about me, just run.” He let go of me and despite my worries, I ran.
Sharp pain shot through me every step of the way, but I persevered. The further I got, the quieter the gun shots and shrieks of the wanderers were. I could still hear Caleb's voice, thankfully. But then, everything was quiet, save for the voices of the wanderers. My heart stopped, and time froze for me. Did I lose him again..? It took all of my will to not turn back around to try and save him, but I knew that I would only be a burden to him.
I kept running. My legs screamed, my lungs burned, and my heart—my heart was already halfway shattered. The silence behind me was deafening. No more gunfire. No more Caleb. I stumbled into the extraction zone, collapsing against the cold steel of the evac shuttle. The medics rushed to me, voices muffled by the ringing in my ears. I kept looking past them, eyes locked on the horizon, waiting for him to appear. Any second now. He promised.
Time passed by as every second felt like an hour. The sun had set now, and the team retrieved only his communication device
His comms device was the only sign of him left, surrounded by the corpses of wanderers he’d slain. His weapon was empty. His comms were fried. His last message, recovered from a damaged chip in his gear, was a voice note—crackling, broken, but unmistakably his:
"Tell them I did it for her. Tell her I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise."
I listened to it over and over, until the words etched themselves into my bones. I should’ve turned back. I should’ve fought beside him. I should’ve—
But I didn’t.
I didn't sleep that night. My mind was plagued with the sound of his voice. The warmth of his touch that I didn't know would be the last time I felt him again.
“The sun's warmth shines over the moon even from far away. But even so, they can never be together; only chasing after another forever.”
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Vyn x Reader
Gender neutral
Angst
Third Person POV
Proofread and improved
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Two opposite personalities met and are filled with anxiety. One wears a wry smile, while one wears such a simple smile but hides countless unexplainable emotions.
The girl embodies the sun. The warmth of her smile thaws at his frozen heart every time. The man, however, represents the moon; Dark and mysterious. One could only see one side of him. He however, controls and affects things with such precision, Making sure that every thing is balanced and well. But, no matter how mysterious and powerful he is, his unexplainable beauty lures even the greatest beings.
The sun and the moon may be complete opposites, but they both have one thing in common: they love each other. They long to hold, and be bold as their affectionate actions unfold and display it for the world to see. Even though they feel love towards each other, the moon still covers and hides as his eyes go blind with the bright and pure light the sun shines. 'She deserves someone that can actually appreciate her beauty and importance with no consequences or hindrances..' He moon thinks.
The moon may hold countless secrets of his that may remain untold. But with determination and passion, he can finally accept his fate and try fight for their love. But even with these strong wishes, the sun and the moon remain far away from each other's reach as the sun let's out a small sigh and even with the countless tries, their love simply cannot grow. The distance between them shortening and getting farther. The moon loses all hope. But the sun? She remains determined. She remains positive. But the moon has given up. The moon, now darker than it used to be, blocks out the warmth of the sun. He was just in arms reach, but there seemed to be a barrier that was not letting her reach him.. The sun senses the moon losing feelings for her, but she remains unafraid and hoping for a day that he returns and remains to try for the sake of their love.
That day never arrived.
The moon now takes advantage of her, stealing the light she used to beam at him and the earth. He's now as cold as the dark space that surrounds them. Maybe even colder than a died-out star, but all she knows is that he's no longer the same.
The last days of the sun now approaches. Her usual bright rays weakening yet her hot and fuming affection still burns more than it ever has. The moon realizes this and it finally clicks. His beloved sun has also fallen out of love, has she? The burning passion of the sun explodes into pieces. She is now turning into something he dreaded. She's turning into someone like him. The sun gives out a small ray of light to him acting as a farew—
The sound of someone calling Vyn's name snaps him back to reality. “Dr. Richter, are you alright? You've been spacing out a lot these days.” The sound of her voice calling my name.. oh how much i missed it.. he thought.
“Ah— It's nothing. I'm simply just deep in thought.” “I see, please remember that if there's anything bothering you, don't hesitate to come to us,” “Thank you, Ro—”
“Rosa.”
A sudden voice interrupts Vyn's words. Both him and Rosa turn their heads to see Artem standing near the door to the NXX meeting room.
“It's getting late. We still have some work to do too. Let's go home early for the day, I'll be in charge of dinner tonight.”
“'kay, love! Coming~”
“Love”. That nickname is infuriating. Jealousy fills his mind and face alike. Artem spares him a glance and he bows his head a bit as a slight sign of respect and whatnot.
"Hesitancy is something that you must, at all costs, avoid. With hesitancy, every chance that might've opened up for you might close and never open again. You can also connect hesitancy with cowardice and fear. But even so, these three things are much so unavoidable in every day life. But always keep in mind that if you ever hesitate in doing something, think it through first before jumping into sudden decisions and giving up. The pain and the regret that comes after hesitancy is never worth it."
And with that, Vyn's class is now finished. He enters his car and leans and buries his head on the steering wheel. A slight chuckle escapes his lips as if mocking himself. It's quite pathetic though. Teaching his students to not hesitate, and instantly calling himself out. But all he said was true. Hesitancy is the root of all regret. And another thing will now haunt him for the rest of his life.
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A/N: jesus christ my grammar was not grammaring years ago😭😭🥀 idk how yall put up with me bro bwhagahhaha
“Are you ready?” I heard Xavier's voice from outside the door. “Almost done! I just need a minute.” We both were preparing to go on a date, something that he had planned for days. The door opens, revealing me in the clothes that he bought as gifts for me from our first date. “How do I look?” "Beautiful, as always.” “So, when are you gonna tell me where we're going?” “You'll know once we arrive.” He flashes me that adorable grin he always wore. It's in moments like these that I feel lucky to have him.. “It's not too far from here. We can walk, if it won't be too much for you,” He took my hand in his and moments later, I found myself walking through the quiet streets with him. These moments were rare, and it only makes me cherish it more.
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The breeze flew past us, the scent of flowers filling the air. “I didn't even know this place existed... How did you find this place..?" I looked around us, seeing the vast field of grass and flowers, with trees scattered around the area. He picked us a spot under a tree, with the perfect view of the field and the sky above. With how beautiful this place was, it almost felt like a dream. I turned my gaze to look at him, but he only smiled once more. “I have my ways,” He gently settled a blanket over the grass so we could sit down. He placed down some sandwiches, strawberries, and juice for us to eat once we get hungry.
Once we sat down, I gazed up into the sky. It was a beautiful golden color, with the stars beginning to peek from the final rays of the sun. His hand found mine as I felt at peace from the relaxing atmosphere. “Enjoying yourself, love?” “I can never get used to you calling me that...” I chuckled, snuggling closer to him. The heat of his body against mine felt nice. “The sky looks so beautiful...” I spoke quietly as the golden skies eventually turned into a darker, bluish hue. “Don't you think so too, Xavier?” I turned my head to look at him, only to find him already looking at me. “Mhm, yeah.. Beautiful,” I felt the heat rush to my cheeks, before quickly looking away. I lean against him, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. The beautiful view, the sweet scent of flowers, and the man that I love next to me? If only I could stay in this moment forever, I thought to myself.
I took a deep breath, before everything went dark. The feeling of his hand disappeared from mine. The comforting heat of his body vanished. I wanted to call his name, but no sound came from my mouth.
Oh, right.
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“Wake up, please! Open your eyes!”
It all felt like a dream.. because it was. The heat I felt on my cheeks when he called me "love" were his tears.. His hand and body against mine, was him holding me as I was unresponsive..
When I said I wished I could stay in that moment forever with him.. It was coming true in the most cruel way only fate could do.
I could barely hear his muffled cries of my name. His voice was filled with utter desperation. Oh, my brightest star.. why is fate so cruel to us..? Please, don't cry. I think I'll die a second time if I hear those pained cries of yours once more. Even thrice.
“Not again, please.. Take me! Just take me, not.. not the only one that I've ever loved..”
I felt his hands squeeze mine, the heat of his body comforting me as the breeze flew past us, carrying the sweet scent of flowers as the sun had now completely set.
“.The sunset is beautiful. Isn't it, my heart..? Please.. open your eyes or you'll miss it...”
No matter how much he pleaded, I know his wishes wouldn't be answered. But at least my wish of staying in this moment forever was answered.
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Authors note: YIPPEEEE FINISHEDDD this is my first au in a WHILEEE bro, I've gotten rusty😭 I last used tumblr at around 2022, THIS APP HAS CHANGED SM OMFGGG I've been gone from writing and content creating on tiktok as well so ik that not many people would even know me HABAHAHAHA I'm js glad I can go back to writing now
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