#cossassin

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૪ for sansette (bc i hate myself pt. 2)

; drabble meme.

૪ for a drabble of our characters breaking up

they should've seen it coming.

As most break-ups do, it started with an argument. Sansa was tired. Tired of waiting for hours on end for Cosette to get home, sometimes wondering if she would even come home at all, and Cosette understood that. For the first time in many years, tears threatened to spill over as she reminded Sansa that that was why she told her to keep her distance in the first place. 

"I thought we could be different! I thought you could... I thought I could help you, and you could help me, so you wouldn't have to do this."

               "Well, you were wrong."

"That's clear."

When Sansa replied, she flinched. To hear such a biting tone from such... kind lips wasn't something that Cosette was prepared for. All bets were off. She wasn't going to hold back.

"Well, I'm glad we know that now, before it went any further."

Sansa's head snapped up, bloodshot eyes searching for Cosette's, but meeting a turned back instead.

"Now, you can go, and neither of us will get hurt any more than we already are. It's for the best, isn't it?"

                It wasn't.

        "I suppose you're right."

                           No, she wasn't. 

Cosette glanced back, but this time it was she who was met by a bowed head, Sansa's elbows leaning so hard on thighs that they were shaking, and she was sure they would bruise just by looking at them. "You don't have t-... I can bring your stuff back to your house tomorrow. "

                      "Thank you. Well, goodbye, Cosette."

      I love you, don't go, I didn't mean it, don't go.

                                 "—Drive safely." 

[revolutiio-blog]

cossassin started following you

        "If you could either stop          distracting Pontmercy or          join in on the revolution          yourself, that would be great."

[politelyfun-blog]

chagriin, sxmniare, scottiish, cossassin & thebrokenboyking

               ’ --- which way are you headed?                  perhaps we could walk together. ’

[sweetlingstarkarchive]

u kno this better than anyone mf

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⁂ bYE

my muse takes a bullet for yours: accepting !!

     In the second before it happened Sansa thought of nothing,              pure silence, pure relaxation.   It was instant and it was pure               like the snow when it first fell or the first smile of a baby. &&              then a lump rose in her throat  &&   the impact knocking her              back, her stumbling over nothing,   the sound ringing in her              ears. She was trying so hard to breathe a breath that wasn’t              there and oh God here came the tears, and no, no no no, no,              just like her family, just like everyone else,  she was  DYING.

              Sansa was sliding to the ground in Cosette’s arms, gasping              for air with shaking chest   &&   flooding eyes.   Jerking  this              way  &&  that in her arms and rain was falling  &&  the blood              was everywhere, washing away around them. The I’m sorrys              poured out && poured out && poured out.

              Sansa shut her up with a kiss, something Sansa’d only ever              done in dreams on the nights   Cosette  would wrap around              her in bed. She would miss it, she thought, kissing Cosette              hard, eyes shut and tears streaming. She would miss it.

              She pulled away slowly, giving a shriek as the pain stabbed              at her gut, sobbing, her forehead to her friend’s, her lover’s,              trying to think of what to say because oh God,  it hurt,    &&              there wasn’t much time left she could feel it  &&  she cooed,              wiping the rain && the tears off Cosette’s face.

              Sansa Stark smiled, laughed, then cried harder.

                        ❝ Cosette, I love you, Cosette please don’t                                             hate me for this, please don’t hate me. ❞                                             Shaky breath, a small kiss.     ❝  It’s okay,                                             baby, it’s okay I’ll be with my family                                                      ( … )  Promise me you’ll be safe Cosette                                             promise me I         promise me you’l l     ❞

              Sansa was choking on nothing,   convulsing && suddenly it              was over, fading, leaving her.   She was sinking in Cosette’s              arms,  blood rushing through her throat and through Sansa              like a flood.  I love you she mouthed.  I love you, then black.

[sweetlingstarkarchive]

all the text symbols ~

Send “✆” for a morning text. 

[ text ; Cosette ] sorry i had to leave so early!! important business meeting at 7 i forgot to tell you about. but grocery shopping last night was fantastic. more cookies in the future? :)

Send “✉” for a text that wasn’t sent. 

[ text ;; cossie ] in all honesty you probably don’t like me at all because it seems only really pervy guys who are assholes like me and i mean you don’t fit that description thank god but i really like you cosette and it is late and i probably won’t send this so i might as well take this opportunity to type out that i like you before ( … ) deleted.

Send “☎” for a rushed text. 

[ text ;; cossie ] cosette i’m serious don’t go okay stay where you are [ text ;; cossie ] don’t go anywhere please i’m begging you[ text ;; cossie ] two wrongs don’t make a right [ text ;; cossie ] please please please

Send “⁇” for a drunk text. 

[ text ;; cossie ] HEY MR. NO NAAAAAME KID SO WHO MIGHT YOUUUUU BEEEEE AND WOULD YOU FIIIIGHT FOR MEEEEE[ text ;; cossie ] also i jsut tran ot ut of [ text ;; cossie ] shit SHIRT  TSHIT SORRY DID NOT MEAN T O  S END[ text ;; cossie ] i am ou t of ice creammm a dnd can you pweeeeease s cme ov er sand bring md some thakns!!!

Send “ø” for a late night text. 

[ text ;; cossie ] the worst part of being a wealthy heiriss in a huge house all alone is that you’re in a huge house all alone too many miles outside manhattan but the good news is i have a big enough bed that you should come over and take up some room and share the covers because they’re a mile long you know?

Send “✘” for a hateful text.

[ text ;; cossie ] fuck you why can’t you talk to me why can’t i be there for you where the flying fuck did you disappear to huh why couldn’t you tell me why couldn’t you have noticed that for once someone wanted to stay and that somebody was me okay why couldn’t you have just picked up the phone why can’t you and i bet this isn’t even your number anymore but i hope it is because i don’t know where you went off to but i love you don’t you understand

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flesh ( hHAHAHA B YE )

SEND “FLESH” FOR MY MUSES REACTION

TO YOUR MUSE PUSHING THEM UP AGAINST A WALL

AND BITING THEIR NECK.

        It was so warm that every other part of the room seemed                  cold;      the heat on her face that radiated off her cheeks                  was a whole new temperature, one Sansa’d never felt un                  -til now.    This kiss wasn’t sweet and smooth but it was                  rushed  and it was rough  and it was ( Gods forgive her )                  hot as fuck.    Her breath left her in a mix of a sigh and a                  something                and then there were her teeth, doing                  something that then made her whimper and gasp for air.                  The  skin  behind  Sansa’s ears was burning and pink as                  she whispered pleases for she wasn’t quite sure what.

                  Hands  were  running  through  Cosette’s  hair  ( fingers                  thin and bony, delicate  and  smooth )  and  Sansa  shut                  her eyes. One more, just for good measure: 

                                          ❝ Gods, Cosette, please. ❞