We both have been dead for a long time.
seen from Maldives
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We both have been dead for a long time.
He tells you he’s okay and you believe him, because you have to; because not believing him would mean he’s lying about the fractured ribs and the ligature marks on his neck that make his voice sound like it hurts to speak. He tells you not to worry, that he’s been at this for twenty some odd years and he’s use to the pain, but the stakes are higher now, the threats are greater, and all you can do is watch a man that you’ve come to love, take longer and longer to heal. It doesn’t escape you how much more grey is in his hair from when you first met him, how many new scars litter his body, how he tries to quiet the sound of every twinge and ache that he feels just getting up out of bed.
You tell him to rely on you more and he says he’s gonna, but somehow it feels like another lie.
One day, the man you love will die, and it’ll be his own damn fault, but you’ll still feel responsible and he’ll give you one last look and say that he’s glad it was him.
And it’ll finally be the truth.
Archaic WIPs of Dec25-Feb26
of the polytrix babies, the one who never stops wanting kisses when they’re little is hani. she’s not as demanding as her baby sister will eventually be, so she just purses her lips and turns her cheek towards whatever parent is holding her as a signal that she really wants kisses. and of course her parents adore giving them to her.
so they keep kissing her little cheek over and over and over again, expecting her to eventually stop wanting them.
but she doesnt. she never gives any indication that she wants them to stop kissing her cheek. in fact, if they try, hani starts pouting and crossing her arms and welling up tears in her eyes, and it startles them because holy shit that’s all three of them’s brat moves in one. they can all practically hear her using their usual lines, too (mira’s “you hate me? you hate me so much and you wish i was dead?”, zoey’s “wowwww, i can’t believe my own wives hate me, this is so fucking tragic”, and of course, rumi’s simple “oh. so you hate me.”)
and, well, they can’t let their daughter think they hate her.
so they keep giving her infinite cheek kisses until she falls asleep.
eughh I'm dead. I just couldn't post for like. three days... I think tumblr hates me tbh
I forgot how to render haii ;D very old Nyas
Me, a hardcore Thaelus shipper, these last two episodes:
A KISS ON THE FOREHEAD?
ON THE CHEEK AS WELL?
THEY ARE HOLDING HANDS?
TRAUMA BONDING?
HANNAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME
He doesn't know 😭
He went for the trial and doesn't know Mydei did show up😭😭😭 what if I end it all?
TRY NOT TO SAY FAMILY FOR ONE MINUTE CHALLENGE