Something about Charles nuzzling and kissing Max’s palm post getting shot and after surgery + sniffing Max’s wrist during his rut haze… FREAKK I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE..
It was hard for him to breathe, it ached everywhere. He couldn’t move. His throat burned, head was spinning. He couldn’t remember where he was, or why it had gotten so dark so soon.The pain had hit him so intensely he’d lost all his balance and tripped over a few stones, landing face-first into sand. He could feel his muscles spasming under his skin.
It must’ve been one of those times..
He wasn’t able to recall where he fell, or how long he had been lying there. Something he did know was that the pain wasn’t going to get any better any time soon. It was only getting worser.
Distantly, he could make out the vague sounds of people screaming, metals clanking. Men roaring. This wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all because he knew. He knew when they screamed like that people die.
He whimpered.
He wanted to get away. He wanted to escape. Those people scared him. They were hurting the villagers and they were going to hurt him too and--
Just then, a gentle hand pressed onto his back. A strange sense of relief washed over Umer. He felt someone softly rubbing circles on the sides of back.
“Do not worry child, i am here for you.” spoke the voice of a woman.
He couldn’t tell if this was real or the pain had worsened to the point he was starting to hallucinate things. But this was welcome. He was starting to lose consciousness anyway.
The woman carefully dragged him into a warm embrace. His sore little muscles complied to her actions. Her presence seem to calm his nerves. He felt a kiss his temple, “I’ll stay by your side for the night, little boy.”
Alright so i must inform you, i am not the best at English, neither am i a good writer. But i wanted to write something with Baby Umer and IVC anyway. Q__Q This is my first time writing something somewhat seriously. I’m sorry if this was cringe but i tried my best lol.
Umer has dreamt of IVC long before her ruins were discovered in the 1900s. He knew of her presence in a strange innate way, but didn’t know how credible this feeling was. Growing up, he thought he might’ve conjured up the figure of this woman to cope with his sense of loneliness and grief. That was until he visited the ruins of her civilization himself, was when he realized he recognized this place from his dreams.
I think it would be a fun concept to have the Ancients appear in the dreams of their descendants once in a while lol Now whether their descendants believe they’re real or not is entirely subjective but i think a concept like that would be sweet. I think the link of IVC to Pakistan is kinda deep, in the sense that IVC has ancient sites in nearly all provinces of Pakistan. And Pakistan roughly constitutes the entire region which was once IVC’s territories.
Growing up, Umer felt like a outcast. Not because of his apparent case of not aging (as compared to humans), but also because he didn’t really fit into a category of what he represented. He had no sense of being a proper “Nation” till very later on. He had seen empires and their personifications running amok with such pride and spirit, like they had it all figured out. I guess Umer kinda envied that. He just needed to find a place of his own.
{I’ve been watching Samurai Champloo again and I kept swooning everytime Jin spoke and it was bothering me so I looked up his voice actor....IT”S FUCKING SAIX. NO WONDER.}
