So, added a new work to my Sunburn fic (now series)...
https://archiveofourown.org/works/75749851

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So, added a new work to my Sunburn fic (now series)...
https://archiveofourown.org/works/75749851
https://archiveofourown.org/works/57530284
Zelda is 11 years old and can only hope, when she sees the young knight in training, that maybe they can be friends. [For Zelink Week 2024, theme “sealed fate”]
Word Count: 4000
Because she wants a friend, she wants to say. Not a few minutes of conversation with somebody in her father’s employ. Not a formal greeting with someone who can never address her as anything other than her title. But someone she can talk to. Someone she can confide in, about how awful and uncomfortable the water in the cathedral is, or share excitement with about some of her more recent biology lessons. To go out onto the castle grounds and share a meal with, like the characters in Molli’s books.
Sometimes I wish I knew what you thought. Do you ever think about what could be? Do you ever think of me...? I wish I could hold your hand, take you on dates, and just have you here. I guess I'll keep wishing...
i just. i want to tell you.
i want you to know.
maybe if i tell you i’ll stop
hurting
maybe i’ll be able to
breathe
maybe you’ll-
maybe you won’t turn away
maybe you’ll stay
it’s a foolish notion
barely a passing thought
when i actually give it thought
but if i let it flutter by
just barely present in my mind
i can almost pretend it’s true
that if i told you
you’d say it back
that things would change
that maybe
i wouldn’t be sitting here alone anymore
but there are things
beyond even our control
that would keep that from happening
even if-
-but there isn’t an “if” to begin with
I'm a weapon, please use me for what I was made for?..
I'm insane
I got the doe sweater beacuse of him.
I love being a switch in my mind
Either having control of someone and seeing how they submit themself
And at same time wanting to be degraded and put in my place
Ngghfh hehehehe