@suntched sent / ❝ i know what i can do is special. i just wish people would see more than what i can do for them. i wish they would see me. ❞
𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐠 could not settle even the quietest of storms. the drenches of unheard pleas were building, unleveled and in danger of towering into a darkness of a long shadow. a heavy crown of a gifted beauty to weigh heavier with each step. face only shown truth to those who fought the same battle. to seek refuge to his aid was questionable but humble. “ wishes never come true. ” as his voice carried lightly with truth, thanos only perched a hand delicately to her face. a crescent hold to her chin, almost an exploration to figure out the missing piece. the colors to match when all too soon, the answer left just as his hand to her skin.
“ they never will.” in turn, he frowned. mapping out what was only presented, grief and confusion. a mix of emotions and the true nature of greed. the overflow of appreciation, thrown into a wilted flower left to die. “ they see nothing more than the gift you are. they will never see the person you wish to be. end it before your pain becomes more than what swallows you to the ground. do not become the cold, be the fire within yourself to stop.” outcasted, pushed into givers. becoming a selfish being and realize the potential use of what could be more than just that - a gift, no more. “ be you, be you and everything you were made to be. be more for me, won’t you?? ”