one of the tragic galex songs of all time. to me

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one of the tragic galex songs of all time. to me
this time, that time, and the other time...
if it makes you less sad i will die by your hand 😃
SQUAD LISTS:
bc our discord has way too many & i need to keep track so i can make group fanart !!
largesquad: iida / deck / tokoyami / deku / mal / ochako / g*ston / + honorary members !
villainsquad: deck / iida / momo / kaminari / tokoyami / mina / g*ston / shouto
prototypesquad: ura / misaki / yamikumo / iida / katsuki
vapesquad: mina / tokoyami / shouto / ???
edgesquad: deck / kirishima / tokoyami / jirou / shinsou / bakugou / ???
bandsquad: the band o_o
softsquad (??): kouda / deku / kirishima / ojiro
baby manta rays are called pups????? 🥺
christ I'm so fucking excited for nge like you wouldn't believe. I've never held such a strong conviction that I'll like a piece of media before I even step foot into it . It's LIFE or DEATH over here
@bloodofthefates asked; 🎲 / send 🎲 to generate a kiss! - a kiss to the back of the hand
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬. it seems there is a whole gulf between the witcher and the former princess of creyden that will not ever be traversed by anything as pathetic and silly as love. by anything from fairytales that seems a cure-all to every ill they've known. that will magically make them as they once were before all the bad. a flimsy rope bridge across that ravine it would be , insincere and neither would believe it.
but loyalty. that is a different matter.
this evening is the calm after a storm. a betrayal in her midst , and renfri had had to kill as consequence. fragments of the story had come as she'd picked at bread at his fireside some ways outside of oxenfurt. she only comes looking for him when he's in the forest , and geralt supposes it offers a safety that towns do not. that they can sit here in the glow of the fire , and be content with the idea that neither will attack. simply two loveless monsters as they are , in company for a little while.
as the night draws in , geralt can no longer sit up. the ache of his hip , his bad knee , he can't bear them any more. and so he's curled up on his side , a rolled up blanket as his pillow , as he listens to more of renfri's muttered observations on the duplicitous nature of her allies. and the more he listens , the more he wishes to be unlike them. he reaches for her hand , tired and clumsy , but the kiss he places against it is of fealty indeed.
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