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#I'm so sorry cornfield chase came on and I was gripped by visual so strong I had to share it
toasteaa · 1 year
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I know I said I would shut up (and I will) but...first kiss with Dainsleif thoughts hit me like a truck and I cannot stop thinking about it.
The gentleness, the uncertainty; the fear that he will stain you, the single star in his everlasting night, and ruin you with the abyssal rot that creeps along his body, festering and reminding him of everything he has already lost...the thought, the very concept, plagues him. He promised - he swore - he would never allow himself that pain again. He would never again open his heart to a moment of peace and tranquility. He stood by that swear when he first met you, fought against his own feelings, convinced himself he was simply deluding himself with visions of fantasy.
He tried, the heavens know he tried, to resist. He tried to convince himself that this was another trial, another temptation, another reminder of everything he's lost and everything he could lose again. The way you look at him worries him yes, but the way it makes him feel *terrifies* him; what if this was all a mistake? What if one day you finally awoke to the horror of what he is? Of the duty he failed to uphold? What if you knew that he couldn't protect you, just as he couldn't protect his nation? What if -
But oh, the way you touch him with a hand as gentle as an evening breeze, the way you reassure him with whispers sweeter than sunsettia wine, the way you love him so wholeheartedly, so unyieldingly -
It stirs a fire in him; one of hope dressed in a shroud of loss. It trembles a fear in him; a miscellany of emotions he hasn't felt in over 500 years. He's more afraid than he's been in centuries, and yet...
He's never felt more alive.
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