remisa is sooo. when the god worships the human
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What if you were bones? If there was nothing else left of you?
No lungs filled with sweet laughter. No blood rushing to blushing cheeks. No skin grazing against mine when you twined our fingers together.
What if there was nothing left?
If I cradled your ribs in my palm, haunted by the ghost of your heartbeat? If I caressed the line of your ulna, almost able to feel the light brush of overlarge shirtsleeve dipping past your wrist? If the back of my knuckle skimmed the cheek of your skull, so sure I could still feel golden eyes staring so gently back at me through empty sockets?
(Mother said I'd have to watch everyone I loved pass on, but I was promised more time.)
(I walk out of step with the world, but you joined me with a gait all our own.)
(What is that if not a promise?)
What if there was nothing left but bones, yet I could still see the shape of you in the remains? If I handled every piece with the gentlest care, rebuilding you from the inside out? If I held each phalange tenderly in my palm, as if this were a new way you'd chosen to hold my hand?
(I was promised more time. Not enough, but more than this.)
Healing hurts. Magic weaving through meat and muscle and sinew, knitting together a wound before it's ready to let go. It's beautiful and necessary. The pain. Healing hurts. Living hurts. Loving hurts. Love beats in my heart my throat my hands my staff, bleeding like a gaping wound with every forbidden word spoken and ancient symbol sketched into stone.
If you need skin, blood, lungs, then you will have them. If you need flesh and meat and beating heart, I will build you them with my two bloodied hands. I will sculpt your bones a home from the carcass of a beast, breathe life into your hearth with dragonfire.
Healing hurts.
What if I didn't care who I hurt, if it meant having you again?
I think you can understand the sentiment.
And one day soon, when you look at me in the light above and give that gentle smile, I can't help but imagine hooking my fingers between the slats of your ribs and tugging you close enough to hear your heartbeat.
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we can make sorceressexual yen a thing ok. she kissed triss FOR SURE, also fringy, and sabrina. that's just growing up together and bonding aretuza style <3
but then you add keira and phil and marti and and -
yen kissed them all i know it 😌
aretuza is the equivalent of the all-girl religious summer camps actually
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ohh i just thought of a juicy little concept for a fucked up probably more conceptual horror than romance story.... and it would be lesbians... a true messed up kind of situationship
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me: i never had crushes as a kid
also me as a kid: played ocarina of time and spent irl days playing out fanfics in my head about sheik/link hurt/comfort, sheik/link having homoerotic fights, the whole link/shadow link thing........
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call today new yuri's eve the way me and loveletter/💌 anon keep typing like 3 paragraphs to eachother and sort-of maybe kinda ish flirting . a little bit ^_^
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I had a dream abt that guy you’re obsessed with after seeing your posts and you know what I get it now
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BYOUKI NO MINNASAN, WE GOT ANOTHER ONE
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I love ganauru they are so horrible they deserve each other so much. Like are you seeing this. They want to rip each other apart with their bare hands. I think we should lock them in a room together and let them try, and what happens from there is their business.
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