Not A Clone

Hey~ I was inspired by the amazing @ask-taurtis and @ask-samgladiator to create a Grian role-play blog. I’ve never really hosted a blog like this so I’m pretty much a noob but Ima try.

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗(wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗(hoping for a romantic relationship)

💔 Non-existent💗 Very low💗💗 A little💗💗💗 Hopeful💗💗💗💗 High💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

(( I decided to write a little drabble for this! I haven’t written in a while, so I’m sorry for how bad this is! ))

Sam messed with the sleeves of his jacket to try and settle his nerves. He was going to confess finally, he would tell Taurtis how he feels, how he loves him. He calmly walked up to the taller, tugging on his sleeve and taking a deep breath, “Hey, Taurtis..? I need to tell you something..” Sam said softly as Taurtis turned to him

“What is it?” Taurtis offered a kind smile to the smaller

“I.. I love you..” Sam breathed “And-I have for a while now-since we started middle school, if not before then.”

Taurtis went silent, and stared at Sam, causing the smaller’s breaths to pick up, preparing for the worst.

“I.. I’m sorry, Sam.. I don’t feel the same.. I see you as a brother…”

There it was, exactly what he was expecting.. how could he.. Sam gave him so much..

Sam’s mind raced, so many things going on in it, he began to loose himself. Where did this knife come from?Without any thought, Sam lodged the blade in Taurtis’ neck, yanking it out and moving it to stab him in other places.They ended up on the ground, Sam shaking as he held it lodged in Taurtis’ chest, tears cascading down his cheeks as he stared down at the corpse of his loveHow could he have done this… he didn’t want to-he loves him-he wants to protect Taurtis from hurting-not cause it

That was when he woke up, hiccuping and rolling onto his side, hugging himself with tears still rolling down his cheeks

Push off a cliff

Kiss

Marry

Set on Fire

Wrap a Blanket around

There’s not a thing that scares me anymore,