survivor blog

he pins her to the wall and sobs into her neck because he can’t do this, he can’t flit through life like it’s a secret, like she’s striking a lighter just to set his cigarette to flames. he doesn’t smoke anymore, but she still drinks, and she tastes like wine, her entire body tastes like wine, and he holds her against the wall and she holds him back. she doesn’t say a word until they’re on her bed, and his knee’s between her legs, and she tells him she’s sorry.

he begs her to change her mind, but she says she can’t, says it’s too late for that. we could just go, he says, and she laughs bitterly into his mouth, paints her answer across his skin with her fingertips and it feels like light, it feels like sunshine, it feels yellow. he drinks her in like the wine she buys, like she’s something expensive, something to behold. it’s a no from me, she says, and he pushes her into the blankets, holds her down, tries to make her change her mind in the only way he knows how to communicate without words. she doesn’t say no to that.

i love you, he says, right onto her ear, his breath hot, words panted out, and she laughs, sharp and harsh, and wraps an arm around him, uses his tie to pull him flush against her. i know, she says. i’m sorry, she says. i wish we could, she says. i wish we could, she says. i’m so sorry. he tells her that he knew she was trouble from the moment he saw her, and she laughs into his ear and says, ditto, her words sprawled out across the sheets like her legs and hands, like his hands pressed into hers, fingers intertwined.

I’M CHEATING BY PICKING TWO FAVORITE CHARACTERS HAHA

This is an official plea for help

“There’s been far too many rumors about me at court- that I am visiting magicians who worship the Lord of Light, that I have committed obscenities with that Martell girl, and that I am far too fond of my bastard Lannister cousin in the queen’s guard.”

“Rose, All those things are true, though.”

“I would prefer it if they weren’t also talked about.”

Rose is a Targaryen bc they have the purple eyes, also she was laready a princess to me so. Dave is a lannister, bastard born- his mother slept with the court’s eccentric fool, but pardoned when he was knighted into the Queen’s Guard.

Terezi is Rose’s weird as fuck blind cousin. Both of them get weird visions sometimes.