#flashsentryrps

Send 💌 to read a love letter from my muse (adressed to yours)

[Note: Don’t take it as canon to our interaction]

((and also, no worries about that, go at your own pace~))

Flash,

First, I’m sorry if it seems like I’m avoiding the subject. I know all too well what it is, and I really should just say it to your face, like I think you’d do to me. But that’s just it. I can think about it. Speculate. But not know for sure. And it’s really hurting me inside.

I feel so happy when we talk nowadays. It’s nothing like back then. I can actually listen to you and appreciate all the little things that you do for me. I noticed them all too much now. I think I noticed it more than you do, even. Were you just born a gentleman, or do you really just like me more now, like I do you?

Once again, I can only think it over, without being certain. It’s worse that I’m even afraid of bringing it up and letting what has happened in the past hold us back. I don’t want that. I’ve moved on, and what I’ve been doesn’t define me. I was so glad to hear that you’ve noticed that, in Camp Everfree. Sorry about bailing, by the way. I was watching out for Timber and Gloriosa back then: you saw what warranted that later that day. But anyway, that was rude of me. Just another piece of hay in the haystack of my past screw-ups…

But I don’t want to leave it at that. I want to do what I can for you too. For all that time where you stuck with me, despite malicious intent, despite an uncaring and power-hungry nature. I want to treat you with the tenderness that you use with me. Actually let you into my life, without reservations.

I want to be the girlfriend you always deserved.

It feels like I’m so far from that, but hey. I’ve improved up to this point, haven’t I? And with my friends, and you, by my side, I feel like I always will be.

Yours,

The awkward silence hit hard for the moment, leaving Sunset’s eyes to wander around Flash’s place, still with the same smile affixed to her face. It struck her how long ago it felt like she’d been here last. And how much bigger it was than her own apartment. It was pretty inviting, all things considered. She couldn’t believe she’d been blind to this back then.

At the question, her gaze focused again, and her head tilted in thought.

“I think I don’t have any plans for today...” The party had been her only weekend program, unless her friends called her to some other get-together during the afternoon. These were the times where Sunset spent buried in books and talking to Twilight about Equestria, ending up drenched in nostalgia. But the question obviously had a purpose: and at least to Sunset, it did sound way flirtier than Flash might have meant.

She didn’t know if that was because of the after-kiss mood or just... wishful thinking.

((well, i mean, yeah. true.

“ Too much love will kill you Just as sure as none at all It'll drain the power that's in you Make you plead and scream and crawl And the pain will make you crazy You're the victim of your crime Too much love will kill you Every time” “Too much love will kill you It'll make your life a lie Yes, too much love will kill you And you won't understand why You'd give your life, you'd sell your soul But here it comes again Too much love will kill you In the end...”

“In the end”

At the Royal Ball [x] || OPEN