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I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I would protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).
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✧ I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).
The battle had broken out faster than anyone had expected, separating people in the mad rush of the fighting. There had been eight of them on patrol when they got ambushed by some rebels, twenty of them flying out of the trees and into their path.
One of the knights died immediately with an arrow in his throat, his hands trying to stem the flow of blood before collapsing to the ground. Then they were surrounded and Asif and Sunisa found themselves back to back, strangely natural at this point. With the odds greater than two to one, Sunisa found herself fighting desperately just to keep them back, knowing that some of the dying screams were their compatriots.
Finally, she got a break and pushed forwards, sliding her blade through the side of leather armour and wrenching it clear. She breathed out in dual horror and satisfaction, before raising her sword to complete the same task.
But the next enemy wasn’t within striking distance. They were hidden in the trees, a crossbow firing a bolt directly at Asif’s back. She screamed out as she watched, as she leaped towards him, as the bolt buried itself in her collarbone instead.
Asif swiftly dispatched the man infront of him and turned, shock an unusual look for him. It was quickly replaced with a blood-thirsty anger, and he threw a knife into the back of the one who had tried to shoot him.
Then her eyes were closed, and she felt a cold steal up her arm, a numbness in the back of her chest. Time seemed to speed past and stay still, until her head was being lifted into Asif’s lap. His hands were covered in gore, but he still pulled stroked the back of her head, stilling as she hissed from the pain of the movement.
He was muttering something, she realised, that shadow near visible at his back. But white was stealing across her vision and she blinked twice, tried to focus on his eyes.
Her free hand reached up to grasp one of his and it took all of her breath to speak. “Asif, hey, hey, it’ll be okay. Just, just do something for me? Just, do something for the lives that we’ve taken. We can’t be absolved, but we’ve, we’ve got to honour it. Do something for them.”
I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I would protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).
This is, perhaps, the sort of arrangement they’ll say to have no shame in, if it can get you through the next battle.
The Ambassador sweeps into the tent; in a gust of glazed starlight, with practiced elegance and ethereal grace. Once, he’d been used for a weapon. Once, he’d been terrible: torn soldiers from their sanity, seduced madness into the crevices of a dying kingdom. Once, many millennia ago, he’d even been feral: a sulfuric animal, burning with lustful, ravenous frenzy.
But now, he is the salve upon every cut. They’ve built cathedrals in his honor; sacrificed fresh fruit and blood wine upon his altars. And they’ve come to him now, to ask assistance.
Please, My Lord. He listens to so few.
( He listens to you. )
The room is in disarray. War maps have been shredded, some half-discarded into the dying embers of a yellow fire, others crumpled like rags. Markers and figurines are strewn about the floor, as if they’d been forcibly cleared from the table with a furious swipe - and the table in question sits on its side, upturned like a gutted carcass.
“Having a fit?” Cedric inquires.
Asif turns, and he is nothing but the gleam of a black glare, tucked into the nighttime. He looks crazed, purple and bruising with obvious effort. His men fear him tremendously in this state: gone is the golden knight, replaced instead with a creature so wild, so wrathful, so wholly reverent in the face of chaos. War-madness. Blood-thirst.
But Cedric is not afraid. He has courted War, after all - and let it make a lover out of him for one thousand years. He has let darkness into his bed; bled ichor for it, knelt at its feet. He knows what Ilo and Asif look like on a battlefield, terror personified; and he knows how that same terror tastes slotted against his mouth.
“I told you not to listen, the next time they sent for you,” Asif says, finally. He sounds dangerous. He sounds like a man who wishes not to be perturbed.
Cedric brushes forward, and quick like a kiss, seizes his wrist.
Asif hisses, tries to jerk back - but already, he is melting, wavering. The strange blackness behind his gaze pulsates with waning power. For all of Asif’s reluctance, Cedric senses his relief. Like a freeing gasp of air, finally knocked back into him.
“You make me want to snuff out the stars,” he growls. “You make me want to hurt.”
Cedric isn’t entirely sure it’s him Asif is speaking to - but no matter. He brings Asif’s hand up, and guides those worn, war-calloused fingers around the pale hollow of his own throat.
“So hurt.”
( The mortal tightens his grip on the angel; the angel coils his magic closer around the mortal. This is a mutual liberation. )
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I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side.✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret.✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).
I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).
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Her white nightgown billowed around her as she stared out the window. her kingdom, so serene and beautiful. The sea was black to match the sky above, but all she saw when she looked at it was the bright blue that glistened in the morning light. The sand, now dark and deserted, isn’t what she saw when she shifted her eyes from the water gently making waves to the shore line. She saw kids playing in the sand, running and giggling as they picked up little trinkets that laid around the beaches. She saw herself running along those same shores.
And yet as she shifted her body, she saw something else entirely. She saw herself. Not the giggling little girl running away from the waves, but the shell of a woman that stared back at her. Dark circles shadowing her eyes, a paleness to her skin that was uncharacteristic in a palace surrounded by sunlight, a dimness in her eyes. It made her sad to know she caused all of this. Her beloved magic, what makes her truly stand out from the countless others that possess the same skills as her, took a toll on her body. Had she not taken the vial, she may have looked a bit more like that little girl who ran along the water’s edge. Her skin would be brighter, eyes would be more full of life. She would’ve been fine.
But there’s always that voice in the back of her head screaming otherwise. Alone, alone, alone. Had her brother not chose another kingdom over their own? Had her sister not chosen guests from far away palaces over herself? Had people not started to find other artists to admire, other people to call their muse? She may have been fine without the magic, but she may not have been. It’s not the pain of the magic that keeps her enthralled, it’s the fear of what she would be without it. The fear of being forgotten– being truly alone.
She jumped when she finally noticed Asif’s presence. She felt like she talked more with her guards than her own family these days. It was his job, after all, to be around her. Her eyes trained on his body– his attire of all black, the sharp curve of his jawline, the flecks of purple in his otherwise blue eyes. She finally focused her attention on a different object in the room, but the voice in her head spoke up again: alone, alone, alone.
She didn’t want to be alone. So, she cleared her throat. She watched as the guard’s careful gaze trained on her before she spoke softly,
