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❝ i would've come sooner. i would've been here if you'd only asked. ❞ / from @vv1sh

They believed they had encountered every horror imaginable. After facing countless demon beasts and vanquishing monstrous foes, they thought nothing could be more terrifying. Yet, here she stood, the first of the sword saints, confronting a malevolence unlike any other. Before her loomed Lady Greed, a sinister figure who ensnared men as if they were mere puppets, subjecting them to torment and presenting them as devoted servants to her dark empire.

A sword saint was sworn to uphold life, not to take it.

But in this moment, the necessity was undeniable; the white-haired woman had to be stopped. The sight of her hands on him ignited a fury within, knowing she had inflicted unimaginable pain. All she had done was elevate the one who had caused them so much suffering, offering little more than a façade of care. They could not alleviate the anguish that festered inside; they could only help if asked, and they would never act without consent. Even in the face of overwhelming temptation, they would remain steadfast, refusing to wield their powers to alter fate.

What a beautiful sentiment to express. Nestled in the secluded gardens, a sanctuary untouched by the outside world, she cradled him gently in her lap, her fingers weaving through his hair like a soft breeze.

“You are a beacon of light; all I can perceive is your inherent goodness.”

Thoughts of their past eluded them, the memories of others like them fading into the background, overshadowed by the significance of their own journey. As she took his hand and lifted it, her fingers glided through the vibrant strands of crimson hair, her eyes momentarily widening in surprise. There were no walls, no defenses to shield her; she embraced the moment, yearning for it to unfold. With her eyes closed, she leaned into his touch, allowing her hand to explore and become lost in the depths of his fiery locks.

“I’ve never known fear in my life; they say a sword saint is beyond such feelings, but in that instant, I felt it…” In that fleeting moment, a wave of terror washed over her, the fear of losing the one person who meant everything to her. “I was terrified that I might lose you.”

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no offense but the soft uncertain kiss followed by a pause where the people look each other in the eyes and then fucking pull eachother back into a more passionate kiss will always be the most soul destroying trope , catch me lying on the fucking ground sobbing and rewatching The Scene™✌🏼✌🏼✌🏼

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ㅤㅤㅤLOOK   AT   HIM,   PERCEIVE   HIM;   LOVE   HIM …

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— Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises

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“In order to create light, you must first live in light.” / from @vv1sh

She hailed from another realms, shaped by ancient deities for the relentless snowfall and the ceaseless gales of winter. Others could not fathom the desire to dwell in such harsh landscapes, yet she had ventured far from her roots, seeking refuge in unfamiliar territories for a chance at survival. Their existences were worlds apart, yet they shared a deeper connection than either realized. Their narratives were woven with threads of tragedy and heartache, but somehow, amidst the chaos, they discovered solace.

Her slender fingers gracefully tracing the contours of the crystal glass that held their wine. The goblet was lifted to her lips, the rich crimson liquid igniting her throat like fire.

But as the chalice was lowered, the weight of greed clawed at her, struggling for release as she found herself submerged in the depths she had conjured. Her lungs felt invaded, a sharp pain piercing through as her words spilled forth. The notion of freedom to make her own choices hung tantalizingly in the air, and she realized how profoundly she was speaking to her own spirit, in a way that had never happened before, as if their dreams and aspirations were intricately woven together.

“Your home was stolen from you, just as mine was taken. That alone binds us in an unusual camaraderie.” Her voice carries a heavy melancholy, accompanied by a faint smile that barely touches her lips, tinged with a sense of defeat and foreboding. Yet, it is this very alliance that could secure her claim to the throne when the moment arrives, even as the fear of losing her looms larger than the dread of never reclaiming her former glory, of becoming the most cherished figure in the realm.

“Why not take the plunge?” she suggests, sipping the deep red liquid, then stepping closer to them.

With the golden chalice raised, she gently lifts their chin with a finger, teasing the warm, soft skin, tilting their head back just enough for her to pour the crimson nectar into their mouth, letting it spill and cascade down, filling them up before she leans in, their noses almost touching. As she licks the wine from their cheek, she pulls back slightly, savoring the taste on her lips.

“Your words are laced with uncertainty, yet your eyes reveal the truth; you crave this. You have every right to indulge, to embrace your darker desires with me, to be a sinner. Be greedy little star.”

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ㅤㅤㅤANYWAY,   YOU   SHOULD   SHIP   WITH   ORION,   HONESTLY   ⭐

[1vv1sh]

𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ♡

“I never noticed your eyes were this [colour].”

“Your heartbeat’s really loud.”

“You asleep?”

“I like this, being so close to you.”

“Your hair keeps falling into your eyes, do you know that? Here, lemme just—”

“You’re so, so, so pretty.”

“I just — I’m breathless, okay? Whenever I’m with you, it happens.”

“You make my heart beat so quick.”

“You always know how to make me smile.”

“You’ll always be safe with me.”

[Kisses the other on the cheek]

“Always.”

“I can’t imagine being anywhere but here with you.”

“All my choices lead me to you.”

“I’ll never give you up.”

“I sleep better if you’re around.”

“You snore in your sleep. But… it’s adorable, okay?”

“I like this. A quiet breakfast with you.”

“There’re billions of people on this planet, and I love you. How incredible is that?”

“I trust you.”

[Holds the other’s hand when they think the other won’t notice]

“You keep staring at me instead of watching the film. What’s up?”

“Let’s push all of these stuff away. I wanna dance here right now with you.”

“Are we really doing this? Are we really slow-dancing?”

“When you laugh like that, it just — you’re so beautiful, you know that?”

“No, sorry, you laughed. I … I never saw it before. It’s — pretty.”

“You haven’t laughed in a long time, and I guess I was staring ‘cause I forgot how that looked like.”

[Puts head on the other’s shoulder]

“I will never let you go.”

“You’re the best thing to have ever happened to me.”

“You wrote me a song?”

“You’ve got a fever. Of course I’m not going anywhere.”

[Suddenly feels around the bed to search for the other’s hand / body when they’re sleeping]

[Extends a hand when they see the other was searching for it while they’re sleeping]

“I just feel calmer. When I’m with you.”

“You’re not in bed. I came looking for you.”

“What are you doing up? Come to bed.”

“It’s weird. I never thought I could feel like this, but you showed up. Now, it’s like I don’t wanna go on knowing I might lose the feeling.”

“I don’t mind sharing the blankets with you.”

“You’re cold. Come here.”

“You always do that. You always warm me up.”

“Stay.”

“It’s getting crowded. Here, hold my hand.”

[Hugs for a very long time]

[Puts feet on the other’s lap]

“I’m so proud of you, you know that?”

“I love you.”

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❛ you will get better.  maybe not today, but someday. ❜ From Aladdin to Orion~✨

ㅤㅤㅤOur Starlette taken form truly listens intently to the other’s words, making sure to give his undivided attention —ㅤhead tilts just ever so, the warmth of Aladdin’s sentiment reaches him, like a distant star flickering faintly amidst the cosmic darkness,ㅤ❛ Ah, you’re right;ㅤbut we both know that already, don’t we? The dance of the stars shifts at the will of one fleeting moment. No matter how much we desire otherwise…ㅤIt’s just the way things are… ❜ㅤgrateful, understanding & yet wistful; Orion marvels at how Earth’s mortals could be so wise, despite how little time they’ve spent compared to others ( him, for example; even he doesn’t have the answers all the time. He may be old, but he’s not all-knowing… )

ㅤㅤㅤHe is reborn, in this moment,ㅤ& with a gentle sigh, Orion offers a small smile in returnㅤ[ do you see him, Aladdin? The wishing star, being ever so grateful ]ㅤ❛ But even the longest nights give way to dawn; the calm before the storm, as they say. We all have our journeys; some are long & arduous, others short & perhaps even enjoyable… but we’re all lead somewhere, in due time.ㅤThank you for your wisdom, Aladdin; you sure know how to make a guy feel better, I appreciate that, ❜ㅤHis hand is as steady & heavy as the gravity of a star, & when it reaches out, clasping Aladdin’s shoulder in a gesture of genuine gratitude,ㅤ❛ Your words, like the stars, are a light that shines even when hidden by clouds.ㅤI shall hold them close &ㅤtrust that the future holds the promise of brighter days… ❜ That’s all he can do until his light burns out,

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like would recognize like, so it's said; rare is it that stars might cross paths, always distant and detached from each other, flickering across the cosmos but never near enough— "ohhh!" breathless, excited, dainty hands reach up to clasp orion's own, holding them tight together as if he might disappear, "I've- I've never really met another Star before! This is so so so exciting!" joy colors them, makes their features twinkle and shimmer. smaller starling tips forward into his space, big grin splaying their lips, little form swaying in place, casting light with each swish, "We're go- going to be best friends! I won't hear another word about it! It's meant to be!" // from everene. One star to another star uvu

ㅤㅤㅤThere goes, the softening in his eyes practically glistening to life; the brilliance of such a gaze made palpable in light of Everene’s excitement. The warmth of their joy radiates through the air like a burst of starlight; it makes him want to smile too, & oh,ㅤhow the universe seems to hum around them, a sort of buzzing that he’s only now able to truly feel… A ripple of wonder stirs within Orion, one that he hasn’t feltㅤ[ or perhaps he never has felt ]ㅤin eons.ㅤElegant digits curl gently around theirs, like something to be treasured,ㅤ❛ Oh, a rare sight indeed... for a star to be seen by another so clearly…ㅤCan you really see me? I’ve never… had such an experience before… to share in the flicker & shimmer of existence. You’re, like me, aren’t you? You were born of light, of dreams woven through time & space. You understand me, ❜ㅤnotice the melodic hum of his voice; a soft thing, truly, carrying the weight of the very stars above them ( how he loves them, )

ㅤㅤㅤ[ Easy there, Prince of the Cosmos; patience is a virtue, as the saying goes, ]ㅤThe laugh that escapes him is rich & warm like honey as he bends closer, just ever so, sapphire orbs meeting theirs in a genuine smile,ㅤ❛ Best friends? Is that how that goes? ❜ㅤhe murmurs, voice an embrace,ㅤstarlight given form,ㅤ❛ I think that would be alright; the universe is vast, & yet here we are, two stars walking alongside the same shimmering thread of fate. It wouldn’t be the strangest thing to happen to me; I’ve lived a long time, you know, ❜ㅤhe winks after pretending to mull it over. Orion’s hands tenderly hold onto theirs just slightly firmer, as if hesitant to let go, his own glow faint against the light they cast,

ㅤㅤㅤFor the briefest of moments,ㅤOrion feels the weight of eternity slip away in the presence of another star…

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ㅤㅤㅤHEAR   ME   OUT,   WHAT   IF   ORION   HAD   A   WONDER-WOMAN   TWIRL   TRANSFORMATION   THOUGH,

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“Stars are not small or gentle. They are writhing and dying and burning. They are not here to be pretty. I am trying to learn from them.”

— Caitlyn Siehl, “Sky Poem” (via chocolatefrogs)

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substance abuse? i could never i love substances

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