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“I love you too”
I’m so sorry. (Slight gore warning??)
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Summary: You die in her arms.
It was cold outside, the blanket held loosely over their shoulders doing nothing against the encroaching numbness.
“Why are you outside?”
They turned around and smiled at the sight.
“Castorice.”
But their grin was not returned, the pale girl’s face clouded with concern.
“You know you shouldn’t be out in the cold… especially not with…”
The sentence wasn’t finished, but both sides knew what would have gone next. The blanketed figure turned to look out at the sky. Castorice joined them, keeping an arms breadth from their side. They let out a sigh.
“Cas… I’m going to die, you know.”
The girl’s expression fell, eyes fixed on her own hands.
“We all know how it goes. What I’ll lose. How much it’ll hurt both me and you.”
Both of them were trembling slightly. Only one was shaking from the cold.
“So, Cas. Please…”
They turned around, letting the blanket drop from their shoulders, reaching out a hand, staring into those eyes that were wet gems in the moonlight. She was beautiful.
“May I have this dance?”
The girl knew what would happen if she took that hand. She also knew what would happen if she didn’t. Ignoring the tears, she reached out, and took their hand.
A slow, clumsy waltz, with both pairs of legs stumbling and tripping, but neither cared, no one telling them that they were wrong, no one running away in fear.
The hand the girl was holding was crumbling in her grip, the skin blackening and disintegrating.
Castorice was almost fully supporting the other’s body, legs giving out as skin and bone fell off.
They paused, brushed some of that beautiful girl’s hair out of her face, kissed her on the lips, and said,
“I love you.”
The girl who had seen so many deaths, shed so many tears, fell to her knees as the one person she had loved most in this world died in her arms.
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“I love you too”
I’m so sorry. (Slight gore warning??)
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Summary: You die in her arms.
It was cold outside, the blanket held loosely over their shoulders doing nothing against the encroaching numbness.
“Why are you outside?”
They turned around and smiled at the sight.
“Castorice.”
But their grin was not returned, the pale girl’s face clouded with concern.
“You know you shouldn’t be out in the cold… especially not with…”
The sentence wasn’t finished, but both sides knew what would have gone next. The blanketed figure turned to look out at the sky. Castorice joined them, keeping an arms breadth from their side. They let out a sigh.
“Cas… I’m going to die, you know.”
The girl’s expression fell, eyes fixed on her own hands.
“We all know how it goes. What I’ll lose. How much it’ll hurt both me and you.”
Both of them were trembling slightly. Only one was shaking from the cold.
“So, Cas. Please…”
They turned around, letting the blanket drop from their shoulders, reaching out a hand, staring into those eyes that were wet gems in the moonlight. She was beautiful.
“May I have this dance?”
The girl knew what would happen if she took that hand. She also knew what would happen if she didn’t. Ignoring the tears, she reached out, and took their hand.
A slow, clumsy waltz, with both pairs of legs stumbling and tripping, but neither cared, no one telling them that they were wrong, no one running away in fear.
The hand the girl was holding was crumbling in her grip, the skin blackening and disintegrating.
Castorice was almost fully supporting the other’s body, legs giving out as skin and bone fell off.
They paused, brushed some of that beautiful girl’s hair out of her face, kissed her on the lips, and said,
“I love you.”
The girl who had seen so many deaths, shed so many tears, fell to her knees as the one person she had loved most in this world died in her arms.
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“I love you too”
I’m so sorry. (Slight gore warning??)
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Summary: You die in her arms.
It was cold outside, the blanket held loosely over their shoulders doing nothing against the encroaching numbness.
“Why are you outside?”
They turned around and smiled at the sight.
“Castorice.”
But their grin was not returned, the pale girl’s face clouded with concern.
“You know you shouldn’t be out in the cold… especially not with…”
The sentence wasn’t finished, but both sides knew what would have gone next. The blanketed figure turned to look out at the sky. Castorice joined them, keeping an arms breadth from their side. They let out a sigh.
“Cas… I’m going to die, you know.”
The girl’s expression fell, eyes fixed on her own hands.
“We all know how it goes. What I’ll lose. How much it’ll hurt both me and you.”
Both of them were trembling slightly. Only one was shaking from the cold.
“So, Cas. Please…”
They turned around, letting the blanket drop from their shoulders, reaching out a hand, staring into those eyes that were wet gems in the moonlight. She was beautiful.
“May I have this dance?”
The girl knew what would happen if she took that hand. She also knew what would happen if she didn’t. Ignoring the tears, she reached out, and took their hand.
A slow, clumsy waltz, with both pairs of legs stumbling and tripping, but neither cared, no one telling them that they were wrong, no one running away in fear.
The hand the girl was holding was crumbling in her grip, the skin blackening and disintegrating.
Castorice was almost fully supporting the other’s body, legs giving out as skin and bone fell off.
They paused, brushed some of that beautiful girl’s hair out of her face, kissed her on the lips, and said,
“I love you.”
The girl who had seen so many deaths, shed so many tears, fell to her knees as the one person she had loved most in this world died in her arms.
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“I love you too”
I’m so sorry. (Slight gore warning??)
———————————
Summary: You die in her arms.
It was cold outside, the blanket held loosely over their shoulders doing nothing against the encroaching numbness.
“Why are you outside?”
They turned around and smiled at the sight.
“Castorice.”
But their grin was not returned, the pale girl’s face clouded with concern.
“You know you shouldn’t be out in the cold… especially not with…”
The sentence wasn’t finished, but both sides knew what would have gone next. The blanketed figure turned to look out at the sky. Castorice joined them, keeping an arms breadth from their side. They let out a sigh.
“Cas… I’m going to die, you know.”
The girl’s expression fell, eyes fixed on her own hands.
“We all know how it goes. What I’ll lose. How much it’ll hurt both me and you.”
Both of them were trembling slightly. Only one was shaking from the cold.
“So, Cas. Please…”
They turned around, letting the blanket drop from their shoulders, reaching out a hand, staring into those eyes that were wet gems in the moonlight. She was beautiful.
“May I have this dance?”
The girl knew what would happen if she took that hand. She also knew what would happen if she didn’t. Ignoring the tears, she reached out, and took their hand.
A slow, clumsy waltz, with both pairs of legs stumbling and tripping, but neither cared, no one telling them that they were wrong, no one running away in fear.
The hand the girl was holding was crumbling in her grip, the skin blackening and disintegrating.
Castorice was almost fully supporting the other’s body, legs giving out as skin and bone fell off.
They paused, brushed some of that beautiful girl’s hair out of her face, kissed her on the lips, and said,
“I love you.”
The girl who had seen so many deaths, shed so many tears, fell to her knees as the one person she had loved most in this world died in her arms.
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“I love you too”
I’m so sorry. (Slight gore warning??)
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Summary: You die in her arms.
It was cold outside, the blanket held loosely over their shoulders doing nothing against the encroaching numbness.
“Why are you outside?”
They turned around and smiled at the sight.
“Castorice.”
But their grin was not returned, the pale girl’s face clouded with concern.
“You know you shouldn’t be out in the cold… especially not with…”
The sentence wasn’t finished, but both sides knew what would have gone next. The blanketed figure turned to look out at the sky. Castorice joined them, keeping an arms breadth from their side. They let out a sigh.
“Cas… I’m going to die, you know.”
The girl’s expression fell, eyes fixed on her own hands.
“We all know how it goes. What I’ll lose. How much it’ll hurt both me and you.”
Both of them were trembling slightly. Only one was shaking from the cold.
“So, Cas. Please…”
They turned around, letting the blanket drop from their shoulders, reaching out a hand, staring into those eyes that were wet gems in the moonlight. She was beautiful.
“May I have this dance?”
The girl knew what would happen if she took that hand. She also knew what would happen if she didn’t. Ignoring the tears, she reached out, and took their hand.
A slow, clumsy waltz, with both pairs of legs stumbling and tripping, but neither cared, no one telling them that they were wrong, no one running away in fear.
The hand the girl was holding was crumbling in her grip, the skin blackening and disintegrating.
Castorice was almost fully supporting the other’s body, legs giving out as skin and bone fell off.
They paused, brushed some of that beautiful girl’s hair out of her face, kissed her on the lips, and said,
“I love you.”
The girl who had seen so many deaths, shed so many tears, fell to her knees as the one person she had loved most in this world died in her arms.
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“I love you too”
I’m so sorry. (Slight gore warning??)
———————————
Summary: You die in her arms.
It was cold outside, the blanket held loosely over their shoulders doing nothing against the encroaching numbness.
“Why are you outside?”
They turned around and smiled at the sight.
“Castorice.”
But their grin was not returned, the pale girl’s face clouded with concern.
“You know you shouldn’t be out in the cold… especially not with…”
The sentence wasn’t finished, but both sides knew what would have gone next. The blanketed figure turned to look out at the sky. Castorice joined them, keeping an arms breadth from their side. They let out a sigh.
“Cas… I’m going to die, you know.”
The girl’s expression fell, eyes fixed on her own hands.
“We all know how it goes. What I’ll lose. How much it’ll hurt both me and you.”
Both of them were trembling slightly. Only one was shaking from the cold.
“So, Cas. Please…”
They turned around, letting the blanket drop from their shoulders, reaching out a hand, staring into those eyes that were wet gems in the moonlight. She was beautiful.
“May I have this dance?”
The girl knew what would happen if she took that hand. She also knew what would happen if she didn’t. Ignoring the tears, she reached out, and took their hand.
A slow, clumsy waltz, with both pairs of legs stumbling and tripping, but neither cared, no one telling them that they were wrong, no one running away in fear.
The hand the girl was holding was crumbling in her grip, the skin blackening and disintegrating.
Castorice was almost fully supporting the other’s body, legs giving out as skin and bone fell off.
They paused, brushed some of that beautiful girl’s hair out of her face, kissed her on the lips, and said,
“I love you.”
The girl who had seen so many deaths, shed so many tears, fell to her knees as the one person she had loved most in this world died in her arms.
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“I love you too”
I’m so sorry. (Slight gore warning??)
———————————
Summary: You die in her arms.
It was cold outside, the blanket held loosely over their shoulders doing nothing against the encroaching numbness.
“Why are you outside?”
They turned around and smiled at the sight.
“Castorice.”
But their grin was not returned, the pale girl’s face clouded with concern.
“You know you shouldn’t be out in the cold… especially not with…”
The sentence wasn’t finished, but both sides knew what would have gone next. The blanketed figure turned to look out at the sky. Castorice joined them, keeping an arms breadth from their side. They let out a sigh.
“Cas… I’m going to die, you know.”
The girl’s expression fell, eyes fixed on her own hands.
“We all know how it goes. What I’ll lose. How much it’ll hurt both me and you.”
Both of them were trembling slightly. Only one was shaking from the cold.
“So, Cas. Please…”
They turned around, letting the blanket drop from their shoulders, reaching out a hand, staring into those eyes that were wet gems in the moonlight. She was beautiful.
“May I have this dance?”
The girl knew what would happen if she took that hand. She also knew what would happen if she didn’t. Ignoring the tears, she reached out, and took their hand.
A slow, clumsy waltz, with both pairs of legs stumbling and tripping, but neither cared, no one telling them that they were wrong, no one running away in fear.
The hand the girl was holding was crumbling in her grip, the skin blackening and disintegrating.
Castorice was almost fully supporting the other’s body, legs giving out as skin and bone fell off.
They paused, brushed some of that beautiful girl’s hair out of her face, kissed her on the lips, and said,
“I love you.”
The girl who had seen so many deaths, shed so many tears, fell to her knees as the one person she had loved most in this world died in her arms.
#honkai star rail#hsr x reader#hsr#castorice#honkai star rail x reader#castorice x reader#angst#hsr angst
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I don’t speak Russian, so if I made any mistakes, please correct me!
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A sudden burst of noise and light is the first thing the girl experienced upon her creation. Stiff and cold limbs prodded by unknown implements, until she flinched, and then they disappeared, taking with them the soft buzz of noise. She didn’t want to open her eyes, although she didn’t know what eyes were yet. The touchy things returned and so did the chatter, which slowly became more distinct despite her lack of understanding. “конечности отзывчивы.” Said the voice of the prodding things. More voices responded, but she was too focused on the prodding things now lifting her limbs up individually. “это твоя левая нога.” Dimly she realised that there was a strange stiffness on her face, and then she opened her eyes. But she closed them again immediately as the brightness was painful. The voices became more animated, prodding around her eye area. “Просыпайся, сучка.” Said one of the deeper voices and immediately one of the softer ones piped up; “Не говори так. Мозговая активность высокая. Скорее всего, она слушает.” A loud voice said something else and shuffling noises followed as most of the voices left, leaving the prodding hands alone. “Я знаю, что ты не спишь.” But then the voice stopped, said something low and harshly, before speaking again. “Do you understand now?” Opening her eyes, she was met with the empty stare of a sharp and pointy face. Below the pointy end was a grinning mouth, teeth as sharp as the face. Cerulean locks tickled her cheeks and she blew them away only for them to fall into her mouth. The mouth opened and a deep, rich pleasant laughter fell upon her ears. Coughing the itchy blue strands out of her mouth, the prodding hands lifted her up, and now she could see who the hands belonged to. The pointy person roughly pulled her off of the hard metal bench, before speaking again. “Are you cold?” She wondered what cold was. The pointy face was tilted to the side, and she wasn’t sure what it wanted. The prodding hands reached out and grabbed her chin, opening her mouth and closing it again. “This is how you talk. Answer me.” The hand didn’t leave her chin, but she responded anyway. “What is cold?” The mouth that was stretched into an unpleasant grin turned upside down. “Did Omega really forget to add basic knowledge into your memory? Fuck.” The hand retracted from her chin but she followed it, not wanting the nice feeling to leave. An intense gaze that she didn’t realise was on her suddenly left, redirected towards a bright rectangle on the wall. “о, нахуй этот гребаный дерьмовый клон. как, черт возьми, ты забыл добавить самую важную чертову часть искусственного чертова человека?” She wasn’t sure what the pointy person was saying, but she was sure it wasn’t good. After a while, the figure turned back to her. “Cold is an uncomfortable feeling. It’s when you aren’t wearing enough layers or when it’s winter. When you’re cold, your skin might turn purple,” the poking hands gestured to her bare body and purple-tinged limbs. “and often, you shiver as well.” The girl looked down at herself and decided that she was, in fact, cold. “Yes, I am cold.”
#genshinimpact#dottore#fem reader#dottore x reader#Dottore x fem reader#genshin x reader#what am i doing#genshin impact x reader#il dottore
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Happy new year. This year was the worst year of my life so far, but here’s to the next being better!
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Ponytail or nah
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I WANT TO DRAW PEOPLES OCS. PLS GIVE ME OCS ESPECIALLY IF YOU SHIP THEM WITH SOMEONE
I’LL DRAW U SOMETHING LIKE THUS IF U WANT
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Can people please tag smut properly. I don’t wanna stumble across it when I’ve already muted the word
#it’s so annoying#please#please tag ur smut#smut#TAG IT PROPERLY ITS KILLING ME#mini rant#sorry I’m just tagging the fandoms so people find this-#genshinimpact#honkai star rail
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