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─── 𝘾𝘼𝙑𝙄𝙏𝙄𝙀𝙎 𝙍𝙄𝘿𝘿𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙈𝙔 𝙈𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀 𝘽𝙐𝙇𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙃𝙊𝙇𝙀𝙎. you are not afraid of sharp hearts and even sharper tools, but sugar rots at your soul and stains your teeth with beguile.
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《 ORDER #012 》 pure vanilla cookie
HEADCANONS ... written by morgan
prns ; they/them
❛ leaving for the war had probably been the worst decision he had ever made. ❜
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❝ I THOUGHT MAYBE WE COULD KISS TONIGHT ! ❞
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♡ Looking back, be probably should've held you more before he left.
♡ Sure, you likely would've complained and told him to get off—but be wasn't unused to that! You were always a little standoffish when it came to affection, he understood that well!
♡ So he tried to limit his hugs and kisses, but he was leaving soon, and there was always the possibility of him not returning from the war—though, obviously, he chose not to think about that.
♡ He liked the feeling of your warmth. It comforted him, helped him gain a little confidence before he charged into battle.
♡ Your hugs were soft, even though they were few and far between. You were always a gentle soul, partially the reason he liked you in the first place.
♡ But he can't feel that warmth anymore.
♡ Your hands are cold, that's the first thing he notices.
♡ The second thing he notices is the pale hue of your face. It's a deathly color, one he can't stand to look at. So he doesn't. He averts his eyes, but he still knows what he saw.
♡ When he looks back, he notices a third thing.
♡ You're not breathing.
♡ At least, there's no rhythmic movement of your body, no indication of life.
♡ He wants to scream.
♡ Punch, kick, anything to let off steam.
♡ But he can't—he has a reputation to uphold, and acting so undignified would surely tarnish it.
♡ So he keeps quiet. Silently mourning and yelling in his head.
♡ You were supposed to be safe. Keyword: supposed.
♡ He told you to stay still, to hide while he was gone—why hadn't you listened?
♡ If you had just followed his command, you'd be alive right now. But he can't entirely blame it on you, either. It was also his fault, for not going the extra mile to further ensure your safety.
♡ But that's in the past—well, not the very distant past, but past tense nonetheless.
♡ In his mind, he's already decided on how to move forward.
♡ He'll simply make whoever (or whatever) responsible for your passing feel the same way he does. With whatever means necessary.
