...when they are killed mid-way through the story
I wonder how it feels, if the one you tried to protect your entire life -someone you wanted to help act like who they really were and be who they wanted to be- get killed by YOUR own HANDS?
They were mean, spoiled, cold-hearted, didn't give a damn about anyone else's well-being.
...well, on the outside anyway.
But you knew -you KNEW- that that isn't who they were, this wasn't how they wanted to be or act, and it's tearing them apart.
Then, you both met the others and sure enough, they were, little by little, showing sparks of their true self.
But something happened.
(Mind control? Possession? You don't quite remember...)
And it led to this, them laying still on your lap, DYING, by your own hands and your vision is blurry as shit and just--
Fuck.
Fuck this shit.
Fuck you world.
"Huh," they say, tears streaming down their face too, "that's weird. W-why is everything so blurry?" Their hand weakly reaches for your cheek.
"What's...wrong...?"
A thin line of blood drips from their mouth. You couldn't say anything. You just kept your grip, tears running down your face. A wry chuckle escapes their mouth.
"I guess this is it? I'm going to die now?"
Their hand moves to your shirt. "It's not fair," they whisper. "I don't want to die! Not yet, not yet!"
You're alarmed when they begin to cough up some more blood.
"I never got to do the things we promised! I never got to show the others thanks! I never--!"
A gut wrenching cry comes from their mouth.
'...had the chance to change...'
The light begins to fade from their eyes and you cursed. Where the hell were the others?!
"At least," they croaked. "I get to finally say this to you." They smile softly. They wanted your last memory of them to be of their smile.
"Thanks...for everything."
They closed their eyes and their body went limp just as the others -FUCKING FINALLY- arrived.You didn't care to notice their presence.You just hugged their DEAD body and wept.
"Damnit," you sobbed. "Fucking damnit."
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...when they are so close yet so far.
"You are here. You exist, you are real."
"Look, (Y/N)--"
"I can see you, hear you-"
You grab their hand.
"-touch you, feel you so why--?"
"(Y/N)...just admit it..."
They move your hand to their cheek and smile. Their other hand finds its way to your face and they wipe your tears.
"I'm not real."
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...when they aren't with you anymore.
Your dreams always end up like this.
They're with you on the altar and the two of you were about to kiss.
But then you wake up in a cold sweat. Your eyes are damp and your hands are trembling as you continue to sob.
They've been dead for years now and you still can't move on.
like always i have no fucking clue as to what these are about
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Random Drabbles/Plot Ideas
Random*EDIT: WELP NVM THIS IS MY PLOT/STORY IDEA BOOK NOW HAHA, i think? most of my works are character-ambigous so feel free to imagine any of your ships and OTPs while reading (* most are titled with Reader x F/C? near the earlier chapters of this) t...
