“Kiss,kill,marry”

Life runs us all down

He sits by the large window in our main room, he slouches in the expensive red velvet chair, his shirt is a little unbuttoned and he puffs on a cigar and holds a small glass of whiskey in his other hand the smoke flows smoothly out the large window. He insisted having a huge window. He could see all of las Nevada. You smile kicking off your heels and take your jacket off, you move my hand over the leather and rest between his legs. A small smirk comes onto his lips “ there you are my love “ his voice is low and thick, he’s drunk for sure. I look up at him and giggle moving closer cupping his cheek and kiss his scar, he hated his scar but I loved it. He was beautiful in my eyes, every scar, blemish made him perfect. His Scarred knuckles showed his labor for his new nation, it showed his sacrifices for a nation that burned and betrayed him. His chest showed more scars but he hated them so he got tattoos to cover some which I begged him not to. They showed his story, they showed his courage and willingness. One scar I genuinely hated is the one that rest on his neck it’s little and hidden by his mullet but when he was Vice President to jschlatt, jschlatt got drunk and was angry at one of quackity mistakes. He lashed out throwing a bottle that shattered the glass hit his neck. That night I never cried so hard, my husband laid in my lap with a thick bandages on his neck. He gave me his beautiful white smile telling me not to worry. I begged him to leave it all but now I sit before him as his body is covered in passed mistakes but no matter what he was still the same man I married. I smile seeing him looking so relaxed. It’s been weeks since he’s actually relaxed. He looks down and brings his hand up. I feel his rings rub my cheek. I giggle taking the glass out his hand and put the cigar out, he smiled childishly up at me and giggled which warmed my heart he never giggled unless he was drunk, I gently move up unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, I gently pull his red tie over his head gently pull his shirt over his head. He whined slightly slurring his words “ no baby” I smile “ let’s get you cleaned up love “ he stopped whining and just let me undress him, I pull the rings gently off his fingers and smile at him as I put his arm over my shoulder and lead him to the tub as he sits on the side I fill it. Then pull at his beanie and letting his long hair fall onto his shoulders, I cup his cheek kissing him gently. “ your so beautiful my love “ a blush takes over his face as he looks up. I gently lift his leg and set it in the tub as he sighs in the cutest way possible. He sinks into the warm water. I smile and giggle resting by the side of the tub, I go to the shower pulling his products out, I gently pour water over his head. By the tub their is another window is row like a gambling chip and has his signature smile on it pass the smile you could see the sun set. Looking down you see the sun hug the side of his face, his scar looked magic, I could see his gold tooth slightly reflect. I cup my hand pouring the shampoo into my hand and gently message his scalp. He breaths deeply and closes his eyes. I rinse his hair getting the rest of the products out and get a towel. He has sobered up more so he steps out and wraps his waist in the towel and kisses my cheek mumbling a small I love you before disappearing into the closet. I smile changing and go to get him food. Once I return, he’s on the bed laid out in shorts and a tee. His beanie on the dresser and he’s staring at the ceiling. I smile getting closer, I sit on the bed and gently place my hand on his chest. He looks at me and smiles and hums “ thank you” I run my fingers through his damp hair and giggle lightly “ for what my love “ he only mumbles pulling me into bed “ everything my love”

Techno x reader

(Warning:detailed birth)

You squat down as you feel your lower half burn, sweat and blood was all you could smell. You whimpered as techno holds you close, his chest bare and hair in a messy state. He holds one hand on your inner thigh as you rested your head on his chest and had your arms around his mind you, he’s 6,7 so your basically resting your head on his stomach. “ your doing so good” he kissed your head and back during the time you both waiting for the midwife . You cry lightly as you stay close to him and mumble “ if you ever get…” you groan “ if you ever get me pregnant again ima kill you” he chuckles lightly holding you closer and hums “ forgive me my love” your leg twitches slightly and you lean ur head back. When the midwife showed up she tried to get you to move but you glared and held onto Techno . He reads you like a book “ she’s fine like this please just supervise” the women nods and bows only moving to the side as techno speaks lightly and your child slowly moves. “It hurts “ you cry out, he rubs his fingers down your back checking down there “ I know, I know your almost there” as the hours passed techno becomes calm like calm. He was so gentle. He had pillows replace his spot as he placed a heated rags over your belly. He had a rag and water and gently cleaned your areas along with your legs. Many minutes later your father philza well known for helping with old ancient medicines and of course birth,he sends away the midwife. He walks in only making eye contact and bows. He comes closer “ how are you doing my dear” you could old muster a slight grin as your body racked with pain. He only called you that when he really cared. He looks to Techno who tells him everything. You watch him move through the room. Gently pressing on your womb or hips or places on your back which felt like heaven as he released the pressure on your body. Techno moves to your side and you finally get a break “ you would think I’m having twins with the way he’s acting” Techno chuckles “ don’t speak just rest” when the time was coming Philza sat between your legs. You look to your dad who tried to keep a brave face but you could tell it all broke him seeing his little girl in pain. He gently moves your legs and something in your mind clicks and you look to him and he smiles. He moves one finger stretching you a little more which hurt but you could feel the baby moving. You gasp gripping his arm “ t…t..their moving” both men smile at your words. Philz smiles “ now give them a push “ you breath deeply and then start to push as hard as you can ending with a scream as you breath heavy “ good girl y/n good girl” techno kisses your hand and smiles “ you got this” you breath and do as your father says again and again. Your father lets out a gasp just like Techno when the baby head comes through. You on the other hand scream feeling the pressure from their shoulders. Philz speaks softly glaring at Techno “ gently y/n gently. Their almost here” you push a little as Philz guides the baby out. You gasp falling into Techno arms as he and Philz laugh out in excitement “ THEIR HERE” you smile and see Philz holding the infant. You lay your head back and breath lightly as Philz moves the umbilical cord and clips it. He looks to Techno to cut the cord and he smiles moving to cut it. “ is it a boy or girl “ you meet Techno eyes and he smiles “ boy” Philz lays the infant on your chest and right on cue a wail is heard. Both Techno and Philz help dress you probably. Your father comes closer, they look at you in awe. You see your pastel pink hair thick on their head and floppy ears which made you laugh a little, their skin was so soft in a fur kinda way just like their father. You cried suddenly which made Techno. Philz smiled “ she’s overwhelmed with love, give her a moment “ you look to Techno who has an arm over you shoulder and smile at you. You pout “ this is our baby “ he kisses your head. That night they both stayed around you, you look over seeing the sky lighten up and smile “ it’s almost morning” everyone slept near you and you never felt more safe.

I’m getting tired of this life

He looks down in such a sad way as if the words hurt him but a little smirk remained at the corner of his lips and I felt my heart just ache to see his smile and his red eyes to become bright and beautiful. He moves his hand to my cheek in such a loving way I can’t help but let a soft sigh leave my body.he rubs his thumb over my cheek and a low chuckle erupts from his chest and his low voice says * you’re beautiful *i look up at him and kiss him lightly and run my fingers through his long pink hair and his beautiful red eyes stare back at me. I feel my heart jump and my chest warms up. I love this man and I want to keep him forever and ever.i move closer to him and kiss him more and he wraps his arms around me and lays me down with him. I lay over him and mumble “I love you” I kiss him again and cry lightly “please keep me please”he kisses me holding me closer kissing my neck lightly so lovingly I melt in his arms and under his soft lips and close my eyes and I just listen to his breath and the bed beneath us and just clear my mind. He moves his hands down my back and mumble in his deep smooth voice * my babygirl * the words flow through my ears to my brain and sinks in deep causing me to smile and melt. His words are like a rose they can be beautiful and alive and red but then the thorns prick my heart causing it to bleed but not to the point of death to the point of nearing death. Only for his red ruby eyes to put a bandaid over the little hole and to make me want him even more. I don't know if he knows the control he has over me. I'm a slave to his voice. He could so easily tell me to do whatever and I would do it willingly.i turn to him and beg in the sweetest of voices to hear my name come through his lips. He gives me a smile that could so easily shatter my mind. He leans up and looks me in the eyes and in a soft yet dark whisper “y/n” my heart just stops and I close my eyes and my brain takes his words and imprints them into my mind. I lay my head on his chest and hold his large hand and look at his nails and his skin studying it as if I'll never see it again and move it to my lips and kiss it so soft as if I'm kissing glass and might cut my lip and I hear a deep grunt and look up to meet his eyes. He gives me a smile that could charm anyone and he asks what I'm doing and I just look up like a lost child and say nothing fearing if I did he disappear right from under me. My eyes wonder his chest seeing every scar every cruel thing that this world has done to my beloved. I look to his face seeing more scars. I want to reach out and touch them and show him not everything is evil. I just go blank and feel myself fading. Only thing I feel is his hand on my back and my back is imprinting his touch in a panic to save everything.he moves me up and I follow so I'm at the edge of the bed between his legs and I look up at him and his hands move over a slight fear of death and longing comes over me. His hair moves with his form and over his shoulder near his eyes and I can see the red of his eyes cut through his beautiful pink hair as if they long to be as beautiful as his hair. I feel as if I'm kneeling before a Greek god. His light pink skin and his form is large and his bones are strong. He Could be a Greek god. His hands move over my head and my shoulders and neck. I hold my breath and look up as if I'm under his mercy and close my eyes when his thumb moves over my lips In a soft way and I relax “You're so cute” his voice makes me smile and I move and rest my cheek into his palm. I giggle lightly “only for u” i look up at his chest and see the scars and move my hand up slowly and trace the scars with my finger and hum lightly and he looks at my fingers then my face “you like them” I nod and smile “their beautiful beloved “ I see his eyes become softer as if my words brought him back to reality. I look up feelings my heart ache. My head spins as the voices scream. “He doesn’t deserve this” “ they don’t deserve him “ “ protect him “ “ love him” I feel myself becoming overwhelmed.

I hold his hands close resting my chest on his knees as I kneel before him. He feels me shake. leaning forward he kisses my head and hums. “ what are they telling you my love “ I look up with tears “ t...t..t...they want you to be protected and loved “ his thumb moves over my face gently. I look up and hum “ I love you “ he kisses me softly “I love you more “ he lingers on my lips as if letting go will cause me to fade from his hands. I grip his hands and he rest his forehead on my shoulder. “ I promise I’ll protect you “ i gently run my fingers through his hair and kiss his shoulder and hum a Tune an old tune only he would understand. I feel him relax. The voice start to cry for him. “ protect him “ “ kill for him “ “ he all we have SAVE HIM “ I shake and hold him closer.

How I wish I was dead

I move my hand over my face closing my eyes as the music moves through my mind. I fall into a Trance as my mind drifts away, tears thickly fall down my face as I lay on my back in the large room. Nothing but three huge glass windows watched me cry my heart out over a song, I feel nothing but deep grief. I’m unaware of my love, he sits off the the side watching me. He hated to see me cry but knew it helped whatever stress was built up or whatever my mind struggled with that day. I move my arms above my head and feel a warm hand with cold rings move into mine, I just look up as see a sad expression written on his face, he moves up running his fingers gently over my arms and kisses me lightly. He turns the music down. He moves over me and looks into my watery red eyes “ you know it was never your fault” I feel a sob bubble in my chest as he speaks “ you were so little, what they said wasn’t your fault, you are loved and cherished my love “ tears run out of his beautiful eyes onto my face “ you weren’t born to suffer my love” he wraps his arms around me hugging me tightly “ they messed you up and damaged you” tears run down his face as the pain in his eyes becomes unbearable, I look away. His words are choppy like speaking them hurt him more “ you are precious y/n, you are loved” he runs his fingers gently through my hair as he rest his forehead on my neck “ I wish I could go back and save you, none of it’s your fault. Being scared is okay, having emotions doesn’t make you weak” he places soft Kisses on my neck as his rubs my back gently “ you are just misunderstood my love, please don’t cry” his words make me heart fill with joy but sadness as well. I’m damaged and he still looked at me as if I was the purest thing to live on this planet. He kisses me deeply and wipes my tears “ I love you” I cry lightly “ I love you more”

(Short but enough to make me feel a little better)

Trauma is an identity

I cry Lightly as tears run my face and to my dress my tears stain my dress as I feel a warm hand move over my shoulder, he moves down my arm taking my hand. I don’t look up but know who it is, he pulls me closer gently waltzing. The music plays lightly so lightly I didn’t notice him turn it on, the rain hits the large window as he gently hooks my hand and his other hand rests on my back, I rest my head on his chest not caring about the tears that stain his white shirt, I could see his tattoos through the fabric. I focus back on the music, the singer was in love deeply in love, he good to the moon just to dance with the girl he loves, he sings about her cherry lips and long black hair. She was the apple to his eye, his princess. But I’m quakity’s Queen. I keep crying but finally look up at him, he’s been my light in the darkness for years. When the darkness consumed me and told me to give up. He showed up, his beanie was the first thing I saw before he tripped. I laughed then my heart melted when he smiled. The feeling of love felt so foreign to me that I panicked and ran from him. He was perfect, the scar that ran down his face and through his now white eye was beautiful to me, I held no physical scars to show my pain. The first night I accepted him, he went above and beyond. I found my king. I’m pulled from my thoughts when he gently places kisses on my knuckles then moves closer kissing my soaked cheeks “ why must you cry my love” I place my hand on his shoulders as we still waltz in the large main room of the casino. “ I cry to help the pain darling “ he moves his hand up over my cheek, his rings are cold extremely cold on my hot tear stained skin. His eyes were filled with love,the way his brows scrunched in and he showed a bit of sadness. He would give me the world of I asked him too. Is weird to see the same man that burned a nation and killed so many it was weird to see him so gentle. He smiles sweetly as if he got a dangerous idea, my heart fluttered knowing he always found a way to heal a little bit of my heart without trying. He leads me to our shared room, he sits me on the bed and gently moves my straps off my shoulders lifting the dress off.he kisses my collar bones and shoulders whispering sweet words that make me want to cry again, I can feel the love radiating off of him. He moves to my bra gently taking it off and then my underwear, kissing my thighs and knees. He undresses and pulls me on top of him. On rough days or hard nights, we lay naked in silence. I see why human touch is important with in minutes I can’t even remember why I was crying. His arms hold me tightly, I rest my cheek on his chest and trace his tattoos with my index finger. He gently placed kisses on my head and covers us.

(Super short but I’m sad so whatever)

The mortal who caught a gods heart (part 2)

I feel the rain soak my hair and cloths like it wised to undress me, it was sinful but felt nice, I craved the touch. I look up seeing her in a white dress, it rested a over her mid thigh as she sat in the rain, the grass around her was wet, her hair was out and rested on her shoulders hugging her. I walk closer but feel my body become heavy, she looks at me, I want to scream her eyes are black and gone blood painted her cheek, I felt rage and saw my enemy holding her eyes, her whimpers reached my ears and I felt like I was being stabbed, she screamed it was like I was bing stabbed multiple times then I fell backwards it went black. I jolt up feeling sweat coat my forehead and I see her laying in her red silk gown fast asleep, my eyes watered. I moved closer resting my chest on her back, I placed small kisses on her bare shoulder as I went to Enter twine our fingers. She moved slightly her voice was small and precious “ what’s the matter my love” I kissed her cheek and ear gently “ I had a dream my love” I felt myself break, before a god that fears not a soul only feared to loose a soul, I could bring her back from the dead but to fail her the first time would break me. She woke up more bringing me close and hums “ do not cry my love I’m here” I shake and grip her arms bring her closer as I kiss her more and more “ you were so beautiful in your dress” I sobbed my words “ you..you..you looked so beautiful in the rain why did he hurt you” her face held sadness as if she saw my dream as if her eyes were really take and she was stabbed, I felt a heat rise in my chest and my cries became more desperate “ I failed you, I failed you” she places small kisses in my bare chest and shoulders “ it was only a dream my love, you will never fail me” I hide my face In her neck and sob “ you were so beautiful my love” she gently moves her fingers through my hair, she brought me closer. Then she began to get up. I saw and heard the sky start to fall, her now in a red dress she pulls me towards the doors “ I will be beautiful for you again my love” she moves into the rain and I watch it run down her body then I see the smile I love ooo so much, she smiles reaching out as she sits on the grass “ my love “ I come closer and wipe my eyes, she pulls me down kissing me deeply and moves her fingers over my body. She smiles bring me inches away from her gorgeous face “ my love, I trust you and know you’ll protect me until this body grows old and my soul goes away. I fear nothing because I have you” I wanted to cry more. In all of history no god has ever bowed or been ruled by a mortal and here I am on my knees for her, her body grows old each day. I can see her soul at night, her body is only a vessel to a beautiful white soul a soul that will go where I can’t go. Kiss her so deeply as if it was my last day on this dreaded planet. “ even when you do grow old my love, I will sit by you till the end just know you are pure” her eyes were beautiful, I’ve seen jewels and Ruby’s but nothing compare to her. With my words I brought more life to them. When she asked the gods for a painting I only saw her dull dead eyes but now that I hold her and love her, a new light lives in her. I made the once sad soul a beautiful one. I kiss her gently “ till death “ she kisses me back “ do us part my love”

(Artist:iwaixumi on Twitter)

@can-i-be-your-blue just saw ur thing lol was bored so here

Beautiful souls never rot

I move through the tall grass, moving my hand over the flowers and hold a couple in my hand, tears gently run down my face, I cry bc I feel unloved, I feel hurt. I sit down in the tall grass as my dress rests above my my mid thigh, in feel the breeze move over my bare shoulders and around my body as if it seeks to hug me. I look over the field to the trees and to the other side a pond, I could see the ripples from bugs landing it it or the fish jumping out or the from the ducks on the shore, I felt peace but I still felt empty as I sit their in the field, my heart heavy and emotions unexplained but never a lack of tears, I wish to share my pain. I look over my shoulder see him in his white button up shirt, brown pants rolled up at the end. His long hair moved with the wind as he came closer, he sees the tears in my eyes. He sits behind me pulling me into his chest, he gently kisses my hand and wraps his arm around my stomach humming lightly as I’m a newly bloomed rose“ many great people experienced sadness and loneliness. Vincent Van Gogh even Isaac Newton both brilliant men but both equally ill mentally” he leans me back more into him kisses my shoulder as the wind moves his hair over my cheek “ you battle an issue that many won’t get, I see ur in pain” I feel tears come to my eyes and I let them fall “ why do you speak on this my love” he hums looking up towards the sky “ your brilliant beyond brilliant, beautiful,kind. Don’t think because you feel like this makes you any less, we are all human and humans tend to break something, well Metaphorically” I giggle through my tears “ your tears symbolize their is a soul that sits in this body “ he gently points to my chest “ theirs a beautiful soul,white as snow that needs relief and happiness in its life, if you never cried darling I probably wouldn’t trust you” I move resting my head on his chest, he simply cupping my cheek “ tears are just unspoken words that the brain finds hard to explain, pain is natural but know you are loved” he moves me closer kissing my neck. “ ooo to be as brilliant my love” I move my fingers gently over his face, to his golden earrings that dangled, his beautiful red eyes held more power then anybody could ever hold, I smile up “ many people say fall in love with someone eyes before anything else bc the eyes don’t age” he chuckles “ the body ages my love not the soul, the eyes are a windows to the soul” I smile looking over seeing the sun rest in the sky as the wind carries the blue cotton clouds. The wind moves over the tree tops making them sway as if the wind whispered a song to it, I look back up a him “ was it my fault” he looks down gently moving me even closer “ nothing was ever your fault, beautiful souls suffer more then a ugly one, you stayed beautiful my love how I wish you stayed longer” he leans forward kissing me softly. “ I’ll be here till death is self asks for my hand “ he smiles moving to stand up and takes my hand as we walk down the hill I look over my shoulder seeing the world become beautiful as if it was smiling and smile looking up at him as we disappear into the woods.

The mortal who caught a gods heart

“She’s beautiful” I watch her walk pass me and she smile gently at me, her smile wasn’t forced or evil. It was beautiful. Her cheekbones held power even when she smiled. She talked about art and the values of it and how it made her feel, she was art. She was a Greek statue if not then an old famous painting. Age is beauty and she’s shown it well, I watched to touch her so bad not in a sexual way but in a way like when you see glass, a beautiful glass statue, you can gently move your fingers over it and look through it. I watch her from afar as she’s speaks out the painting she loves so dearly, I sit on the other side of the museum and can’t even bring myself to look at anything else but her, she was a true piece of art. My soul ached to feel her. Her face was beautiful, her nose to her legs, I’ve never been one to look at legs but hers were beautiful. I sit on a white bench and sigh feeling defeated until I hear a voice, I look up meeting her eyes and wow was all Could say but I said it out loud, she giggles omg, she giggled . I felt like I was gonna fall over, I sit dumbfounded by her. She lifts her hand elegantly and I shake it ooo so gently like she was really glass, she got a bit nervous and I spoke more asking for her favorite pieces. Her face lit up like a child with candy, she pointed from afar at the painting that rested on the wall, the way she described it made me want to fall in love, the painting was of an ancient garden and held a beautiful blue pond. she said the pond was the middle bc it symbolizes the mind as a calm gentle thing but also powerful enough to cause destruction. Flowers symbolize the thoughts in one’s mind, we are all born pure and the flowers were pure but held ideas. The pink and orange sky are emotions in the mind well one of a woman’s mind, pink was compassion,love,feelings, orange was the power to want or need but she said the orange to her was the urge for love, I look over seeing her eyes held a calm, they held love. If this painting was a person I would have no luck of having her this brought her a type of love no one could ever give her, her heart belonged to this painting and Mine belonged to her. I will admit it was a silly thought but I was jealous of a painting, how unfair an object stole her heart before I could but to see her face the way it was made me want to sit like that forever. Ooo to be this simple minded, not a care in the world only a large room full of art and young women deeply in love with one piece, things I give up to have this moment painted and put on a wall, her face was art,it was meaning. I sigh deeply being to feel overwhelmed by her, I was dumbfounded, caught in this web. I run my fingers through my hair and breath deeply feeling a blush creep onto my face. I wanted to give her another name besides art. I didn’t know her name but I needed no name for beauty, she could be a rose in a garden and I would still know her, I felt like a school boy that had simple stumbled on the prettiest girl in the school but no I’m beyond my years and I found something beautiful, I felt my knees become weak. “ you’re beautiful” that’s all I could say before looking away, she giggled lightly resting her hand on my arm, I felt like I was gonna fall. Help was all I could think, help,help. I felt warm and her touch was like ice cold and smooth. She made me so nervous but so comfortable. I lean forward feeling her hair and smile as she looks at me. I didn’t know what took me over but I kissed her and she kissed back, this is what heaven is like, beautiful round lips curved at the bottom so she held a pout, beautiful eyes. I felt like I was standing before a goddess, she held so much power and here I am disguised as a human to see her, I’m a god who fears a mortal. She could break my heart and I would still roll out velvet carpets for her, I move closer “ be mine” she moves her hands in my mind and smiles ooo so big her voice was gently and her words were like melting chocolate ooo no not chocolate but like beautiful tea it was so hot but filling. Her words could of brought me to

My knees her voice made my legs shake “My heart is and always will be yours” she comes closer cupping my face “ I know it’s you“ I look away “ how” she laughed intertwining our fingers “ I see you in my dreams, then a tall god like man happens to come here asking about my painting, the painting you inspired an artist to make just for me” I look away “ you are so clever now aren’t you” she smiles getting up, her dress moves with her figure, I snap out of my Hallucination and go after “ I will not loose you again in this life or another my love”.

(Artist: nachtflut on Instagram)

(Anybody want a part two👀👀)

Tears for the man I love

*mid afternoon I felt a sense of sadness for my love,he has been experiencing chest pain and pain In his arm. As I sit on the bed I look out the window and cry softly and I do not notice him standing there until he reaches out his hand, I welp out in fear and turn with tears in my eyes and the pain I see in his eyes breaks my heart my body just goes weak and I sob and grip his shirt and he slowly rubs my back and mumbles lightly * what is it my sweet girl? Why are you upset? I’m here shhh....* he hums lightly and kiss the top of my head. I sob and feel his arms wrap safely around me * talk to me * he says in a worried tone, I look up and breath heavy * you have been in pain and I’m scared * he realizes and tilts his head * you know I take medicine to help it baby don’t worry * I cry * b..b..but to see you laying there in pain just crushes me, I want to help you * he kiss me lightly * as long as you hold my hand it will help me through it all please understand that, don’t cry please * he moves his thumb to wipe my tears and kiss my forehead * I love you please just stay with me *i look up and rest my hand on his leg * I love you too, I’m not going anywhere I want you and only you please *he looks down and gives me the most caring smile ever my heart melts and all my worry is washed away in secs and I whisper * I love you techno” he lean forward and kisses me deeply, rubbing my back and holds my leg up. I giggle and he wipes my face gently “ come on darling, you know what I always say” he gets close to my ear and whisper in his deep velvet voice “technoblade never dies” i laugh lightly and groan hiding my face in his chest “ this is seriously beloved” he chuckles leaning his head back, his long pink hair moves over his shoulders and out of his face as he laughs “ I’m being serious beloved, have faith in the blood god “ I look up at him in awe at the very man who is suffering not only mental but physical how could be still be so confident and loving and brave. I love him more then anything and not even illness could kill a man like him. He notices my stare and puts his hand behind my neck and rests his forehead on mine, his beautiful hair tickles my cheeks as his electric red eyes stare into my soul “ we’ve been through hell y/n, we’ve fought wars and built a nation along with burn a nation, I’m not giving up so why should you my love” I close my eyes feeling ashamed for doubt my love “ I worry beloved, i fear loosing you” he cups my cheek bringing me closer “ we live in peace beloved our moments will be together and whatever destiny decides. We will be together “ he brings my hand up showing our rings and he kisses my ring “ till death do us part beloved” I feel tears fill my eyes and I wrap my arms around his neck and cry lightly “ till death do us part my love” he gently rubs my back pulling me closer and kisses my head as the sun stars to fall. That night the stars shine a bit brighter. Techno took me outside the cabin we sit on the stairs and I lean on his shoulders as he points and tells me about the Constellations and old Greek gods. I look over seeing a sparkle in his eyes, in his soul. He was beyond a man and I feared nothing. Faith is all we needed. I smile getting closer to him “ I love you techno “ he laughs lightly “ I love you most beloved”.

Gentle

I lay on his chest breathing heavily and cry into his shirt, he rests his arm on my back keeping me close. Gently moving his fingers over my side. His lips gently kiss my shoulder as I sob and shake. He kisses my head rubbing my side and back gently whispering sweet words that made me cry more not out of sadness but out of pity. I don’t deserve this. I never deserved this. He brings me closer and rubs my wet cheeks as he kisses my forehead, he holds me as if I’m young again. My mind drifts to memories I wish I never had. I sit in a corner of a somewhat empty room crying alone as my world falls apart, I was so little and alone. He pulls me from my thoughts holding me tighter, I feel his chest and arms shake. I feel the wet drops on my head,it’s as if he can feel my pain as if he went into my mind too. As if he sat next to me and cried. He chokes out a sob while I continue to cry into his chest. My sob become more pained. I’m hurting him, I’m hurting him. I grip his shirt and mumble his name begging him to not cry, this pain is my own, they hurt me not him. He saved me. The nights I laid in bed wishing hoping for my death, the dark hole that I laid in. He reach in pulling me out, I still hate myself and life but he makes it all bare able. To feel his body shake as if he’s in pain scares me, i look up at him to see his beautiful eyes glossy, his brows rest downwards and his forehead wrinkles slightly as his sobs rack his body, he speaks lowly. Telling me that he wanted to save me and take this pain away, his grip became desperate as if letting me go would end his life or I would fade away, he was scared. I told him I wanted to die, i told him I’m in pain constantly, i told him I feel dead inside, I’m not me. Theses words broke him to his core, he rubs his fingers through my hair pulling me closer begging me to hang on and that he would help. I feel my head start to pound as he keeps me close,he cries more not caring about how he sounds or looks. This beautiful man sits before me letting the pain for his beloved flood out. He wanted to scream. He loved me and only me.He places soft kisses on my head and face, he moves to my lip kissing me in a way that couldn’t be Described as hunger or lust or passion. It was a kiss of promise, he was my angel sent from heaven, he was meant to be in my life, he was willing to die just to make sure i woke up the next morning. just to make sure i didn’t look in the mirror and hate myself. Just to make sure i didn’t think of constant death. He pulls away breathing lightly, his tears hit my cheeks running down them chasing my own, even tho his eyes were slightly red and his cheeks were slight red, he still gave me a smile. The very smile that made me think maybe life wasn’t so pointless, maybe I do deserve love or a friend. He’s soft gentle hands rub my cheekbones taking my tears with them. His eyes look into my soul, no words or writing could explain the look in his eyes. It wasn’t possessive or desire or need. It was a plead or promise. He had this power to speak without even opening his mouth, he was true to his words even if the words weren’t on his tongue or fell from his lips. His actions were so loud like when he bring me a flower or gazes at me. He is selfless and beautiful no other person could describe him in a way I could, no scientific facts or author or song writer. Not even ancient Scholars could predict or summon a man like him. I rest my forehead on his closing my eyes but hold him tight as if he would slip away. He leans back resting me on his chest as he gently rubs my back. He whispers a sweet “I love you” before I’m consumed by sleep.