Suppose for a moment that the heart has two heads, Greek mythology, Artemis/Apollo
He always stands too close (it's never close enough). Right beside her, or there behind her, planes of their hips and shoulders ready to intersect if only they could. If I cut him, she thinks, my ichor will bleed out on the floor.
He likes to do this: sneak up on her, wrap his arms around her as if it went without thought that she would never turn on him and strike him down for the uninvited affection. He presses sloppy kisses to the side of her face, or nips the shell of her ear like they're unruly kittens, or just buries his face in her hair and breathes very deeply until she shrugs him off and slips away. You smell, he told her once, like the single moment that is both day and night. She had laughed and flicked him away with, And you smell like wine.
The day she made her vow those many years ago, she had held him after despite his fury and hurt. We belong together, he kept saying. We are together, we always will be she told him. But that is not
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OH HEY LOOK. DID I MENTION THAT YOU ARE THE BEST PERSON.
You have Very Potter Musical icons and write me Greek Mythology twincest. I could not ask for more in a person.
The day she made her vow those many years ago, she had held him after despite his fury and hurt. We belong together, he kept saying. We are together, we always will be she told him. But that is not how this story goes.
we came into this world together, we belong together
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He always stands too close (it's never close enough). Right beside her, or there behind her, planes of their hips and shoulders ready to intersect if only they could. If I cut him, she thinks, my ichor will bleed out on the floor.
He likes to do this: sneak up on her, wrap his arms around her as if it went without thought that she would never turn on him and strike him down for the uninvited affection. He presses sloppy kisses to the side of her face, or nips the shell of her ear like they're unruly kittens, or just buries his face in her hair and breathes very deeply until she shrugs him off and slips away. You smell, he told her once, like the single moment that is both day and night. She had laughed and flicked him away with, And you smell like wine.
The day she made her vow those many years ago, she had held him after despite his fury and hurt. We belong together, he kept saying. We are together, we always will be she told him. But that is not ( ... )
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You have Very Potter Musical icons and write me Greek Mythology twincest. I could not ask for more in a person.
The day she made her vow those many years ago, she had held him after despite his fury and hurt. We belong together, he kept saying. We are together, we always will be she told him. But that is not how this story goes.
/cries into tequila
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glad you like this, thank you for prompting! ♥
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