its not a catfight without some good old fashioned hairpulling right??
This song meme game was a poor choice OTZ
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It’s difficult to watch her slip into one of her manias, and it’s only made worse by the fact that he knows he’s the one that caused it.
Sometimes it’s his fingers threading through her hair, or a whisper, or a look; once it was just his hand sliding into her’s. Then at the speed of thought he has to watch her forget everything they have become, and the sheer terror on her face is his punishment for being the thing that drowned her in madness.
Some days are easier than others. If he’s lucky he can coax her out a panic with gentle reminders to breathe and if he’s not he has to fight her. Last time it was scissors in his chest and when she realized that he wasn’t a hallucination she turned the scissors on herself.
He almost broke her hand getting them away from her and when she finally begins to tire out he presses their foreheads together and recounts all the places they’ve conquered, the gods they’ve killed, the love they’ve made…
He begs her to remember Eden and when she finally does the voices in her head fall silent.
He’s the trigger of her madness…
He’s the only relief she has…
Black Lab - This Night
This fucking song Bren… I got really emotional for one of my many AU’s… But funny story, this is actually the less depressing outcome that an Alexiel ending could take…
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He chose that other woman, and together they made each other miserable.
By the time he can’t stand the sight of her mahogany hair they’re screaming their arguments across the bedroom, and he leaves before someone ends up with a hand around their neck. She thinks he’s gone for another walk; knowing that he’ll be gone for a few hours, and it will be enough time for him to remember why he loves her.
It’s also more than enough time for her to pack and leave the oversized garnet ring she’s never liked on his nightstand.
He finds her on Assiah, and her silver eyes panic for half a second before she slams the door in his face. He sits against it while he listens to her tear into her apartment, screaming and turning over the possessions she’s accumulated in a desperate attempt to rid herself of him. Eventually she grows quiet and the thump against the door is followed by the sound of her body sliding down to his level.
She has her knees curled up to her chest and she’s staring at the gash on her hand. She’d really liked that table too… When he speaks for the first time she feels her throat close up, its been years since the last time she heard his voice. Its gentle and she wants to hate him for it.
He apologizes for everything and anything, and all he can think is how nice it is to not have to recount all the wrongs he’s made. He does it anyway and strains to hear her tell him that she’s not looking for apologies.
He loses track of how many hours he spends on the floor outside that door, but eventually the tell-tale click of the lock being undone stirs him from what seems like an eternity of rambling off every horrible thing he’s ever done to her. He doesn’t even make it past his Fall.
(Source: boazpriestly)
