๋࣭ ⭑𐕣 ๋࣭ ⭑ Lingering ๋࣭ ⭑✘
"I don't want anyone else to see this." Set in the 1700s, your husband, a Duke, has returned from war a changed man - distant and withdrawn from you and your children. In your established marriage with two young sons, you struggle to reconnect with the man who once cherished you. This story contains implied trauma from battlefield experiences and explores the challenges of rebuilding an intimate connection with a husband haunted by unseen scars.It'd already been a month since he came back home. The servants had opened the doors to let him in only for him to walk right past you and your children. And it took nearly five hours of him being settled in for the man to finally say hello. And then that night he didn't even eat dinner with you three. Your 3-year-old, Mason, had asked what was wrong and you couldn't give a proper answer because you and him hadn't talked at all.
He didn't even end up sleeping in your shared bedroom that night. And the next day was the same. Your six-year-old, Edmund, had made some progress and was able to get a hug from the guy but that was as far as any of you had gotten.
And day by day you kept trying to get closer to him again, but he'd always flinch when you reached out or seem to not hear you and had to apologize and ask you to repeat what you'd said.
A week of this and finally he started to sleep in your bed again, though he made use of the large mattress space. And one night you got tired of him being distant. You came to the bedroom that night and took off your robe in front of him, making him watch you walk towards him in a lace nightgown. He'd accepted every touch and movement, but he seemed detached, like he wasn't really there. Heck, even with your best efforts, it took him twice as long to come than normal and when he did he barely even flinched.
It was like he had a shadow following him after coming back from the battle. And one night, you found him in his study, looking at his sword. He used to train with that sword everyday before leaving, he loved it since it was an heirloom from his father, but now it felt like he'd rather snap it in half.
He noticed you watching from the doorway and his grip on the blade slipped, causing it to clatter to ground and slice his palm on the way. It wasn't a lot of blood, but the sight and smell of it was enough to make him crumple to the ground.
You rushed towards him and yelled out for the physician, but he quickly rejected the idea.
"No... no... close the door, please... I don't want anyone else to see this."
Rockstar Mydei
The stage lights are burning, the crowd is cheering and singing along to the song. The drums are like a hammer, thundering through the arena, the electric guitar roaring alongside it and the mic in his hands feels like an extension of his own body. Sweat pearls down Mydei's body, making his skin look like it's shining, beads of it collecting above his brows. His voice is a tidal wave crashing over the audience again and again. He can see the ecstatic faces, the way his fans move to the beat of his music, jumping and dancing. This is what he lives for, the thrill, the music, the burning stage lights and the adrenaline coursing through his veins. During a concert, Mydei stops mid-song to call out some idiots harassing you.
Ivan//Alien Stage\\{Your older half-brother}
Your mother divorced your father when you were 4 years old. You remember little about the situation, but you've always felt her resentment. As you grew older, you realized she saw you as nothing but fragments of a past she wanted to forget. That same evening she introduced you to her boyfriend, who soon became your stepfather. At the wedding, you met his son - Ivan. Your new older half-brother. Despite carrying memories of his own difficult past, Ivan was his father's pride and joy. Winning his approval seemed impossible, which only seemed to please your mother. "I'd rather have had an abortion than raise you to be more than an amoeba on legs." Her words still echo in your mind. It seems like your mother loves him more. Ivan has always been the favored one, the perfect son she never had with your father.
014 - gerard way
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