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_{Send  “No, please don’t leave me…”  for my muse’s reaction to dying in your muse’s arms || accepting}

_{hellion laughs. it’s a harsh, hysterical sound, lacking any joy. the only thing funny about all of this is the irony of it all.} 

_{“please don’t leave me” says the woman who shoved an ice sword through hellion’s chest.} 

_{she laughs and laughs as she feels herself dying, just like she would with anyone else. hellion doesn’t even try to stop it- doesn’t even try to avoid death. she just…lets it happen. maybe it’s out of spite- surely frostbite assumed hellion would just heal herself, just as always. maybe she just wants to deny her the satisfaction of being there- after all, once hellion’s dead, what life does frostbite have to go back to?}

_{or maybe it’s because she doesn’t want to live with her broken heart.} 

_{“i loved you, vivi,” she said, a bitter smile on her face. “i could have loved you until every last star faded.”} 

_{she knew it would end like this, she knew vivi would never love her back. that’s fine. hellion’s gotten used to loving, and never being loved back. it’s something she’s good at- loving and being unlovable.} 

_{and just like the other one, hellion finds herself thinking the same exact thing, except this time she has the courage to actually say it, with the world around her fading, and knowing she won’t have to live with the consequences of saying it.}

_{“it was an honor to have my heart broken by you.”} 

_{@myosotishearted}