ilovecowpoke

[ilovecowpoke]

this is kinda of a pointless thing, but i noticed something while playing mw3 that made me happy soo. MW3 spoiler below the cut <3

okay so, when laswell goes to meet nikolai regarding yuri volkov, the song 'bonebreaker' by slaughter to prevail is playing and oh my goshhh it made me so happy cause its one of my favorite bands.

that's it, that's the post.

[ilovecowpoke]

today is warm.

an alternative to 'everything is cold' <3

pretty much pure fluff, yep, that's it.

Dawn had reached its peak. Soon, birds would arise from their nests and sweetly chirp out their songs. Various other animals would emerge from their burrows to begin their day. Today was warm.

Only, there were two exceptions. Two people, in particular, who had yet to arise. Two beloveds, two spouses, two humans in love with one another. Today was warm.

An alarm goes off. No one makes a move to turn it off. A low groan escaped König's chest, a finger prodding your ribs. You turn your head and glare at him, a warning. He rolls his eyes, and with a soft chuckle, reaches over you to turn off the alarm.

"You know, we have to get up eventually, Schatz." He says quietly, tracing a thumb over your cheekbone. Such a small gesture, yet something that felt so intimate in that moment.

"I know, just.. still tired." You excused, shuffling closer to him. He took the hint, and wrapped an arm around your waist, his palm warm against your skin. Despite all the time you'd spend together, you still felt shy at times, unsure of how to put your thoughts and feelings to words.

Fortunately, König had become a master at reading your body language and mannerisms, noting every little thing and what it signalled. "Five more minutes?" He suggested.

You nodded, leaning forward to rest your forehead against his chest. Neither of you spoke, the wind whistling and chirping of birds was enough in that moment.

"I'm glad we both made it." You spoke up eventually, a low 'mhm' rumbles in his chest as he pulls you closer. Today is warm.

(hrghrr i wish to affectionately shake this man by the shoulders.)

[ilovecowpoke]

everything is cold.

tw; loss, grief, overdose, suicide, possibly unrealistic.

angst, hurt no comfort. honestly, sorry for this luvs </3

I walk into my house, there is no second person. There's no one to greet me at the door, no one who welcomes me. Everything is cold.

I direct myself to the kitchen and open the fridge. In a small tin box are month old leftovers from before the deployment. A small note is taped to the lid. 'Saved you your favourite - dein Lieber, König.' Everything is cold.

A silent tear falls down my cheek. I enter my bedroom, the very same one I used to share with the person I loved the most. I slide under the covers, his scent still remains. Everything is cold.

I roll around restlessly til the faint strings of sun begin to break the horizon. I stare at the orange casing on my nightstand. And in a brief moments decision, I grab it and empty what it contains onto the palm of my hand. Everything is cold.

I let the pills drop onto my tongue, the bitter taste soon engulfing my taste buds. I swallow, feeling it all pass through my oesophagus. Soon enough, I begin to feel faint. Sweat begins to drip down my forehead. Weakly, I crawl towards my window to watch the sunrise. In my final moments, I could only sense one thing; Everything is cold.

(this is my first and possibly last post. tips on how to improve my writing are welcome, as english is my second language. <3 also excuse any formattint mistakes, this is my first time using tumblr to post if it hasnt been made obvious enough)