#// talking abt how he likened seph to the brilliance of stars when they were chattin on the rooftop

[tewwor-moving]

Litho stands there proud and un-fucking-wavering. Resolute in finally tearing out the heart shaped key that’s been jammed dead center in his chest. Willingly casts the revelation free despite the inward facing blades of vulnerability. It’s something he hasn’t re-familiarized himself with ever since breathing life into this other body. Always been too keen on reinforcing an ice cold distance from that scathing discomfort.

Now he blisters himself with it.

“I know I do.” His voice takes on an almost hoarse quality. Still stern, but frayed with an undeniable rawness. Too strained from an eerily similar conversation had with himself over and over and over again. There’s no talking him out of it. He’s tried and always fucking failed. “The hell do I gain by lying? You know me. How I work, how much I’d rather eat glass than draw anything unnecessary out. And I’m telling you this is necessary. That the only angle I’m tryin’ to ‘push’ is to make you see. Understand that I do this— everything I’ve done since the first time I joined you on a roof is because I loved you. I still fucking do.”

@tewwor​ said:

“why? it’s because i love you, damn me to hell. because I’ve always loved you.” ( litho 🥲 )

WORDS ARE SIGNIFICANT AND POWERFUL THINGS. when used right, the effects they have can easily exceed their intangible and transient nature. they can start wars. they can end relationships, end lives, shape or ruin societies from the foundation outwards. in this moment, lionel’s words hit persephone like a fucking freight train. she sways in place as the ground swells underneath her, legs unsteady and eyes unfocused, as if ten shots of tequila have hit her all at once. ❝ you … you –– ❞ the stuttering failure doesn’t last long. persephone falls silent, brows furrowed as if he’s given her some complicated riddle to solve. finally, after the rush of chaos has quieted in her mind, she looks up at him and shakes her head in bewilderment. ❝ no, you don’t. you don’t. you’re lying. what fucking angle are you trying to push here, huh? ❞