#despite the purposefully salted fields there was a choice whether unknowing or not for something to grow and it doesnt matter

[ashandaffection]

the ships i like

red and blue characters, enemies to lovers, opposites attract, friends to lovers, even better is friends to enemies to friends to lovers, basically, i need that slow burn 400k pining yearning loving someone so much someone so opposite to you that you feel like tearing through your skin AND their skin and hoping that you can burn off the physical barriers that separate your fucking conscious soul from their own like you want to crawl into their skin and organs and beating heart and lay your ephemeral self up to it and just lay there until you are no longer two separate beings but I want it so even though you want to be the same you love someone so much you want to be there forever with them i want it to also hurt because how can you really love someone exactly like yourself i want it to be reflective like a broken mirror is like a shattered window like you can see yourself in their eyes and what fear what you see but how can you run when it's yourself how can you run when you know that they want the same things that you do when you know they want to be held and they want to be loved all the same i want them to be opposites on different sides of the board and even so they move the chess pieces between them to get to one another whether that be through playing the game or sweeping the whole board aside i want them to be broken and imperfect and "let me fill the cracks in you with my own imperfect pieces" i want it to be "you are jagged and you make me bleed endlessly, oh how perfect that both you and i love the taste of iron and tears" i want them to hurt each other i want them to mend each other i want it to be snapping, biting, starving lone wolves meeting in the dead of winter knowing they could choose to fight and kill one another for the potential of sustinence, for the glimmer of hope that might come regardless of looming death, that to be unselfish means to perish but despite all rational thought or instinct instead choose to keep one another company through the promise of the unknown to provide comfort and "don't worry i'll be here beside you" through the void because despite the helpessness of it despite the option for selflishness all they choose each other all they choose is a fleeting moment of partnership though the cold, through the unforgiving, through the pain, through the loss, despite it all there's still an "i'm here. i'm still here. i will stay right here. your hands and knees and mouth are covered with blood but what choice did you have what choice did i have i am the same i understand i am right here."

yeah i like those ships