#i keep talking ab this fic within the 30-minute of a facetime w my friends

[lon-done]

honest, this is too beautiful for me to shut up hehe, i'll put a 'keep reading' for dash convenience

cw : spoiler for the fic !!

the twisted au, and twisted plot omg i LOVE. it's very much refreshing to see a soulmate au where one's world would be devoid of color after meeting their soulmate, like the ANGST MATERIAL SIGN ME IN PLS. and just, the wholesomeness, (i didnt really read the warnings so) i thought the plot was gonna have little to none angst since the interactions between y/n and childe are full of fluff fluff and fluff so the last part BROKE ME

just. just take a look

TO LOVE MEANS TO MAKE SACRIFICES. It is common wisdom, something that any child knows and any adult practices

can i just say that this is such a good way to open a story, i'm instantly hooked and this is so poetic pls

memories and dreams to be recorded by the celestial blues of the vast sky.

or because the blue sky was always present in all the less fortunate moments of his life

The sky was your favorite blue. Day or night, summer or winter, you would always find yourself facing the sky and allowing its divine color to flood you with hope and joy

the sky-blue is referenced a few times and i just think it's neat lol, like you can literally see the contrast between y/n and childes' perspectives of the world, and it's just. so. cool get the pun? bc blue is usually used to describe coolnes—

that the gods wanted to punish humans for not realizing how lucky they were to have everything.

this quote is so powerful you dont even know, i shall live by this from now

in fact, true love was beautiful, it was colorful – but only for people who had not yet found true love.

i— this sounds so pretty, i love the connection it has with this au like hjsadja

" ... My something is more than the soulmate dictated by the universe. It is who I choose to love, not who I am told to love."

tbh i love the whole monologue, but this captures my mind the most and i just want to highlight it hehe

“And yet,” you continued your speech, now reciting words that popped into your mind, your thoughts creating confused lines in your mind. “Here you are, in front of me, the person who stole the colors from you, completely in love.” “And yet, here you are, the person who stole the colors from me, and my heart, not accepting a relationship with me.”

this one convo had me go AAAAHHHHSK like it's adorable, but you can feel the yearning in how the words are constructed. and. again, it also highlights their contrast so that's awesome

and Childe knew that no color made him feel alive.

“We will be the first soulmates that love each other but are not together.”

i just want to say that there are foreshadows but i just ignored it when i first read it 👀👀

You took a deep breath and picked up a small yellow flower ...

i really and i mean REALLY LOVE the way you chose this to describe that some things had definitely gone wrong and it put an unsettling feeling in my stomach but in a good way. yk what i mean. like. for the previous paragraphs the sceneries and all are described as white and black world

and it suddenly changed but through such poetic phrases and i just. feel cozy instead ?? idk it's weird but like it's so so so good

It was his blue that stole all the color in your life.

the smile of relief that he wore, for returning the colors to you

a wholesome call-back to end a story, pls im crying again

also, this is just a personal opinion but i wish there's a last reference in the scene where childe died tho, since 'the blue sky was always present in all the less fortunate moments of his life' (whether the death is a fortunate event for him or not, honestly i wouldnt mind both) but this is already incredibly wholesome so ahaskajdb

 ͙₊˚ a glimpse of blues *࿐´

s: you liked to see colors in the world, you were happy without knowing your soulmate; so why couldn’t you enjoy all the colors in the universe after meeting childe?

c: childe x gn!reader

au: soulmate!

wc: 3.1k

w: fluff; angst; major character death.

TO LOVE MEANS TO MAKE SACRIFICES. It is common wisdom, something that any child knows and any adult practices; however, in that world, those words took on a new, and more deep, meaning. For in that world, loving was synonymous with melancholy.

The world has always been a colorful place for all people who deign to live their lives without the constant search for love, a whole rainbow toasting every corner and nook in the world, plays and thoughts to be bathed in the warm yellows of the sun, memories and dreams to be recorded by the celestial blues of the vast sky. Everything was color, everything was magic, everything was happiness.

But, in the midst of all colors, in the midst of so many rainbows, what was missing in the world was love; however, in that world, only the most courageous people deigned to love the right people. When the first soulmates met, the world was no longer colorful. All the blues and pinks were stolen in a fraction of a second, all the yellows and greens to be lost in a snap – and all it took was a simple exchange of glances, since, in that world, whoever found his soulmate, lost any ability to find color in the world.

For, what other need was there to see colors when you already had the person you were supposed to love by your side?

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