Scars from war
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Lucifer revisits a dark time in his life while he’s sleeping and hopes of any sleep that night falters. He looks at himself in a mirror and reflects on his failure on the Cesletial Realm... and Diavolo won’t settle for Lucifer’s sorrow.
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Boom, clap!
A sharp pain sears across Kristoff’s face from the force of Anna’s hand slapping him to the present. Stars twinkle just inside his field of vision as he rubs his cheek, and his heart beats faster in excitement. He hasn’t felt this good in years.
Until an irate voice says, “What the fuck?”
Anna stands in front of him, angrier than ever, and he smiles a little more.
“You think that’s funny?” she asks. The correct answer is no, of course, but the right answer is that he’s elated.
He looks down to hide the smile he couldn’t make go away. That’s when he sees his brace and remembers his injured leg. The only pain he feels, though, is on his cheek.
“I had it handled,” she says and shows him the red rhinestone-encrusted mace attached to her keychain, which her thumb sits on top of.
He grins, and says, more bravely than he would have had he not been floating on Cloud 9, “Or you could just slap me again.”
Her red lips slowly curve into a cat-like smile. She folds her arms and coolly leans against the wall. Her eyes glitter with mischief, and she purrs, “Well, now you’ve got my attention.”
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- Part 2 of Loony Writes Song Fics
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Two broken souls, and a thing called hope by Eochiad for miladiel, Sapphic_terror
Fandoms: Masters of the Air (TV 2024)
11 Jul 2024
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Two soldiers of war who are trapped by their own fears, angst and nightmares. Two broken souls, trying to outlive the war. Fighting, flying, moving until there’s no tomorrow. Awaiting the end, hoping to win, they fight for their country. Leading their men, they suffer. Each on their own and together, adding hope to it all. Two wandering souls, wishing to go home, wherever that might be.
(or simply two grown idiots who don’t know what to do with their feelings, failing to talk from the bottom of their hearts surrounded by annoying besties when the end of war is close.)