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    Just a fic that's been on my mind for weeks, based on the prompt:

    "During my first tattoo, my artist was a very pretty lady w many tattoos and I winced and then exhaled slowly when she was going over one of my ribs and she said "good girl". My entire body just fucking froze and I stopped breathing" - @FloralSappho on twitter

    I think most of you can understand why I needed to write this.

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    “Please, Caitlyn,” Vi whispers. The levity doesn’t last long. She’s begging, pleading, holding the glass an inch from Caitlyn’s dry, cracked lips. “I need you to—shit, I just need you. Everything’s so fucked up. I’ve come back to a world I wish I didn’t recognise, and everything’s gone. Everything and everyone. And then you, you appeared out of nowhere, like there’s still some good left in this shitty, uncaring world, and I just—please. Just a sip. For me?”

     

     

    Caitlyn’s eyes focus on the still water within the glass. Vi presses the chipped rim to Caitlyn’s mouth and tilts it back, water touching her lips, and Caitlyn finally moves.

     

     
    Lifting a hand, she knocks the glass across the room. It shatters into three large pieces and a thousand tiny shards.

     
     
    Vi lifts her hands. She wants to curl them into fists, to beat the ground, to twist them in her hair and scream; she wants to cradle Caitlyn’s face, letting her feel the gentle warmth on the dirt covering her skin, and the skin beneath the dirt.

     

     
    Caitlyn holds her gaze, daring Vi to touch her.

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    Thessia has fallen to the Reapers, and Tevos is left to deal with the ashes that remain. With the end rapidly approaching, she finds comfort from an unexpected source and questions how love can grow when the rest of the galaxy is dying.

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    22 Jun 2022