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Title: You as Broken as I Triumphant
Fandom: It gets so lonely here (Visual Novel)
Author:
luminious
Rating: T
Word Count: 400
Characters/Pairings: Protagonist/Witch.
Warnings: Toxic yuri, mentions of bullying and trash parents and mentions of previous deaths, for anyone not comfortable with that.
Summary:
(Or, an extended take on the part of the visual novel where the witch attempts to psychologically break down the protagonist into giving up trying to change her fate to be by her side.)
Disclaimer: I do not own It gets so lonely here, nor am I or will I ever profit from this work.
( I HOLD MY ARMS TIGHTLY AROUND YOUR STOMACH AND SIDES, THE HOOKED DRAPES OF MY BLACK SLEEVES PRESSED AGAINST YOUR DIRTY, WHITE UNIFORM SHIRT AND THE WAISTBAND OF YOUR TORN PLAID SKIRT AS WE STAND IN THE MIDDLE OF A FOREST OF MY CREATION, YOU AS BROKEN AS I TRIUMPHANT... )
Fandom: It gets so lonely here (Visual Novel)
Author:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Rating: T
Word Count: 400
Characters/Pairings: Protagonist/Witch.
Warnings: Toxic yuri, mentions of bullying and trash parents and mentions of previous deaths, for anyone not comfortable with that.
Summary:
“One death would be enough to finish most of your kind off, but you have endured six of them,” I told you moments prior to clutching your shivering, cold body like a child would a prized glass doll.
I will give you the ovation you are owed—
You are a determined girl.
Naive, yes, often biting off more than you can chew, but nevertheless a determined girl.
It is for that virtue that I will give you the cornucopia of amare you so, and of me I shall be the inamorata you revere, the golden cow of your prayers…
For no one loves you as much as I.
Disclaimer: I do not own It gets so lonely here, nor am I or will I ever profit from this work.
( I HOLD MY ARMS TIGHTLY AROUND YOUR STOMACH AND SIDES, THE HOOKED DRAPES OF MY BLACK SLEEVES PRESSED AGAINST YOUR DIRTY, WHITE UNIFORM SHIRT AND THE WAISTBAND OF YOUR TORN PLAID SKIRT AS WE STAND IN THE MIDDLE OF A FOREST OF MY CREATION, YOU AS BROKEN AS I TRIUMPHANT... )