ok so i have another cell-block tango esque oneshot

should i publish it?? i think its a lil repetitive...

aNYWhO

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Grian ducked into an alleyway with Scar, staring him directly in his brilliant yellow eyes. 

Yellow eyes.

It was Grian's fault, truly. He shouldn't have dared to prank the most infamously death-prone members of the group. He should've been smarter.

(Grian's been saying that for a long time- ' If only I'd been smarter')

He needs to fix this, he needs to solve everything and make it better. Grian can't really return Scar to green, no-

but he could give Scar a life in a different way.

Grian could still fix this horrendous mistake, he could still right every wrong he'd ever done. It was simple, it was fine. Scar just had to agree.

I've grown a mouth so sharp & cruel...

It's all that I can give to you, my dear.

Hushed whispers follow their every move in the steep desert. Grian ignores it, ignores the pounding of his heart every waking moment.

Then Scar falls.

And Grian watches, helpless as he becomes the cause of death again. Again, again.

And when you come in quick to steal a kiss,

My teeth will only cut your lips, my dear.

Then Scar was red, and Grian was already in their bedroom, watching him respawn. Then Scar became dangerous and scared, skittish around his green friend.

Grian didn't understand.

Did Scar not want him here? Because Grian killed him over & over again, across every universe? Grian could understand that, over and over again, but it made him want to sob every time. 

So, there was Scar & Grian, standing together at nightfall in their cozy sandstorm home.

" I know that you mean so well, 

But I am not a vessel for your good intent!

I will only break your pretty things,

I will only wring you dry of everything.."

Scar was shaking Grian, desperate for the yellow to understand. Because, somehow, Scar felt like he'd killed Grian. That he'd do it again & again, willingly or not.

He tried everything, lightly trying to guide Grian to the door and trying to show him that Scar was dangerous and Scar wasn't stable and Scar would hurt him.

Grian wouldn't move.

" If your fine with that..

you can be mine like that.."

➢

It was near the river when it happened. When the first phantom pain came, when Grian watched Scar smack into a rock.

He almost screamed.

Abandon all your stupid dreams,

About the girl I could've been, my dear.

" WE'RE LINKED, SCAR."

Oh. 

Oh.

So, the Red Velvet Keep rose from the ground. With it, rose the corruption- the harsh words in the middle of the night, the beds moved inches away.

'Cause in the night, I know you burn with feelings

I cannot return, my dear- oh my dear.

Everyday, Scar chased Grian for a sense of normalcy, for a laugh, a smile, anything.

Everyday, Grian grew harsher & harsher, snapping with sharpened teeth.

You gotta know that this won't last

Desperation will erase the fact, I'm keeping all

Of the answers in my cigarette box!

Days spent retreating, bleeding from bite marks Scar never deserved. Searching for answers locked away, deep in scenes he'd never be privileged enough to witness.

Yeah, the answer's in the second before the other shoe drops!

And if your blind to that,

Yet, despite all of it, Scar never dared leaving. He just kept trying.

I Am fine with that..

Fool.

➢

Then the desert was under siege, and they were in a bunker, huddled together- side by side. Grian, with his bright wings & malicious smile, and Scar with a saddened one.

This would be how they would die, wouldn't it?

Fighting a war Grian had no place in, a war Scar started with foolish actions, risky, idiotic choices.

Oh, I will ruin you.

Oh, I will ruin you.

And there was Grian, holding Scar's hand as Ren charged with Martyn. Muttering determined reassurances.

It's a habit... 

I can't help it

And there was Grian, screaming at the fool of a man who'd decided to focus on the pandas, on the good. Sharp words cutting already bleeding skin.

" I KNOW THAT YOU MEAN 'SO WELL'

BUT I AM NOT A VESSEL FOR YOUR GOOD INTENT."

There was Grian, shoving Scar as his wings flared, red eyes alight with fury. There was Grian, snapping Scar's neck like the lilacs & poppies he'd gifted the other earlier.

I will only break your pretty things

I will only wring dry of everything

And Scar just trembled and begged, tears dripping down his cheeks as he swore to god he'd do better. 

And If you're fine with that..

If you're fine with that.

And Scar just hugged Grian and tried, so hard, to be happy.

I will poison all your happy thoughts!

And Grian just cradled Scar's beaten, bruised body on the rough sand, chest heaving with sobs.

I love you like the ashes in my cigarette box

Sand & Pine needles.

If you're fine with that..

Two fates, intertwined.

You can be mine..

6 deaths, the fault of one or the other.

If you're fine with that..

And a series of love-sick mistakes, all spiraling into two chapters-

You can be mine..

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nice a oneshot i actually posted

ok so i was thinking about double life & tbh grians toxicity was VALID, ok?

Why?

a) my guy has anxiety, and from what I've heard, it's bad ( he had a fucking panic attack during MCC dodge bolt once-)

b) scar is perhaps the worst person to be linked too if you have bad anxiety & also are really competitive / the game means a lot to you

bam

justified

( i just had to say this im a grian apologist, ok???)