— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃.

[۟ @godsfell]

i’m what’s left of when we swam under the moon.

[⛧ @luxnoira]

there must be a requirement to be queer if you are lunari cause im sensing a pattern here

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

@SOLARISMIGHT

[‍ ‍ՙ 𝕾𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐒‍ ‍ ‍‍ 𝕿𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 ‍, ♱ @hellslyrics]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀how can two people love each other while they fight to the death every moment they're together ?

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

@SOLARISMIGHT

[‍ ‍ՙ 𝕾𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐒‍ ‍ ‍‍ 𝕿𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 ‍, ♱ @hellslyrics]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆 , make me 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕 why we were fighting .

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

you are ridiculous

[— 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 @SOLARISMIGHT]

... this is getting ridiculous, Diana.

[— 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 @SOLARISMIGHT]

| @SOLSCORNED |

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

you simply wish for me to be on top of you

[— 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 @SOLARISMIGHT]

@SOLSCORNED

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

@SOLARISMIGHT || HWRRE IS IT GIL

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

@SOLARISMIGHT || OH

[— 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 @SOLARISMIGHT]

| @SOLSCORNED |

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

porcelain skin is littered with scars,
some from her and leona’s fights,
others from bearing the weight of her heresy.

“ i tried to flee when you raised your sword, i never wished to hurt you.

i wish you could say the same about me. “

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

she takes some tentative steps forward during leona’s realisation.

her fists are still clenched, her rage doesn’t simply melt away, but there is an ounce of sympathy. armour is stripped, leaving her in underclothes.

[— 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 @SOLARISMIGHT]

“ . . . I — ”

those were real questions, and real memories that brought them along. the memory of Diana in the cold, suffering, alone. a neverending punishment.

who was she to preach for the message of the sun when Diana was right ? she had denied her the warmth of it.

....

[— 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 @SOLARISMIGHT]

@SOLSCORNED

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

@SOLARISMIGHT

[sapphic lit bot @sapphiclitbot]

Those hands had once stroked her body. She had once kissed those palms and drawn those fingers into her mouth. She would have recognized them anywhere.

Lesley Nneka Arimah, What It Means When a Man Falls from the Sky

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

“ they punished me and you simply. . allowed them to. you couldn’t protect me, so the moon did. “

her tone is bitter, her gaze remains averted, yet she’s not protesting leona’s closeness. she craves it and curses herself for doing so.

“ leona. . “

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

“ i didn’t mean to make it worse !
i couldn’t control it. “

her hands are clenched, she’s standing her ground, watching as leona shifts closer. she possesses that same need, but refuses to act on it, while also refusing to leave.

[— 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 @SOLARISMIGHT]

“ we could have solved this ! we could have made it better before you made it worse. ”

her feet think and follow her need — the need to be closer, to reach out and hold.

“ you could have taken all your anger on me. I know I deserve it. I know. but not on them. ”

....

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

( her head dips in shame, hands twitching. )

your people named me a heretic, punished me. and with my anger, they fell.

[— 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 @SOLARISMIGHT]

( the young temptation to provoke is there — but she doesn't. )

I gave you a chance, but then you decided to massacre 𝘮𝘺 people !

( it was a cycle — the anger, the yelling, and soon they would be in each other's arms again. )

. . . I'm afraid for you.

[— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃. @SOLSCORNED]

@SOLARISMIGHT

[ً @holyaches]

of course i’ll hurt you. of course you’ll hurt me. we will hurt each other. but this is the very condition of existence. to become spring means accepting the risk of winter. to become presence means accepting the risk of absence.