Love your blog so far! Here's my prompt to you: how would Lukas, Forsyth and Python respond after seeing their s/o alive again from using the revival fountain?
How would Lukas, Forsyth and Python react to s/o coming back to life:
Thirsty Note: I must say, this is one request I have been really excited for. This is such a good idea and I honestly had so much fun writing it! It would be so bittersweet to see a lover once more after you thought they were gone forever. Thank you so much for this beautiful idea! <3 I hope you enjoy reading them! (Also super happy you’re loving the blog!!!)
I never thought I’d see them again.
They died bravely in battle, something that I know they would have wanted, but it still weighed heavy on my heart. The thought of never seeing them again, to never see their smile or hear their laugh was something I couldn’t tolerate. I became more of an emotionless shell than I ever was and no one could find a way to help me.
Not until we found that fountain.
We hadn’t known what exactly it would do. It was different than the other fountains we had come across in our travels. This one was golden and had some mysterious feeling about it. I don’t know how it happened, but suddenly, my love was once again standing in front of me.
I just stared for a while, thinking it was a dream, a hallucination, perhaps I myself had died and not realized it. I had to steel myself to reach out to touch them and I gasped when I felt solid flesh and bone, and warmth. This was not the cold body I clutched in the battlefield, this was real and warm and alive.
Before I knew it, my eyes were welling up with tears and they gave me a soft smile, the same smile I thought I would never see again.
The other members of the Deliverance stood in shock, but gave us the space we needed. I reached out to grasp my love once more, and my hand was met with the softness of their cheek as I caressed it.
“Hello, Lukas, my love,” they whispered in their sweet voice. “I told you I’d see you again.”
I vaguely recall hearing those words fall out of their mouth before they took their final breath, and I thank Mila for this blessing bestowed upon me.
My future was back, my life had purpose again, and I let myself feel for the first time since they died.
I walked closer to them, and pulled them into my arms where they belong. In my head, I vowed to do more to protect them, for I don’t think I could handle losing them once more. Without them, my life is truly meaningless, and without them I felt nothing but emptiness.
I pulled away to look at my love’s face, and leaned in for a chaste kiss. My heart was in overdrive, and everyone was watching but I didn’t care. The love of my life was back in my arms, and that is all that mattered.
“Welcome home, my love.”
When they died, I felt as if a part of me died with them.
I no longer felt the determination I was known for, or the passion to continue fighting. Instead, misery took their place. I hadn’t known I had fallen so in love with them until I held their corpse in my arms. There was nothing I could do to bring them back, and I began to hate the thought of fighting another second. This war is what brought them to their early end, and this war is what I blame for taking my happiness away from me.
When we had reached the deeper part of the newest dungeon, I felt like lying down and giving up right there. Nothing seemed worth my effort anymore. I was listening to the other’s talk about a fountain, but I paid them no mind. Lately all I can think about is them; their smile, their laugh, their touch, all of it gone, and with it, my own will to live.
I was lost in my own world of depression until I felt a timid tap on my shoulder.
I turned, and nearly collapsed on the spot.
There they were, in front of me once more. The wound they had sustained that battle was no longer visible, and instead there was a warm smile on their face. I had half a mind to think I was going insane, but the other members of the Deliverance were standing around, all with tears in their eyes.
I felt my hands tremble as I reached out to see if what stood before me was an illusion, but I was met with skin. The same skin I loved every night before we retired for the next day.
I looked up and into their eyes, the same ones I gazed into when I first said, “I love you”, and they were sparkling with the same mirth and warmth as they did back then.
“Is it really you?” I stutter out, and I can hear the waver in my voice. They smile and nod, taking my trembling hands into their own and bringing them to their chest, where to my utter shock, I felt a strong heartbeat.
“Yes, my dear, and it was your love that brought me back.” They said, tears forming in their eyes as well.
I broke down then, folding into their awaiting arms. I never felt more at peace.
I felt renewed. A new passion was put ablaze in my heart; to make sure I never lost them again.
“I will do you right this time, my love,” I sob into their chest. “I promise.”
Life has always been rough for me, but losing them was the icing on the cake.
I didn’t let many know just how broken their death had left me. I didn’t need to, it is something every member of the Deliverance just understood. So much was lost in this war, and every single one of us had been hit by the devastation it brought.
I figured life was meaningless before, but now without them, it felt even more excruciating to go on. I felt like I was being split in two, the pain of losing them was so terrible, but I didn’t want their sacrifice to be in vain. A part of me wanted to lie with them in that battlefield and die beside them, but the other half knew that if I did just that, their death would be meaningless.
So, I continued the fight in their honor. The most recent had brought us to a deep dungeon, where we came across a fountain. This is where I usually find my own little corner to hide away from everyone else and collect my thoughts. These are the times I usually think about them.
I need to remind myself every day why I continue this fight, because if I didn’t I know I would use my own bow against myself.
There was a commotion near the fountain, and I instinctively grabbed my bow, ready to fight. Instead, I was met with a blinding light before a figure emerged from the fountain.
A figure I knew all too well.
I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw them there again. It was something I dreamed about, but never thought would happen. Bringing people back from the dead isn’t exactly something you hear every day, but it appears this fountain worked a miracle.
Before I could react, they were running over to me. I opened my arms, and they fell into them.
I couldn’t believe how warm they felt. I couldn’t believe the tears I felt soaking through my armor, and I especially couldn’t believe that I felt tears falling down my own face.
“Come on now, you’re making me all emotional,” I laugh into their shoulder, but I squeeze them tighter, not yet ready to let them go. “You leave me and now you think you can just come back?”
I feel their breath against my neck, and their heart pounding against my chest.
“Sorry dear, I just couldn’t wait to see you again,” they laugh against my neck. “Aren’t you happy to see me again?”
Now, I’m not a typical worshipper, but I thank Mila for allowing me to see my love again.
I give one last squeeze before I pull away to look at their smiling face.
“Of course, I am,” I lean in to whisper in their ear. “Please don’t ever leave me again.”