4/2/17 - so happy with february’s spread ^^ it’s water month so that means no fizzy drinks or sweet stuff just fruity water all the way!! also, porter robinson has been my jam lately, which explains the ‘worlds’ background ~ my typography needs a little work but apart from that i’m content with how it looks! felt like pairing this with a lovely shot of the sunset the other day!! perks of living literally a road away from the sea ~
Can we just take a minute to talk about how heart breaking Huedhaut’s entire story is? I don’t just mean his own route, oh no,
I mean in every single route he appears in the Star Crossed Myth world.
This navy-haired, kind soul has got me in pieces with every single scene
he is in.
And yes, there are spoilers ahead. You have been warned.
First of all, can you even imagine, for just a moment, the person you loved so deeply sacrifices themselves and leaves you behind? Can you even fathom that kind of pain? Especially for an eternal being, like Huedhaut? And not just that, but killing a part of yourself to save that person’s soul? I can’t even comprehend the agony of watching your lover die and not being able to convince them to live for you.
Just this point is enough to make Huedhaut one of the mosttragic characters to ever come out of Voltage Inc.
However, I am not finished yet.
very reason for this rant is simply the fact that while Heudhaut is
the sole reason the goddess is even alive as a human, she is able to
choose another God to save and to love.
But here’s the kicker, it’s not just any God she can choose…
She chooses from Huedhaut’s colleagues.
you even imagine? Saving the woman you love, and finding out she holds
the key to save your own soul, only to be passed over for another man? One
of your coworkers, your colleagues, your makeshift friends?
even when he is passed over, unless you are like myself and had an
immediate attraction, in every route…In Every. Single. Route. Hue is her
supporter, her secondary protector, her shoulder to cry on, her friend.
He never, ever tries to tell her of her past life to sway her to be with
him. He keeps it and suffers in silence. This is how I know Huedhaut
truly loves the goddess.
And it completely shattersme.Every. Time.
is the only character in any Voltage Inc. game I have played, who I
believe truly loves the MC because he is willing to let her make her own
choices, even if he knows that choice doesn’t include him. He would
gladly step aside to make sure she was happy.
Hue is the most beautiful,
kind, wonderful, loyal, selfless character I have ever had the pleasure
Nesta awoke to a finger poking her cheek. Her eyes flew open and she whipped her head around, grabbing the finger with her teeth.
“Play nice, sweetheart,” Cassian’s voice breathed in her ear. She pressed her teeth down a little harder and then released. He chuckled.
“I was perfectly fine sleeping you know,” she grumbled. She knew she probably sounded like a child, but she was cranky coming back from naps. She couldn’t help it.
“C’mon, Nes, I couldn’t let you miss the sunset.” He shrugged the shoulder that she had found herself leaning on. She groaned and mumbled “Prick” under her breath.
“What was that?” he teased. She glared up at him without an answer. He kissed her forehead and turned towards the sky. She couldn’t help but do the same.
From their vantage point on the roof they could see almost all of Velaris. But, more importantly, they were surrounded by sky. Sky that was now turning a blazing orange. The stars, brighter in the Night Court than anywhere else, were already shining through. Nesta tipped her head back, taking in the entire view. She felt a smile creeping up on her face. Finally, she closed her eyes and let the grin take over her features. Sunsets were a time for warmth, and who was she to fight something so beautiful?
Cassian looked over to the female sitting beside him. Her face was turned towards the sky and she was glowing, whether from happiness or the golden hue of the sky he didn’t know. He watched as the colors in the sky spread over her face, slowly from orange to pink to dusky purple. Suddenly overcome with love or lust, he could barely tell the difference, he leaned over and kissed her.
As his lips met hers and she kissed him back he realized it was love, of course it was love, how could he write off what he felt for her, Nesta, as anything but love? He loved how she fought him with everything she had, how she accepted him fully, how she smiled in these moments, fully and beautifully with no reservations. He loved her scent and the taste of her tongue, he loved the feeling of her fingers running over his arms and down to his hands, he loved the way she smiled into his mouth, like she just couldn’t help it.
He removed his lips from her mouth and pressed light kisses over her jaw, tracing his way to her ear. Once he reached his destination he whispered, “I love you.” He turned to meet her face when he heard the sharp intake of breath. His eyes met eyes filled with surprise and awe. But beneath that…love.
“I…love you, too, Cassian.” A grin overtook his face.
“Well how could you not? I’m extremely lovable.”
She punched him and replied, “Oh, shut up and kiss me you idiot.”