#dyinglove

[piscesline]

Crocheted flowers

[Verse 1]

If the crocheted flowers you gave come alive,

Will they speak of your love?,

"My love's vocal but you're imprisoned in a sound proof room",

If the oceans are made of my sob,

will you swim in it?,

"I'll gladly drown and embrace death",

[Chorus]

The words you said traveled through my head,

we ended arguments with a face of mourning,

We're lovers in the same room but look more like strangers,

different group of friends and ways of beguiling,

and if the crocheted flowers you gave come alive,

will they speak of your love?,

they won't but I will,

I did,

you're blind folded by your desires to see,

[Verse 2]

They didn't warn me we'd get here too soon,

the voices in my head,

love and hurt reciprocated,

it's time to walk away they said,

but to walk away is to abandon our promises,

the fostered hatred killed hesitations,

[Verse 3]

three months past our love you told me,

"The doves we raised, slowly was devoured by our sins",

what is agony, if not our love?,

it's unfathomable how you treat it as a piece of cake to speak the words ,

"love only visits me when you're at my porch",

but after you walked away,

did you achieved freedom?,

[Chorus]

Was I not worth the risk of love?,

we ended arguments with a face of mourning,

A crowded room but my ears was captivated by your voice,

handcuffed,

different group of friends and ways of beguiling,

and if the crocheted flowers you gave come alive,

will they speak of your love?,

they won't but I will,

I did,

you're blind folded by your desires and sin,

[Verse 4]

I spent every last bit of my love to you,

but it didn't cure your hunger,

you're asking for more,

but I'm too embarrassed and ashamed to tell you that's all I've got,

now nothing's left for me,

but my dreams of you,

[Verse 5]

you starved me,

but said I was asking for too much,

I was exhausted after 3 months of carrying the weight of us,

we're sleeping on the same mattress but the wrinkles on your side of the bed is missing,

your hair buzzed cut,

did I heard gunshots?,

[Chorus]

My love unheard like my prayers,

ended conversations with a face of mourning,

We're once was lovers in the same room but now are strangers,

Our group of friends said its time for grieving,

and if the crocheted flowers you gave come alive,

will they speak of your lies?,

I never lied,

I've spoken every word,

but you're living in a sound proof room,

[Bridge]

When your lips painted me your love,

was that true or were you a deceiver?

When your hands graced, ventured, and draw on my body,

was the lie on it the shiver?,

Are the stolen and exchanged glances,

just a rumor that gone around?,

Will the crocheted flowers come alive

and tell me you're just asleep and sound?,

My lips were not a deceiver,

it simply died from the lack of your contact,

I'd never lie to your feather like skin,

I was just abandoned with our sins,

my hands was once blessed by a saint,

now I'm at the wake of our love, restrained,

I am wide awake,

yet dreaming of the man you'd be in cloud nine with,

[Outro]

If my blood is the medicine to your cure,

I'll gladly cut my throat for you,

"Always on my pit of death",

"never on the moment I'm still breathing",

"I wasn't worth saving",

You are,

I wasn't fit for a savior,

Date: May 3rd 2024

Author: Avalon/piscesline

Dedication:

This piece of poetry lives inside the heart of two individuals who's love discontinued by a reason only them are aware. The past lovers are having the conversation they never had. This is to the dearest friend of mine, your story of love inspired me.

#brokenhearted #sadsong #brokenheart #lyrics #croocheted flowers #avalon #local artist #lyricist #song lyrics #song writing #poetry #wwriter #painful love #betrayal #liar #relationship #diary #songwriter #dyinglove #love quotes #quotes #love

[lipsofhoneybutbitterasf]

You hurt me. 💔

#heartbreak #dyinglove #relationship #love

[s785]

THE DYING LOVE - SEGMENT 2: FRIENDS AND NEIGHBOURS PART 3 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1199325242-the-dying-love-segment-2-friends-and-neighbours?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=sushantsharma626&wp_originator=84CvyzgV5az4iuJge1QeXdUIOnla1VxHbLPx1DQOaZNBYa6D%2FkLlephc27%2F6pxWM7UsYBCTMuuDAM6IF%2BSGrlUnrpQ7EG6oyL%2BRntrC8zradeli4Iwl9T6fE9rDdURXD This story is one of my life experiences which I saw and felt along the way of my life. This story shows how love can be a powerful tool pull a person out of his own darkness into world of light and change his perspective of life completely. Rest you read the book and understand the book will in segments and will be released every Friday its first segment will be available on mon 14th feb

#bestfriends #dyinglove #emotional #friends #love #loveisintheair #relationship-complicated #supportpls #sweetbonding #voteandcomment #romance #books #wattpad #amreading

[wallowinbloodywaters]

Levi

Try to remember her as she was, they always tell me. Remember the times you shared with her when she was healthy and the times you spent together that were care-free. 

How could I, when all I could see was how soon she would be leaving me? When all I could do was feel the gaping hole in my soul get larger and larger as she, she who used to fill it, got smaller and smaller? 

I sit by her bedside, clutching her feeble hand in mine. I gaze upon her gaunt face and her hollow cheeks. My thumb strokes the back of her papery skin, tracing the outlines of her blue veins. 

Her breath rasps in her throat, the sound grating in my ears. I hate that her lyrical voice was lost to me. 

I shake my head lightly, trying to banish the thought. She’s not dead. Not yet. I can still save her. 

“Wait for me, my love. I’ll bring you back to me,” I whisper fervently.

As I stand up to leave, I feel my very bones fill with conviction. I’ll do whatever it takes to save her. Whatever it takes. 

#OC #WIP #fiction #drabble #theverge #levi #my love #dyinglove #villian #origins #writing #bookidea #villiancharacter #villian origin story #death of a loved one #dying #illness

[isadoraartphotography]

Friday Fictioneers - Dying Love Aftermath

Friday Fictioneers – Dying Love Aftermath

In February, we had another photo prompt from Dale Rogerson. Since this week we’re having an encore of another of her wonderful photos, I thought I would continue my first Flash Fiction story called Dying Love. If you missed reading it click on the title; although, the stories are independant of each other. Thanks for popping by … Isadora She sat on the chaise lounge, watching the droplets of…

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#100wordchallenge #amwritiing #death #dyinglove #dyingloveaftermath #flashfiction #fridayfictioneers #isolation #loss #photoprompt

[jthnomad]

“People you love never die. That is what Omai had said, all those years ago. And he was right. They don't die. Not completely. They live in your mind, the way they always lived inside you. You keep their light alive. If you remember them well enough, they can still guide you, like the shine of long-extinguished stars could guide ships in unfamiliar waters.” #matthaig Today as I wander around the #oasis I feel the voices of #thepast catching up with me. Long dusty memories stirs, voices of dead raise anew, old pains and loves marge again. Such things cause me to weep... Yet I find myself smiling through it all. #release #relive #lovelovelove #deadandgone #deadpeople #deathandlove #dyinglove #keepingtheirspiritalive #neverforget (at Isis Oasis Sanctuary) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4qnHGjhdag/?igshid=10uvlaastdswg

#matthaig #oasis #thepast #release #relive #lovelovelove #deadandgone #deadpeople #deathandlove #dyinglove #keepingtheirspiritalive #neverforget

[stormfrangipane]

delilah

How can you hold Something you cannot? Like dreams and canopies Of memories she forgot

Whatever circumstances The words bleed in Her absence and laughter's The one to fill in

The memory of you Is as thorny as the red, red rose A soliloquy of melancholy Such as a withered prose

With poetry you were once undead Now Delilah lies in a sweet soft bed

#sonnet #poetry #love #dyinglove

[ame-manquante]

One of the things you basically left me with.

As I go out of the cage, I will leave them here.

Soon these articles were no longer significant to me, including this.

Soon I will forget this flower. Maybe I’ll never forget who gave me the first roses I’ve ever had, but I’ll forget how loud my butterflies were that moment you gave me this.

Soon I know I’ll forget how does it feel to be loved by someone like you. How tight your hugs were, how sweet the kisses we’ve shared, how magical moments with you were.

Everything you gave me and let me experience was too much for a first. I know people wouldn’t understand how hard it is to forget every single idea and feeling about you. People wouldn’t get me if I will say that I just can’t forget and let go of my grip.

I’m on the edge of just letting everything happen without thinking if they should or shouldn’t happen.

Someone told me that I’m a fool for still somewhat holding onto you. Yes, she’s right. They are all right. People tend to be a fool when they are blinded by the clouding idea of LOVE.

I KNOW WHAT SHOULD I DO.

It would sound really easy to you, because you were not on my shoes. You were not the one who experienced something — a love — that both can make you live and kill you at the same time. You were not the one that heard fluttering promises that seem to be surreal. You were not the one who will try to erase every single memory of someone invested true feelings and intentions on you and occupied your heart slowly then all at once.

Let me do things my way. I know all of you maybe don’t understand me, I understand you. Because even I, can’t understand myself right now.

Soon I know I’ll forget why I wrote this. I’ll forget why I was so sad in this phase of my life. I’ll forget why I kept on writing for someone who probably stopped writing about me earlier than I did. I’ll forget why. I’ll forget. I know I will.

#forgetting #flower #roses #leftbehind #dyingroses #dyinglove #dying

[thenaughtyguy]

Dying Love

*this is a fictional story, matching any of its characters with any real person would be just a coincidence, and the place name and date have been just used to make it look real.

I think I should pen the dying love of two and a half years.

Let me first tell you something about the protagonists of this story, I, Mayank, 18 at that time, my hometown is Burhanpur and I study in Bhopal, and my hero, Virat- he was 20 at that time, he is properly from Bhopal.

It started on 27th November 2018, we met on Grindr, we both were new on that app, I was still exploring what is gay, what is bisexual, what is straight, I had never seen any porn, so I was totally unaware of sexual stuff, even today I'm untouched of all those things, I just knew was that, I feel attracted to boys and I never feel the same for girls. I got one friend who was member of QueerMitra, he helped me in knowing my feelings, I was graphic designer and content writer for them for few posts, I was trying to find my seniors and batch mates on that app, and one day- it was 27th November, (Exactly one month before I started using Grindr), a guy sent me "hi", I didn't know how to chat with people, after all I have got my first smart phone and I was not used to it. I sent "Hi" too. I said I'm in MANIT, 1st year CSE student. He said he is commerce student. he was 20. everything was going very nice. I had no knowledge of sex... I was just looking for someone with whom I can talk on my personal topics. so pics never mattered for me, so I didn't ask. but he sent his pic, I was shocked to see, I said send your real pics, he send another one, He was looking so hot, I was unable to believe, for few days I was offline, I came to Burhanpur, It was winter vacations for 1 month. One day I opened Grindr, and He never asked for my pic, he asked for my number and I gave him, I have started sharing everything with him, I had ordered my laptop, and again I was offline for few days, my laptop arrived on 5th December, and I was very happy, on 6th December, he texted me "hi" on whats-app, he sent me his pic, but I never believed on him, we talked after everything, I was very happy because of laptop and I was facing problem while starting it, I was updating him with every single thing, those days are literally so memorable to me, I was a lil kid.

Then on 7th December we made a call, I heard his voice, it was so mesmerizing, I asked him, do you sing, he said how did you know, actually I had become fan of his voice. I used to laugh so much, I was so happy, there were no words,  just my blushing and happiness and laughter that he can listen to. I was so happy while talking with him, But always I had to go to terrace, and as like always, it used to be night time, so darkness and he never saw me, even I didn't believe on his pic, I never had dp too, so everything was like blind date, I was not using Grindr then, one day we made vc, but it was terrace and too dark, he hadn't got to see me, but I had seen him, he was so handsome and exactly the same as I saw in his pics. But I was fan of his voice more than his looks, and to be honest in our whole journey, I never praised him for his look, just I praised him for his voice, he used to love singing and cooking, so I started having interest in cooking, I used to ask him for recipes.

In no time he had become my very good friend, my secret box, and the surprising thing was he didn't had seen me, on 30th December I clicked one selfie and edited it, and keep it as my dp, he saw me first time in that edited pic. and even today I have the same dp on whats-app, I think it is the sign that my heart is still waiting for him.

Then I came to Bhopal, but we didn't met in real, we just used to talk day and night. everyday my first message used to be "gm" and last message -"gn and tc"

Whole day whenever I got time we used to chat, soon he got a job in Dainik Bhasker, he got busy, so we chose to chat instead of calling, and as our timing didn't match, he used to reply when he got time.

I was so happy. and finally after 8 months, we met first time in real on 19th July 2019. it was just 10 min meeting, but I remember every second of it. we shake hands, his that soft hands, and his voice was so nice in real, he was dressed up in formal dress, white shirt, black pant, we were of same height, he was looking fit and so cute, but I didn't say a word, I was a kid, I was so much blushing, I didn't say anything but after that, I text him my all feelings, I was so shy to speak out anything. but he was praising me, and the most memorable moment was that hug, he tried to hug me while we were leaving, that soft touch, not a tight hug, just the way friends hug each other, but there was a softness and love in it.

We had become more than a friend to me, we started using love emojis, everything was slow but everything was memorable, we were too happy.

I had learnt graphic designing, I used to be very busy with the work of all different societies, but the messaging was all same, I remember, the whole day, whenever I used to have free time, I used to message him.

He started being busy, his timing of job changed, it was from afternoon to late night 11-12. He used to get tired, so replying every single message become tough for him, but he used to read my all messages, He used to care a lot.

Even every Sunday he used to go job, he didn't had a fixed day for holiday, it could be any day in a week, so it become tough for our meeting.

We started having little bit of fighting much often, always it was me who used to get mad at him and he used to be so busy that he didn't even understand that I'm mad at him. Actually I was in love so deep that I couldn't able to get mad for long time and finally I myself had to approach him. I could understand but really not having time for me. He used to say, I'm busy you can search someone for you, I won't be mad. That single sentence was too enough to feel his care.

But still I'm a human, I used to get mad at him because he was not having time for me.

For me, he was the only person whom I could say everything, whole day I used to tell him whats going on in my life, but now he didn't had time for reading those too too long messages, he used to say, I'm too tired and I can't type, So I let him go. he used to watch you-tube video before sleeping. Facebook has option to choose what to do after your death, who can access your account, I chose Virat as that person who can access my account after me, there was a option to write down something with that permission and so I wrote one big letter to him saying, I wanted to see him while dying, I wanted to say thank you to so many people, I wrote down everyone's name- my family, my friends, i wrote everything, it was literally a very long letter, It was too kiddish too.

I was in love, I used to create and graphics for impressing him, but he never praised anything, I was not a graphic designer, I'm a coder but I did that for him and he never commented anything on it. But still I tried to do whatever I could do,

There one time came when I started using Grindr again, and one guy started hitting on me, I used to tell Virat everything, so he could be jealous, but was such a rude, he was always okaywith everything.

I start having weak feelings for him

But when it come to choose between those two, I chose Virat, and same thing happened many times and I always preferred him over everyone, because It was not totally his fault, and fighting, getting mad, getting sad, crying all these are just part of love.

He was always special for me but in between a period came when I became more closer to my bestie- Parv, he was my crush but we were strangers in starting, but with time we had come so closer that he become my best friend and then my roommate we used to study together, he was so protective and caring for me, I start feeling for him, I used to tell everything to Virat and while chatting I never felt that he is jealous but later one day when we were on call he used the word "Tumhara Parv", I could feel that little jealousy, I was so happy. but still I was feeling something for Parv. I was so confused because I was feeling something special about two persons parallely.

And soon a day came when lots of things happened, my friends knew about me that I'm gay, they even knew that Parv is my crush, they started teasing me and Parv, everything was so nice, but one day my roommates other than Parv changed the hostel for the sake of study, I was crying like a baby, and in that sadness I speak out everything to Parv even about having crush on him and he said don't tell other friends that he knew it, and in just 2 days my other friends came back, (when todsy I think about it, it looks so dramatic,) now my all friends knew everything, it was so fun, I was so happy, everywhere were just happiness,

But Virat was less involved in it, my friends never liked Virat, they did so many mischievous things for our breakup, but every-time we understood each other, once my friend Hardik hacked my mobile he used to read everything, all my lovey dovey conversations with Virat, then we decided to talk little bit for some time and in those days my friends tried to bring Parv and me closer, Parv become my so special friend but still he was straight, we used to go on long drives and every dream that I have imaged with Virat, was coming to true but with Parv, and in those days Virat started becoming more like my friend than my love and one day I dared my friend Hardik to do whatever he could, and he sent the message to my brother the one which I wrote for my brother to tell him everything about me. I was so afraid what will happen now, but after an emotional conversation with my brother on call, everything got fine, he accepted me, it was a great party time, I was very happy, my friends were more happier than me, but Virat was worried about me, he was worried that problems may come with this, but my friends and my Daa were with me so I had no worries.

One day I confessed my feelings (that Parv already knew) to Parv, he start behaving uncomfortable, I was so sorry for that, but he was afraid of me because I crossed my limits in the text. That day Virat made me a call and said don't worry, he is straight, he was too loving that day, he was treating me very nicely, I was so worried about me, his those lovely words let me move on over everything, and he finally made me smile.

Due to pandemic, we were said to go home, and the day came when I was leaving for home, -17 march 2020, our second meet- and I asked him to come to meet me, he was so angry because I have wasted so much of time that day, he had to go somewhere else, but for me he came, because I was going home, and I asked Parv to empty the room but Parv didn't, he didn't leave the room, It was feeling like, he did it on purpose (I hope it was not jealousy), But Virat himself didn't wanted to come to my room because he didn't want to face my friends those who didn't like him.

so we met in jungle- the MANIT jungle, we had private time there, it was on my demand, because I wanna try something, but to be honest, it was me who denied for something special ( I think you can understand what I mean), because I was afraid of pain (I think you got it, whst I'm saying) but still I had my first kiss, the most memorable moment, I can't forget those moments. then I left for home.

we used to chat, but things were going bad, I used to get angry, I used to block him again and again, It was so  kiddish, I used to unblock and send him message and again block him, so he was not able to reply.

Everything was still nice, becsuse everything was our love, I were not serious about our fight, it was just fun. But suddenly one worst day of my life came- 26th April 2020 - It was the birthday of my di, for me my Di is the most special person, I prepared lots of things for Di, pani poori, cake and lot... I was texting him and updating him about everything whats going on here, but I realized no message is going.

I tried fb, insta, calling, everything but I have blocked from everywhere.

I had tried all different numbers that I had in my home, I used all whats-app but he blocked everything.

No reason- just I was blocked from his life, I cried a lot, for many days I tried many things, then one day he didn't blocked that number and said, he is not interested-- I asked for reason but he said, I'm not interested- might something that happened but he said nothing. I said I will always wait for him, I promised him few things, and I keep texting him, he never seen them, But I knew he might be reading in notification, I never loose hope, But one day that whats-app was blocked, I tried other and it was also blocked, I started using insta, I keep on changing account but he never accepted my message request but I was thing he might be still reading, but I was not sure he might have deleted my message request so I keep on changing insta account, everyday or in few days I used to have a new account, even today I have different accounts to text him, I never loose hope.

It's already 8 months, day night I tried to contact him, I tried to listen the reason, what happened that, that he had to block me from everywhere while before the day, we were totally normal. Then the day came I thought to move on and I started hitting on someone, and as Virat is my bestie too, I used to share everything with him through texts which he never seen, and I’m sure he might be reading everything, he was aware that I'm hitting on other guy,(I was wishing him to come back, I was widhing him to feel jeslous, but nothing happened), and again my bad luck, that guy I'm hitting on, said I'm like a brother to him, And so I thought it is what Bhagwan wants and My new year was spent with him- with Virat- ( that I thought I'll be spending with the guy I'm hitting on but happened something else, I was with the guy I was hitting on on 31st but my mind and heart were with Virat), I texted Virat a happy new at midnight 12, I knew he will definitely see this.

But he never replied.

And what a dramatic situation it was, one the same day, in new year party I had met a guy, I had crush on a him in first sight, but he was straight, I was texting everything to Virat, I was thinking, he might feel jealous, I never thought I will approach that guy, but lil bit flirting and things were going in favor, I used to say everything to Virat, but on 21st April 2021- I got a reply and he said “you are just wasting your time over me”, I replied his all messages with hard words but got softened and I said, “I love  you”, but till the end of conversation, my all hope and my love had come to its weak point. I was broken. But I didn't let myself break, I diverted my mind and that new guy started taking Virat's position, I know it's not easy, But it's on me, I could control my mind to let it think anything.

But later on, I realized he is straight so whatever I’m thinking is impossible, and it’s again a heart break, but it was hurting not because of the later one but it was because of the former - Virat.

I never forgot him, My feelings for him got weaken but they are still in existence.

My heart still says "Virat, plz rok lo mujhe".

Today it's two and half years of our journey that basically started from whats-app, that pic of his that took my heart away. I think it is not dead, it might be dying, it might be too much injured, it could be in comma for some time, but it's not dead.

Because I believe, there is a part of story that is unheard, the story from Virat’s side. After all what happened that day, why did he suddenly blocked me from everywhere? 

It might be just me, who is thinking there is a something that I don’t know, and may be it’s only me who thinks he loves me, and it is possible that he really got bored of me, so he took this way, but if he loved me, I don’t want to loose him, for that lil possibility, I’ll be keep waiting, I won’t loose the hope.

#gay gaylove love 2andhalfyear hope dyinglove

[streetkidjamaica]

After effects of 7Pounds

I want a dying love. For if an everlasting love is treated as a moments dream that threatens to turn into deep, tormented nightmares, I want nothing to do with it I want a dying love-for when tomorrow is not promised I see you, and I in perfect unison within our beating hearts. I want a dying love-Cause loving you so deeply, and truly with all my time, mind, body,and soul would be my life's greatest accomplishment. Show me a dying love, so when we're dust, and gone we will kiss the races and they will know that what they feel on their skins are of comfort and joy.

#7pounds #DyingLove #poetry #Love

[pin-post-ig-blog]

"undying love" pin by @sadhobbyco. Let's be blunt, love sucks! Shop now on @sadhobbyco's link! #blunt#undyinglove#love#dyinglove#pinpost#rose#roses#greenthumb#pin_post#weed#kush#flowers#rosestattoo#undead#420#blazeit#weedsmokers#joints#rollingjoints#lovesucks#lapelpin#enamelpins#nolove

#pin_post #love #enamelpins #rosestattoo #nolove #kush #blunt #undyinglove #rollingjoints #lapelpin #weed #joints #dyinglove #flowers #lovesucks #roses #420 #undead #pinpost #weedsmokers #greenthumb #blazeit #rose

[piscesline]

Immortalized she became,

by the paintings on the museum walls,

by her artifacts preserved on the halls,

her name written by the shore,

the people shall never forget,

the ethereal woman they once witnessed,

their eyes dazzled and blessed,

as she walked past them with her silhouette,

#love #diary #first love #song lyrics #songwriter #crush #dyinglove #love quotes #quotes #beauty #beautiful #beuty girl #natural beauty #woman #beautiful women #ethereal #godess

[s785]

THE DYING LOVE - SEGMENT 2:NEIGHBOURS AND FRIENDS PART 1 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1192654187-the-dying-love-segment-2-neighbours-and-friends?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=sushantsharma626&wp_originator=lxjZWoGdNSnpH2PR%2BeE9peX%2FYrUvQV%2FsR9Bfp5ZTcPc3cJTCZc5EH3%2BjXFlDZM9PMP25wqR%2FNytQisIxJmnC6aeig0LyJsAkKt3b6G1gLneYCrGn062Dsw8GIiqcveae This story is one of my life experiences which I saw and felt along the way of my life. This story shows how love can be a powerful tool pull a person out of his own darkness into world of light and change his perspective of life completely. Rest you read the book and understand the book will in segments and will be released every Friday its first segment will be available on mon 14th feb

#bestfriends #dyinglove #emotional #friends #love #loveisintheair #relationship-complicated #supportpls #sweetbonding #voteandcomment #romance #books #wattpad #amreading

[poetryandnightmaress]

Romantic F/Os list

This is my first try, so bear with me aaa.

(Every character with a * is a main F/O.)

(Also, I’ll type Character - Shipname - Tag (They need to be linked, this will take some time) - Themesong)

Amnesia

Toma (Amnesia) - Protect and Attacc - ProteccAttacc - tba

Castlevania

Trevor Belmont - VampireHuntNights - VHN - tba

Devil May Cry

Dante - Pizza Time - PizzaTime - tba

* V - Nevermore - Nevermore - tba *

Diabolik Lovers

Ayato (Diabolik Lovers) - Yours only - YoursOnly - Bloody Valentine by Kim Petras

Shu (Diabolik Lovers) - Buried in Pillows - Pillow - tba

Final Fantasy XV

* Noctis Lucis Caelum - The nightsky and his star - NightskyStar - tba *

Fire Emblem

Lon’Qu - Swords and Butterflies - SwordButterflies - Ludens by Bring me the Horizon

Chrom - A future with you - YourFuture - Lights by Klaypex

Jakob/Joker - Dying for each other - DyingLove - tba

Shiro - Fishing for love - Fishlove - tba

King of Fighters

Angel - Demons in Angelfeathers - Demonfeather - tba

Mononoke

Kusuriuri - Mysterious Paintings - MysteryPaint - tba

NieR;Automata

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