[ Yeah!! Welcome to the graveyard! We have permanent memshares! It drove Adolphe insane!! It was hell every time he was near a reflective surface of any kind. ]
It's not like I... want to...
[ His voice trails off, but he still stays in the moment. Man. He's so tired already. But He needs him. He wants him. He loves him. Adolpbe shakily breathes out, still burying his face into his shoulder. ]
... I want to believe you. I really do. If it's you, I want to believe that I will. Eventually.
[ ADOLPHE YOU ARE THE BABIEST!!!!! yves just clings that much more onto adolphe, clutching onto him and nuzzling into the side of his head for every single display of affection he can think to offer. ]
I know, I know.... I wish it's something I could take away from you in an instant, with a snap of my fingers. But since it's not, I'll stay with you. For as long as it takes.
[ to let go of these fears, to start really believing. yves presses a kiss to adolphe's hair automatically, even as he gives him a little squeeze ]
So... eventually. Eventually you'll believe me when I say that I feel like my life falls apart without you. And that after all these weeks, I made plenty of friends, but I still missed you every second. You're irreplaceable to me, Adolphe. I'm so happy I met you, and I'm so devastated every time we're apart.
because he doesn't think that adolphe is in love with him there's just so much going on that's so stupid it's the funniest thing in the world.
but the little grumble pulls a smile out of yves even as he just continues to keep adolphe as close as possible. at least it's clear enough to hear in his voice ]
Then the rest will come in time.
[ and now it's his turn to be the assured and confident one ]
It was the reflection nonsense along with assimilating emotions. It was hard to feel like myself, or if anything was really mine... what I felt was disorienting. I hated it. Nothing felt like mine.
[ this is quite literally how a normal man can become an ankou
but yves just nuzzles affectionately into adolphe's hair even though he just said he killed a man and injured multiple of their friends. sometimes you have a psychotic break, babygirl. sometimes that happens ]
Mm.... It can be hard to stay grounded, when you're always getting swept up in others' feelings and memories. Having both sounds like a nightmare.
But... you're you. You're Adolphe, and you're here now. With me.
[ you know i said it jokingly in my last tag and i never really understood the trend of calling grown men babygirl until
now
i understand it right now
yves will just give adolphe a squeeze then, as if that'll help cement him in the moment ]
... me, too. I wanted to be with you, too. The whole time.
[ and that's his selfish little admission. he survived all those weeks because he was trying so hard to be reasonable, but more than once he entertained the idea of leaving it all behind just so adolphe wouldn't have to be alone ]
Yves really makes him feel wanted. It's the best feeling, but at the same time, he's a little scared to get used to it. It's a revelation that he's had ever since he came to heaven. He gets complacent, and look what happened. He took Yves's sincerity for granted. He was disappointed and remembered why he hated people so much.
He doesn't say anything, but just rests against Yves. ]
[ DID HAWKE JUST REMIND ADOLPHE HOW MUCH HE HATES PEOPLE? WHO DID THIS TO MY ADOLPHE
but yves will just accept his weight willingly, settling for running his fingers through adolphe's hair while he settles. after a few minutes in silence, he'll just gently press his nose into adolphe's cheek ]
[ Adolphe thinks back to when Yves told him that Bourreau killed Ceres and he knew who Bourreau was from the beginning of heaven, so like. Adolphe doesn't think Lucas had to have been afflicted, but... you know.
[ HELP he actually doesn't.... surprisingly.......... like yeah what the fuck you killed Ceres but also, that wasn't his. Ceres.
He's just like this it's fine this is the only distinction that he'll make apart from dissociating so fucking bad but i also wanted normal cr with lucas ]
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It's not like I... want to...
[ His voice trails off, but he still stays in the moment. Man. He's so tired already. But He needs him. He wants him. He loves him. Adolpbe shakily breathes out, still burying his face into his shoulder. ]
... I want to believe you. I really do. If it's you, I want to believe that I will. Eventually.
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I know, I know.... I wish it's something I could take away from you in an instant, with a snap of my fingers. But since it's not, I'll stay with you. For as long as it takes.
[ to let go of these fears, to start really believing. yves presses a kiss to adolphe's hair automatically, even as he gives him a little squeeze ]
So... eventually. Eventually you'll believe me when I say that I feel like my life falls apart without you. And that after all these weeks, I made plenty of friends, but I still missed you every second. You're irreplaceable to me, Adolphe. I'm so happy I met you, and I'm so devastated every time we're apart.
That's how much you mean to me.
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Adolphe is so confused. Yves says all that, but he always roots for someone else to be by his side. He doesn't understand.... ]
... I do believe you about that, at least.
[ He grumbles ]
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yes he does do that
because he doesn't think that adolphe is in love with him there's just so much going on that's so stupid it's the funniest thing in the world.
but the little grumble pulls a smile out of yves even as he just continues to keep adolphe as close as possible. at least it's clear enough to hear in his voice ]
Then the rest will come in time.
[ and now it's his turn to be the assured and confident one ]
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... Mm. Alright.
[ He closes his eyes and rest a little against Yves. ]
I'm just... really tired of the things that keep happening here. I lost it last week and killed Hawke.
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Ah... He did send me a letter about you having a temper...
[ he
really did not have context ]
What happened...?
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[ Yeah. That's about it. ]
I hurt several people in the process because they tried to calm me down too.
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Last week must've been overwhelming...
I'm sorry it felt like so much... I'm sorry I was so far.
[ he's not sure if he could've helped entirely but yves at least has absolutely no concerns about facing adolphe head on in a fight ]
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It was the reflection nonsense along with assimilating emotions. It was hard to feel like myself, or if anything was really mine... what I felt was disorienting. I hated it. Nothing felt like mine.
[ He had an existential crisis. Sucks. ]
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but yves just nuzzles affectionately into adolphe's hair even though he just said he killed a man and injured multiple of their friends. sometimes you have a psychotic break, babygirl. sometimes that happens ]
Mm.... It can be hard to stay grounded, when you're always getting swept up in others' feelings and memories. Having both sounds like a nightmare.
But... you're you. You're Adolphe, and you're here now. With me.
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[ He still buries his face into his shoulder. ]
I'm here, with you. ... and I'm glad.
[ He doesn't like how he had to die to get here, but he can't deny the relief he feels when Yves is right here with him. ]
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now
i understand it right now
yves will just give adolphe a squeeze then, as if that'll help cement him in the moment ]
... me, too. I wanted to be with you, too. The whole time.
[ and that's his selfish little admission. he survived all those weeks because he was trying so hard to be reasonable, but more than once he entertained the idea of leaving it all behind just so adolphe wouldn't have to be alone ]
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Yves really makes him feel wanted. It's the best feeling, but at the same time, he's a little scared to get used to it. It's a revelation that he's had ever since he came to heaven. He gets complacent, and look what happened. He took Yves's sincerity for granted. He was disappointed and remembered why he hated people so much.
He doesn't say anything, but just rests against Yves. ]
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but yves will just accept his weight willingly, settling for running his fingers through adolphe's hair while he settles. after a few minutes in silence, he'll just gently press his nose into adolphe's cheek ]
... okay?
[ he still
has to tell adolphe who killed him ]
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Mm.
[ Yeah. It's okay.
Telling him that Lucas killed him would be like. The best answer out of anything, honestly. ]
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yves just gives adolphe a little squeeze then.... ]
I think I'm ready to talk about what happened on Thursday... if you're okay to hear it.
[ if adolphe can't even... look at his body he will be delicate about what he remembers though ]
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... Yeah. I'm fine now.
[ Let him have his back straight for this. ]
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but he'll let go then! sort of! he takes adolphe's hand but that's for himself.... ]
... it was Monsieur Lucas. I think he wasn't in his right mind.... but I couldn't use my apple to try to dispel the affliction in time.
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[ damn, man. He really went "go big or go home" on everyone. ]
... No wonder it was three people.
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[ LUCAS LOVES YVES SO MUCH
AS EVERYONE HAS SEEN NOW ]
I wasn't able to hold him off or heal him....
[ he's admittedly not as horribly torn up about this because. that's. that's bourreau. and yves is reasonable. ]
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He won't say that though. ]
... I can tell you tried your best.
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... I did... I set a trap and everything...
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He's just like this it's fine this is the only distinction that he'll make apart from dissociating so fucking bad but i also wanted normal cr with lucas ]
Did he fall for it?
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Yeah! He slipped and slid down into the ball pit on fire.
[ sounding pleased
does not mention lucas ripped off his hand before this so yves also had to go to the ballpit on fire anyway ]
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So that's what... the slick thing was for?
[ He only overheard it briefly. ]
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