𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎.
because it's easy to fall in love when you're comfortable
, when you're wrapped up in her
strong, strong arms. when it's mary-sue laying atop isabel, a beating heart a strong vibration under their ear, the top of isabel's breast just grazing their cheek. somewhere outside, the streets of Phoenix are buzzing with life, laughter, cars rushing by. the Arizona heat trying to filter into the airconditioned apartment. all things that are so terribly comfortable
. it's so easy to fall in love with everything you absolutely know, including the way isabel smiles when she wakes up knowing mary-sue is right there. that lopsided, innocent grin
it's a little piece of heaven &
you don't even have to be religious to fall in love with heaven.
the thought always peaks in those moments: we should get married
. neither of them ever say anything in those moments, it's too comfortable to even try shifting the aura of the moment. no, that's not when you TRULY
fall in love.𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 + 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜,
when mary-sue knows in these moments of the world trembling with fear that somewhere tomorrow, even through sorrow + fear, that they'll get their comfortable moments with isabel. you fall in love when you can still look at a person &
the world falls away. even as the world crumbles between you, you're still going to reach out
all of this was never supposed to be of reality, but either was mary-sue's power. they were just supposed to be this kind baker, working under this sweet little old lady. then every now &
again, they'd go out to stop some creep hitting on a woman who wants to be left out, or they'd stop a local robbery. HEROISM IS EXCEPTIONAL
. but they met this tall adonis who can't die
. if that's possible, anything is really. so that's why mary-sue, even with their whole entire body absolutely aching, is crawling to their knees.
they give out this grunt, palms bloodied, bits of cement + rock in them, get to their feet. hazel eyes quickly scan the whole entire area before they find isabel, standing strong in the face of this monstrous creature that's resembling an age old tale of a griffin. nobody knows where it came from, but it's there -- just like everything else that's possible. every little wild thing.
a woman who can see timelines.
a woman who can't die.
a man who can manipulate emotions.
a sister who has super speed.
the creature is barrelling so fast forward. mary-sue's aching body limps towards isabel. one hand wraps around the back of the taller woman's shirt, before their whole arm wraps around isabel's waist. that's actually more for herself. a breath in, scanning timelines like she's a goddamn pricing gun before that nuclear apocalyptic timeline pops up again. their hand raises. the world around them buzzes. a tank of all things appears.right in the middle of firing at whatever horrific war is going on in that timeline.
the creature practically explodes. mary-sue's hands falls, then her forehead rests againsts isabel's back. the tank disappears from this timeline." lets get married in vegas, "
mary-sue simply whispers. because it's best to fall in love when you're tired &
you know you can handle anything together.