He says: we’re sitting quackbeasts, tz. You say: I know! I know, I know. You do.
Veil to Green Sun is fathomless miles, a hungry distance. So you say: that’s a long way, Captor, maybe we should all get out and push! and he makes a snaggletoothed sound all pshhh, dismissive slush. Please. (Pleash.) Who do you think I am?
Well, you think he is Sollux Captor who smells like bones and mustard, Sollux swaying on his feet with more sweat than blood. You breathe in bright raspberries and let them settle at the back of your tongue, see them haloed round the mushy socket of each eye: the lingering scent of salt and Feferi. He smells so tired you want to burst with yawns. He smells so tired that from every pore rises the yeast-sleep stink of exhaustion.
We need to get the whole way there, Mr. Plumberry Icing, you say, it’s not worth it if —
You’ll get there, he interrupts. He is very calm! That is the worst part. There is not one spark of fear or pain, not one whiff of resistance. He is not afraid. It would be easier if he was afraid. Sit back, amateurs.
BL4CK HOL3, green 2un @AO3
by urbanAnchorite, illustrated by me!
Oh god, I can’t believe that I haven’t reblogged this already?? I actually have to tell a story to go with it.
The first thing that I should probably say is that I am REALLY invested in Sollux and Terezi’s friendship. A lot. To the point where I pretty much ship Sollux♦Terezi.
The second thing that I should say is that for some inexplicable reason, the song Possibility by Lykke Li reads as a moirallegiance song to me. (Okay the explanation is that I was listening to it during the Shoosh-Pap updates and it made me have feelings about how Karkat♦Kanaya had been sunk. Also it was apparently used on the soundtrack for a Twilight movie, which… Karkat♦Kanaya… okay, I’m getting off track. XP)
The point is that because I am incapable of making good decisions, I was listening to “Possibility” when reading this fic.
> Tell me when you hear my heart stop / you’re the only one that knows.
… oh my god?!? ;_____;
Ahjasdgasg, I just have a lot of feelings about Sollux Captor, and Terezi Pyrope, and their friendship, and urbanAnchorite gets all three PERFECTLY here. Also, the illustrations are top-notch and the whole thing is very moving and basically made me cry a bunch. So, if you care at all about Sollux Captor, or how Terezi Pyrope sees Sollux Captor, or even if you don’t, I definitely recommend you read this fic. It is poetic, it is perfect, it made me sob uncontrollably. It is the post-EOA5 Sollux fic.
And I don’t know why every goodfic in the fandom that places importance on Sollux and Terezi’s relationship seems determined to leave me inconsolable (looking at you, Strider’s Edge >:’( ), but since this seems to be the case, I’ll just have to swallow my tears and be grateful that such perfect, heartbreaking things as stories like this exist. <33