Prompt: Any Fandom | Any Characters/Pairings |“I love you and I know you don’t think so, but you deserve to be loved.” Word Count: 7974 Author/Team: Maria Title: but tell me, did you sail across the sun? did you make it to the milky way, to see the lights all faded, and that heaven is overrated? (and tell me, did you fall from a shooting star? and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?) Fandom/Original: British Royalty RPF Rating: Mature Triggers: mentions (non graphic) of past self harm Summary: “I understand that we couldn’t prove it,” he said. “I hate this. I hate what she did to you. She ruined your life because, why, she couldn’t stand the fact that my brother was likely to be paralysed from the waist down for the rest of his life? Was that so awful that it was worth causing him to overdose?”
“I’m fine,” she lied. “She didn’t do anything to ruin my life. I was already fucked up before it happened, and to say that I wasn’t...that would be a lie.” She shook her head. “Face it, Andrew, you married someone who disgraces the crown with her every move.”
“You don’t disgrace the crown with your every move,” he said. “People love you, Sarah, they adore you. They think that you’re the face of the modern monarchy.” He squeezed her hand. “No one cares about me or what I might have to say for myself. They’re focussed on you and our daughters.” ConCrit: Comments welcome Link to Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34650103/chapters/87636301
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Word Count: 7974
Author/Team: Maria
Title: but tell me, did you sail across the sun? did you make it to the milky way, to see the lights all faded, and that heaven is overrated? (and tell me, did you fall from a shooting star? and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?)
Fandom/Original: British Royalty RPF
Rating: Mature
Triggers: mentions (non graphic) of past self harm
Summary: “I understand that we couldn’t prove it,” he said. “I hate this. I hate what she did to you. She ruined your life because, why, she couldn’t stand the fact that my brother was likely to be paralysed from the waist down for the rest of his life? Was that so awful that it was worth causing him to overdose?”
“I’m fine,” she lied. “She didn’t do anything to ruin my life. I was already fucked up before it happened, and to say that I wasn’t...that would be a lie.” She shook her head. “Face it, Andrew, you married someone who disgraces the crown with her every move.”
“You don’t disgrace the crown with your every move,” he said. “People love you, Sarah, they adore you. They think that you’re the face of the modern monarchy.” He squeezed her hand. “No one cares about me or what I might have to say for myself. They’re focussed on you and our daughters.”
ConCrit: Comments welcome
Link to Fill: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34650103/chapters/87636301