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I have loved you for a thousand years...
![]() I have loved you for a thousand years... Some say that if a pair of lovers die together in tragedy, they will get another chance when they are reborn. Even if the two of you keep losing each other, you'll get to meet again. This meme is that meeting. For the first time? For the hundredth time? That much isn't clear. What is clear is that on this, your seeming first meeting - Everything rushes back to you. Memories, emotion, and all the comes with it...including the memory of how you two died. Overwhelming, isn't it? Some people find it hard to accept, for good reason. What will you do? You can't just bring it up, they'll think you're crazy! Maybe you don't want to bring it up, as you refuse to believe it yourself. And even if you do believe it, that doesn't mean you have to embrace it. You're your own person, after all. You refuse to love someone merely because of who you were in the past. Or maybe you can't help but let these feelings rise to the surface because they're too strong. No matter what, you can't repress it. In fact, the more you two meet and spend time together, the more you find yourself falling back into the old roles...and making the old mistakes. That isn't good, though; there's one more thing. One of you, when you first met, had a vision about how the two of you would die this time. You can't let that happen. Not again.
...I'll love you for a thousand more. |
Felicity Smoak|Arrow|OTA
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Being Lucifer's vessel had been strange. Not because someone else had been in control of his body, that had sucked, but for how much Lucifer had felt things. And having that rage turned on him in Hell had been even worse. But behind all the rage and the anger had been something else. Something familiar....being a angel had felt familiar. He'd thought about discussing his feelings with Dean then decided against that because his brother had had enough to deal with cleaning up Sam's soulless mess.
So Sam had left, not for good, just for some time to figure out what was going on inside his head and to destress for a bit. He took a jon as an IT tech in a place called Starling City and hoped to keep his head down long enough to settle down.