fic: the death of lovers.

[corleones]

the death of lovers
a song of ice and fire. cersei; cersei/jaime. r. 1800 words. their sighs are as matched as their bodies; it is difficult to tell where one of them will end and the other begin. notes; spoilers for the series.

Comments

[martyr4mylove4u]

The last section was like a knife to the heart. I'm crying, S. You know I don't like to do that.

This is... there are no words. Well, there are, but you've written them all.

[corleones]

That is the best of all compliments, Iva. Thank you.

(Also, I feel the overwhelming urge to fill up more spaces with Who icons. I will probably just steal yours.)

[martyr4mylove4u]

THE LAST SECTION. Still haunting me.

(I do have a lovely variety of them.)

[kindness_says]

OH THE TWINS. =\

<3

kind of.

[marketchippie]

With him, she is only herself; with him, they are only extensions of each other.

Fucking hell, S. This is honest-to-god perfection.

There is no space in either of their hearts for one of them to survive the other.

Excuse me. I'm choking on something that might be my soul.

(I love that you love her, that you get her. Making you read these books will never not be one of the best things I've done-my heart is so overly invested in these two it's actually criminal, so, you know, you're sort of crucial to my health and sanity on the daily.)

[corleones]

Thank you, ugh, I'm so glad you liked it. These two just tear apart my heart on a regular basis and while I love them equally, Cersei breaks me so, so easily and I just want to unravel her entirely and YET NOT.

(I would not have kept going if it weren't for these two; I have affection for other characters but nothing close to the devotion that would keep me getting through these massive books if it weren't for them; WE WERE MADE TO STAN THIS SHIP, ISABEL. PROOF: ALL OF OUR ASSUMPTIONS ABOUT THEM BECAME FACT.)

[marketchippie]

MTE. And let me just say: the fact that all our past thoughts were promptly validated in-text gives me a lot of hope about the ending. Because in my head it's perfect and that means it's going to be perfect, yeah?

(I need to never talk about these books to anyone who isn't close to me; the fandom literally brings me just shy of rage/panic attacks on the daily. It is not healthy, how intensely I feel.)

[corleones]

YES. This ship; the only thing I need Martin to get consistently right. I am somewhat separate from most the fandom anyway given that they all sort of worship GRRM and I'm just sort lol, Martin, you're doing good (DO BETTER).

But... yeah. Really. The Cersei hate. The. Cersei. Hate.

Especially from people who hate the twins, lets not pretend I understand at all.

[crawley]

Their sighs are as matched as their bodies. It is difficult to tell where one of them will end and the other begin.

With him, she is only herself; with him, they are only extensions of each other.

There is no space in either of their hearts for one of them to survive the other.

Holy shit, this is absolute brilliance. Your language is so vivid and lush and there's just so much depth in how you put everything - what isn't said is just as important as what you did say, and it's beautiful.

[ishi_chan]

I usually don't like Cersei or Cersei/Jaime but you've mapped her out so wonderfully I can't help loving this fic anyway.

One thing puzzled me a little though: “I was telling Viserys how I worry for your health.”
Viserys?