could you imagine if you were in love like in love love so flushed the world felt like it would crumble if you were apart from them and through unexpected circumstances you die and your matesprit is so destroyed by losing you they spend sweeps trying to perfect a perfect copy in the form of a robot or ai and time and time again it just isnt right so they kill you or at least an iteration of you over and over with their own hands as they rework code or rebuild structures to try and find the same warmth and devotion they held towards you trying to fill the void with a mechanical creation made in your image sinking deeper and deeper into their obsessive sickness missing your kiss your touch your laugh the unending desire to return you to them completely destroying them from the inside out because even this impossible goal of recreating you at least keeps you fresh enough in their mind where they can make out your face as they try to fall asleep when the work is over each day (tags: Reader/Matesprit, im not really sure, #nsfw, #violence, hurt no comfort, #rankbait, flushfic, major character death, yearning, robotics, archive rating: T)
im not sure
ok this is my shit
I love my quaXmate trifolX to this extent. \
thats really sad :( hope this never happens to me
ISN'T THIS LITERALLY JUST THE PLOT OF PUELLA MAGI KAZUMI MAGICA.
Interesting.
I KNEW A GUY LIKE THIS ACTUALLY. THAT'S SUCH A FUCKED UP STATEMENT THAT I KNEW SOMEONE WHO I CAN IMAGINE DOING EXACTLY THIS KIND OF NONSENSE. YOU SEEM TO GRAVITATE A LOT TO THE EXTREMES OF EMOTION IN YOUR WRITING AND IT'S HONESTLY REALLY INSPIRED TO SEE SOMEONE AS ENTHRALLED WITH THE QUADRANT SYSTEM AS I AM SO KUDOS FOR THAT.
...this one hits really close to the pusher... kudos 🩵