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body heat / fluff / insomnia / rain / realistic college au / reunion / soulmates / stargazing

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[226sluttyyears]

Yes, but do you believe in them? I think something so innate, to transcend death and into spirits like we are now, must be of grievous and great importance. Every single piece I composed... was dedicated to that notion. As well as the pain for those who must follow the rules of society and ignore it. As a people united, we had a destiny. We rejected it for politics and power, a room to sleep in, someone to keep as a listening ear.

Why, you could call my entire audiences 'soulmates' with my music if you thought of it that way. [ Ha ha... ha... ]

[ This is sad. He cannot burden his lady with this truth, but the chance that they'll be summoned together again must be so low. This was an obscurity, a rarity in which he found her once and the same person found them both again. If he was to understand the Holy Grail War and its mechanics, the two of them would be enemies once they disappear from this plane and are ever summoned out of the many heroic spirits again. This is too painful. He wasted one lifetime trapped without purpose but his music, which was a mere way of communicating to the world his feelings--

He slides up his sleeve and there her name is, on his dominant arm 'Maria Antonia Josepha Johanna' is scrolled across in elegant scripture. ]

Our time might be short, and our future crossroads unknown, but I wanted to show you.... that I am a filthy liar, as foul as they come, and I was until the bitter end.

[guilloqueen]

Oh, my dearest Amadeus...

[when he begins to roll up his sleeve, she brings a mouth to her hand to stifle her gasp. there had been countless cases over the centuries where one's supposed soulmate's name had graced some part of their body, only to find that person had another person's entirely.

though she had adopted the french version of her name at fourteen, as soon as she'd moved to versailles, there is her original name, clearly written on his arm.

the legends are true.

for she removes the glove from the hand that had covered her mouth, to show that "wolfgang amadeus mozart" is inked onto her arm. (at least. she's pretty sure it says that. if she squints.)

and she begins to tear up.]

[226sluttyyears]

Do not cry, sweet Maria. There was nothing we could do.

[ He stands up and walks several gentle steps over, and embraces her in a modest hug. ]

We were born in the wrong time for it. As genuine and innocent as finding your soulmate as a child may be, you were still a chip in your mother's hand, and I was a prodigy to be chained to my art. So I used that art to reach you as you got older, as my compositions made it to France and were played by other pianists. I secretly hoped you would hear one of them and hear my voice.

[ He trails off, a little weakly... ] But that wouldn't have changed anything. It would be the most dangerous heist in the world to steal the Queen of France, and a rude one to steal her from her people.

[ The people that killed her, when she was merely painted and dressed to act a certain way, to fall to the scorn of the court and the vices to assuage them, to fill her head with their frilly, numerous rules until they knocked it out of her head quite literally. In his eyes, Maria was a victim of circumstance and birth. Her disabled sister Maria Anna had more freedom than her-- the pain she had suffered near-death before making a miraculous recovery allowed her to do many things that Maria Theresa could not use as pawn.

[guilloqueen]

[he tells her not to cry, but then he comes over and hugs her, and she can't help but cry openly into his coat as she tightly wraps her arms around him. they aren't tears of sadness, though, but of joy—because, seeing how intensely important love is to marie's entire being, finally being able to acknowledge her soulmate is more than she could ever ask for.]

I wish... I wish I had realized! Perhaps it's because I'd already promised to be devoted to dear Louis, and enough rumors started going on about my supposed infidelity, that I didn't think to listen any closer to your music... stupid, stupid Amadeus!

[almost childishly, she balls up her fist and lightly punches his arm, but there is no power behind her strikes. in fact, after a few nudges, she lets her arm fall to her side and she starts laughing.]