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2026-04-15
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Dear Two Time,

Summary:

Many letters start with something formal. Greetings. Salutations. For Azure, he’d always written things starting with Dear. But this wasn’t formal. He’d never been formal, not with them, not when they were together. So he starts it with the way he greeted them every day.

Hello dear.

or: Swap AU Azure writes a letter that will never be delivered.

or or: Azure’s complicated feelings on their relationship with Two Time.

Notes:

Hi um. I wrote this in like 30 minutes after an idea hit me I haven't wrote in a month and I knew I needed to strike while the iron was hot. It's 3 in the morning. Don't be like me. Please sleep.

Does anyone like azuretime slop I have azuretime slop...

Uhhhh okay so. Notes about my personal swap au that are relevant:

- azure is still stabbed by two time
- rather than being angry though he's just kinda depressed
- two time believes they're cleansing the survivors of their sins when they kill them... enby you ARE the sin!!/j

Uhh okay I think thats all I just want to throw my slop out. Lmao enjoy.

Usual tumblr plug @shinydrakeon15 (although i have been considering making a forsaken dedicated sideblog and posting au slop and just general forsaken slop there. would anyone like that.)

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Hello dear.

It’s been a while since we have been able to talk, face to face, without you needing to chase me down. I doubt the… thing keeping us here would allow us to meet outside of these ‘games’. I know how you feel about me. You’ve made it exceedingly clear. You still believe things are the same between us.

I want to tell you that they cannot be. They can’t ever be the same after what you’ve done. And yet. I don’t know the words for how I feel about it. There is a part of me that yearns. That clings to those memories of sneaking out and hiding among the flowers, and getting caught only to laugh about it. There is a part of me that yearns for when we first shared ‘I love you’s and when we’d kiss only when the elders weren’t watching.

But whenever I think back on those times they’re just… dulled. After what you’ve done, after you stabbed me in the heart- both physically and literally- everything has felt more dull. Any memories we shared, I can tell there’s joy but… I can hardly remember what joy feels like. I know I want joy. But joy is not with you. Not while we’re like this. Not while you’re like that. Not while we’re here.

I’m not saying that we can never fix things. But you are foolish for believing that things haven't changed at all. Foolish for not even looking at yourself and seeing the bloodshed that has stained your once obsessively clean robes. Foolish for not understanding how I possibly felt at that moment. Knowing you valued the teachings more than what we had. Knowing that you valued a second life more than me. More than us.

Now I am not even sure if the teachings were the truth, after what I have learned from the others here. Now I wonder what could’ve been if we had stuck to what we had rather than…

It’s a bad train of thought to go down. I know this will end me nowhere. It will end both of us nowhere.

We are here. We are in hell. And reluctantly, there is still a part of me that loves you. But we cannot be together like this. Not in the way you want to be, not now. Perhaps in the future. But for now, I hope you can find peace with what you’ve become without me.

- Azure