Dubcon but it's me bringing you back from the dead
He lifted my hand and tenderly kissed the sword-calloused palm of it, and then held it in both of his. It was a farewell, and I knew it, and knew I could do nothing to stop it. I sat still, feeling as if I grew hollow and cold, as if Nighteyes were dying all over again. I was losing him. He was withdrawing from my life and I felt as though I were bleeding to death, my life trickling out of me. (Fool's Fate Ch. 34)
Fitz and the Fool.
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you know what i like to think about …………. the reincarnation thing……..
i kinda headcanon that the fool desperately wishes to Know and to Remember something from those other lives that he’s only glimpsed in the clearing in assassin’s quest, but no matter how hard he tries he can’t and considering how integral the whole prophet thing and Previously Walked Roads is to him, he’s sad about it …
now fitz on the other hand is perfectly fine not knowing, thank you very much….. he knows it’s important to the fool, and sometimes he too gets caught up in it all, but mostly he just wants to live his life and not think too much about destinies and prophecies and Foretelling, because it makes him uncomfortable..
however, sometimes it just comes to him. it is not often, years or even decades will pass between the moments, but sometimes the fool will say something or quirk his smile at him in a certain way and he will see someone else in his place, just as enigmatic and just as White, and the first times he tries telling himself that he’s just tired, or overthinking it.. but he can’t deny the fact that he remembers, remembers how he felt in exactly that moment hundreds of years ago when he was someone else and the woman with the rooster crown told him about their joined paths, remembers the details of the day down to the dim lightning of the room and the smells from the busy streets outside..
he doesn’t really talk to the fool about it, but one of the first times they kiss, he carefully sweeps the fool’s hair to the side and gathers it in his hands to kiss a spot right under his ear and the fool asks ”how did you -” because no one has ever kissed him just there and fitz just says ”i remember…”
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the prophet and his catalyst



