Hi, I don't know if you're still accepting three sentence requests but Valewis and "it's always been you"... I'm so emotional about them rn
“For how long?”
Valtteri’s chest feels like it’s caving in and he presses a fist into his stomach.
Lewis shrugs, not looking at him as he unties the laces of his shoes. “I don’t know, man. Maybe, like, 2019?” He pauses, face scrunching. “Definitely before 2020 anyway.”
“Right. Okay, okay, okay.” He needs to sit down. He does. The room still seems to be spinning.
“Hey,” Lewis is saying, voice low and soft, and he’s looking at Valtteri now, one shoe off and one shoe on. “Are you alright?”
Valtteri swallows, hands flat on his legs, fingers digging into his race suit. “Yeah, yeah, uh, no? No, um, I just, this is all a bit of a shock?”
“Oh.” Lewis squints at him. “You mean you really didn’t know?”
“No!” Valtteri tries to breathe. “No,” he tries again, tasting each word. “No, I didn’t know you have been in love with me for years.”
“Oh,” Lewis says again, frowning. “Are you, uh, are you sure? ‘Cause, like, everyone knows? So i guess I just figured you did too and we just weren’t talking about it ‘cause we both knew and it wasn’t a thing ‘cause you knew that I knew that you didn’t love me back and it was all cool.”
Valtteri blinks. “I — you knew — what.”
Lewis exhales shakily, starting to look a little wide eyed, starting to look like how Valtteri feels. “Hey, I, uh, I really thought you knew, man. I swear to god I wasn’t lying to you, or, or, keeping secrets, or —“ His palms are spread, arms open.
Valtteri can’t think. That you didn’t love me back. What the fuck.
“It’s just,” Lewis is still going. “It’s just always been you, you know? And, like, I know I’m not very subtle and everyone knew so I — how did you not know?”
“I don’t know,” Valtteri says, sounding very far away. “The same way you didn’t know I loved you back, I guess.”
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monday, august 7
day 1: practicing together (@benthan-week-forever)
They found themselves in a small gym, surrounded by punching bags and the sound of gloves hitting the leather.
Ethan, known for his exceptional physical prowess, was helping Benji put on his boxing gloves. He carefully adjusted the straps, making sure they were snug but not too tight. As he did so, he took the opportunity to explain the importance of gloves in boxing.
"Benji, gloves are not just for protection," the older began, his voice calm and reassuring. "They serve a crucial purpose in this sport. They not only shield your hands from injury but also provide cushioning for your opponent."
Benji listened intently, his eyes focused on Ethan's face as he tightened the straps. He could feel the weight of the gloves, a reminder of the responsibility that came with them.
Ethan continued, "When you throw a punch, the gloves distribute the force across a larger surface area, reducing the impact on your opponent. It's about control, precision, and minimizing harm."
The blonde nodded, absorbing every word. He admired his partner's expertise and dedication to his craft.
As they began their warm-up exercises, Ethan demonstrated various boxing techniques, explaining the proper form and footwork.
Throughout their training session, the brunette emphasized the importance of discipline and respect in boxing. He reminded Benji that the sport was not about violence but about skill, strategy, and self-control.
As the session progressed, they exchanged punches - their movements became fluid and synchronized. They pushed each other to their limits, testing their endurance and honing their skills.
Despite the intensity, there was an unspoken bond between them, a mutual trust and understanding.
In that small gym, Ethan and Benji not only practiced boxing but also strengthened their bond as teammates, friends, partners and lovers.
As the session came to an end, Ethan removed Benji's gloves with the same care and precision he had put them on. He looked at him, a smile of satisfaction on his face.
"Great job, Benji."
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💎💎💎for agria and zrise maybe?
For a brief moment you see a ghost of a smile on Zrise’s face, before he catches himself and he rolls his eyes, “Spitfire. There’s a reason I call her that.” He sighs displeased to be answering, “She’s hard to describe. Both charming and incredibly annoying. It sounds contradictory but it’s not.” Ending the sentence flat and matter of factly. Almost in defiance of the question.
He waits a beat before continuing glancing off to the left. Attempting to sound as indifferent as possible, “We have some things in common. I guess...” He covers the beginning of a laugh with a cough, “She’s irritatingly stubborn.”
Zrise fidgets scratching the back of of his head. As if admitting this part hurts his pride, “If there’s anyone who can both drive me completely insane and challenge me to do better… it’d be Agria.”
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HUH.
i guess i should have been tipped off in the very first episode, when sally questioned the assumption that medusa is a monster. that they were gonna tie medusa more thematically to sally
but they made smelly gabe both more fun to watch and less shitty, (which do not necessarily go hand in hand), and it really made me think they werent gonna have sally kill him. but they are Playing Up the parallels between sally and medusa *hard* (which honestly... the parallels always existed and it astonishes me that i never noticed before. huge props to whoever decided to make it so much more concrete) which makes very little sense unless sally DOES kill smelly gabe.
maybe theyre gonna have sally do something else, but either way its Gonna involve medusa and Hopefully it involves murder and i am Intrigued
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