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perenlop · 1 year
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ended up just watching analysis vids on petscop instead of watching the whole series bc i got bored and the implication that paul the player and care the character are the same person and care turns into an egg when she gets saved.
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astonmartinii · 1 year
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Hello! Would you be comfortable to write sth about Seb? x reader? :)
racing royalty | sebastian vettel instagram au
pairing: red bull!seb x motogp!reader
[for timeline purposes, seb never leaves red bull, but other than that most of the grid is the same as it is]
anti-social media man seb mysteriously joins social media and all hell breaks lose
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yourusername: vamos argentina 🇦🇷
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user34 let's goooooo y/n
user12 sometimes mother is a woman who drives a motorbike super fast
redbullracing i think the kids say slay
yourusername you're doing great admin
user67 i need her to win another championship NOW
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sebastianvettel: the media team said that i should try this whole social media thing out
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user446 HOLY SHIT SEB IS HERE
user76 does this mean i should delete all my thirst edits
yourusername welcome seb 🐝
user23 ^^^ parents interacting WHAT
redbullracing HE'S HERE EVERYONE STAY CALM
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redbullracing: all red bull top step in f1 and motogp this weekend !! congrats sebastian and y/n
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user44 red bull are killing it (unfortunately)
sebastianvettel unbelievable race y/n !!!
yourusername right back at you starboy
user11 are they ... flirting ???
user35 seb did say he only got instagram to comment on his gf's posts ....
maxverstappen1 my goats 🐐
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yourusername: snoozing in the barcelona sun
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marcmarquez93 so this is what you did at my house
yourusername yes thanks for letting me stay
marcmarquez93 cheaper than an actual housesitter
sebastianvettel sunkissed
user15 someone teach this old man how instagram comments work
user66 WAIT SEB COMMENTED... THE MATH IS MATHING
user45 seb commenting ... said he got insta to follow + comment on his gf's posts ... next gp is in barcelona ....
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sebastianvettel: starting from pole tomorrow ready for you barcelona 🇪🇸
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user10 let's go seb
yourusername never in doubt star boy 🌟
user30 hmmmmmmmmm what's going on ^^
user49 do we think y/n is going to come to the race?
user21 omg i hope so
redbullracing quali king
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redbullracing: special guest in the garage this weekend, motogp queen y/n y/ln joins us in barcelona 🇪🇸
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user33 god i love her so much
user55 doctor help my parasocial relationship is too much
sebastianvettel good luck charm 🍀
yourusername you don't need my luck star boy 🌟
user8 THEY HAVE TO BE TOGETHER THIS IS SO CUTE I CAN'T
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f1: when f1 and motogp collide - y/n y/ln was in the red bull garage this weekend cheering on close friends sebastian vettel and max verstappen
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maxverstappen1 finally someone acknowledged that she's my friend too
sebastianvettel sorry buddy probably cause she likes me more
maxverstappen1 @yourusername you gonna let him bully me like this?
yourusername sorry maxy but he's not wrong
user23 okay but that's basically confirmation right, RIGHT ????
charles_leclerc she visited me too :(
yourusername added to their story
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[caption: long awaited catch up]
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yourusername: vroom vroom for the last time this season, but to finish this year with my second championship is unreal + always good to share a podium with bestie marc
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marcmarquez93 fave champagne partner, though i'd prefer if i'm the one winning next time
sebastianvettel god i love watching you race, congratulations my love
yourusername i love you too
sebastianvettel i love you more
user38 WHAT WHAT WHAT
user90 no one talk to me my parents have confirmed their relationship
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sebastianvettel: looks like we need to upgrade the trophy cabinet at home
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user37 they already live together ???
yourusername i love you (you can do the diy)
sebastianvettel i love you more
user47 so... when will race of champions change their rules so they can compete together ???
maxverstappen1 congrats you two (why did you crop me out of all of the photos)
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charles_leclerc: happy anniversary to my racing parents, thanks for letting me chill at your farm, making me my birthday party and teaching me how to ride a motorbike ❤️
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yourusername awwww sharl, no worries, you're our favourite disaster child
maxverstappen1 take that back right now
yourusername okay charles is seb's favourite, you're mine maxy
maxverstappen1 thank you
sebastianvettel thank you charles xx
user13 obsessed over y/n and seb having grid children who love them so much they make anniversary posts and argue in the comments
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yourusername: happy five year anniversary baby - i love you so much i can't even put it into words, here's to many more xx
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user45 FIVE YEARS WHAT
maxverstappen1 can i have a prize for keeping this a secret so long
charles_leclerc me too
sebastianvettel no?
redbullracing best kept secret in motorsport - happy anniversary guys xx
sebastianvettel can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you baby
note: i love seb so much so so happy to write about him! i've nearly finished all my requests so feel free to send some more in xx
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cialovesklopp · 8 months
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𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑 -> 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆?
𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — after the release of her latest album, amara imani has everyone questioning who she declared her love to
𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 — @aechii @locedes @lorarri
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If you haven’t listened to amara imani’s newest album, “mon amour” yet, then truly … WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN DOING?
the so-called princess of pop and r&b came back nearly two years after her career and image took a major hit and released a whole new album, with more to come, to declare her undying love to her new beau.
even though the album is only a few days old, it has already climbed the charts and positioned itself on the top. after beyoncé, amara imani is the second black woman to have her entire album in the top of the charts after only a few days. and in addition to that, she broke the record of most streams in one day on spotify and apple music. it seems that everybody wants to be part of her new lovestory.
the nigerian singer wrote fourteen astonishing love ballads about love and the feeling of experiencing it and even added two more (streets, best part ft. h.e.r & daniel caesar) after the successful numbers of her album.
but the question we’ve all been asking ourselves is of course: WHO IS SHE DECLARING HER LOVE TO? we are truly dying to know who the new man is who was able to make amara imani write an entire love album for. after all, we can count on our hands how many songs ex-boyfriend evan henderson had gotten during their relationship (and not all of those were about positive things).
the singer has confirmed that there is a new man present in her life with posts, where the singer is seen with a love struck expression on her face as well as talking in about him on jimmy fallon about her new relationship but has not revealed his identity yet. imani was also spotted with a new ring on her finger, which must have certainly been a present from her new boyfriend but has not been seen with him yet in public.
but even without knowing who her new beau is, we can all be assured that he loves her if he was the inspiration for mon amour. after listening to pov and lover, i’m sure we can all agree that we all want to be loved like that.
whether amara imani has planned a world tour is unsure yet, after the events of her last one but one thing is undebatable — again, amara imani has exceeded our expectation with her love ballad album. we desperately hope to hear an announcement or confirmation soon, so we can all thank the man who made amara imani write such a beautiful masterpiece.
𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑
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𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌
𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚.𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢
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amara.imani thank u so much for allowing me to place myself next to beyoncé in history. this is truly incredible and i am thanking everyone for their support, no matter where — streets and best part OUT NOW, hope you enjoy
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username when i say streets has become my new anthem, I MEAN IT
username FR CAUSE THAT SONG HAS NO RIGHT TO BE THAT GOOD
graceywood so proud of how the covers turned out, especially that second one 😏
amara.imani i’ll tell him that he did a good job
username NAH AMARA DOES NOT PLAY, SHE SERVED
username but also her with daniel caesar >>>> THAT SONG HAD ME IN MY FEELS
username i felt single the whole time because no one will probably ever love me like that
liyah_clark again another slayyyy, proud of you 🫶🏾
amara.imani did you force everyone to listen to it again?
charles_leclerc yes she did
maxverstappen1 THAT’S A LIE, liyah never forced us to listen, it’s all charles and his fangirling
danielricciardo you’re saying that as if you didn’t memorize the whole six minutes of rocket
username daniel exposing max for having exposed charles, THIS IS EVERYTHING
username the way i’m smiling because my two world are colliding
jkeey4 amazing song amara, another one of my faves
amara.imani thank you so much jules 🫶🏾
𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚.𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢
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amara.imani karma is the guy on the screen, coming straight home to me
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username MADAM 💀
graceywood who is that fine lady, is she single?
amara.imani sadly she is taken
username taylor x amara, a combo i never knew i needed
username bi panic immediately incoming
username you open this app and see your wife with another man 🥲
username not my queen with a m*n
liyah_clark wonder who that is 👀
charles_leclerc 👀
antogriezmann 👀
username PLEASE TELL US WHATS GOING ON
username YESS PLEASE WE ALL WANNA KNOW WHO IT IS
pierregasly stop acting dumb, we all know who it is
liyah_clark isn’t that top mine?
amara.imani maybe…
liyah_clark just wait till i get my hands on your pink louboutins
username amara, please come home, the kids miss you
username it’s useless, she’s already gone
k.mbappé posted in his story 2h ago
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amara.imani reacted to your story
amara.imani is that your version of a soft launch?
k.mbappé i just spent ten minutes googling what that even is
amara.imani omg i’m dating an idiot
k.mbappé a very handsome idiot
amara.imani an idiot that is about to be single
𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑
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borathae · 10 months
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↳ Index [Chapter 23 - Mitte]
• Mitte (German, middle)
Warnings: this is a Tae & Yoongs chapter, they finally talk with each other, it’s beautiful to see, so much mutual respect and healthy conversations, Yoongi also tells him a little bit about vampire history, their friendship is beautiful i wuv them
Wordcount: 8k
a/n: this is one of my fave chapters, i fucking love them
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He spent a lot of time down here. The candles have burned down by now, but he doesn’t care. The dark hasn’t bothered him since three millennia.
The floors are wet, as are parts of the walls. The sound of moving water can be heard somewhere. The stench of magic is in the air, it forces his head to pound in a terrible headache. His body is cold as well. The clothes he decided to wear aren’t suited for such rooms. Pants and a button up, both made out of fabric too thin for cold, wet cellars.
He likes heated rooms and being warm, but he is used to the cold, so he doesn’t really mind. He does care for it. He hasn’t done so always, but ever since he feels, he would rather take a warm room over a cold one.
He can’t be picky however, not when so much is at stake.
Light cuts through the darkness then. It aches in his eyes and for just a few seconds, he is blind. He blinks, adjusting to the new situation.
“What are you doing here?” he asks the person holding the oil lamp.
“I could ask you the same question. It has been hours and you are still locked up in this awful room.”
“I can’t leave yet, I have to find out how to stop him.”
“You do, but you also have other priorities.”
“For example?”
“Helping us with the clean-up for example? Or perhaps coming up with what to do next? Or simply making sure ___ is safe?”
“How is she?”
“She is still the same. She is in shock and refuses to speak to anyone.”
“I see. I will check up on her later.”
“It’s too late for that. I helped her fall asleep.”
“Good. At least she won’t be able to think that way.”
“Yes, it’s good. Jungkook is with her for now.”
“Good. He’s perfect for that, he’ll keep her safe if she wakes.”
“I agree.”
Yoongi looks into Taehyung’s eyes for the first time ever since the latter joined him in this wet, cold room.
“Why are you here?” he asks him.
“The others asked me to see how you are doing.”
“Well, you did, now leave.”
Taehyung stays in the doorframe, shaking his head in refusal.
“Tch”, Yoongi lets out defeated and stands up from the wooden chair he had been hunching on for hours. He stretches out his back and turns away from Taehyung in order to disappear deeper into the room.
The dozens and dozens of shelves were a labyrinth for him once, but he spent enough time in here to know his ways by now.
The first three rows are stacked with potions and their ingredients. They are useless to him.
The next five are stacked with books. Of both magical and normal nature. They are useless to him, except for one book, which lies opened on page 639 back on the table.
Yoongi skimmed through row nine and ten already. They were filled with all sorts of magical devices. Some seemed useful, some interesting and some boring, but none was the one thing he was looking for.
“What are actually doing here?”
Yoongi doesn’t startle upon hearing Taehyung’s voice behind him because he heard his steps before that. He looks over his shoulder. Taehyung left the oil lamp by the table. They can still see each other clearly despite that.
“I’m looking for something.”
“And what is it you are looking for?”
“Why do you care?”
Taehyung blinks in confusion.
“Because the last time I checked, we are on the same side.”
“Sure”, Yoongi says sarcastically and with a loud scoff, he turns away from Taehyung.
The latter stays quiet for now, trailing behind Yoongi as he loses himself farther and farther in the labyrinth of shelves.
The eleventh shelf turns out to be useless as well. Yoongi turns, almost colliding with Taehyung from just how close the younger vampire is standing.
Yoongi lifts his head, locking eyes with Taehyung again.
“Out of my way”, he hisses.
“You are angry at me”, Taehyung says, making himself big in order to force Yoongi to have the conversation.
“Angry is an understatement.”
“Angry, mad, furious. However you may call it. You are upset with me.”
“I’m disappointed.”
Taehyung knits his brows. He clearly hadn’t expected that.
“Now get the fuck out of my way before I decide to throw you all the way back there”, he says, nodding his head into the direction of the far away hallway.
Taehyung sneaks a glance at it over his shoulder then turns back to Yoongi.
“You are disappointed in me?” he asks.
“Tzt”, Yoongi lets out and pushes Taehyung to the side.
He stomps to the hallway in big steps. Taehyung follows him hurriedly.
“Talk to me”, he tries.
“Just piss off”, Yoongi answers him, taking on the next shelf.
“Hyung, I want to talk with you.”
“Don’t call me that”, Yoongi whips around, “I’m not your family, so shove it.”
Taehyung tries to cover up the hurt in his eyes, but fails.
“Now leave me the fuck alone before I actually hurt you.”
“You wouldn’t hurt me”, the words weren’t filled with provocation but rather with childish hopefulness.
“Yes, Taehyung. Yes, I would hurt you. Oh I would love to hurt you. If it wasn’t for ___, I already would have. Hell, you’d be dead already.”
“But why?”
“Why?” Yoongi’s nostrils flared as he growled the word, “now you’re just fucking with me. You really wanna push me?”
“No. No, I really wasn’t”, Taehyung insists with widened eyes, “I, I genuinely want you to tell me.”
“You-”, Yoongi hisses and grabs Taehyung by his chin.
Taehyung squeezes his eyes closed.
“I want to fix this!” he blurts out in his attempt to save his face from getting bashed in by Yoongi’s lifted fist.
Yoongi halts.
“___ is traumatised and, and she needs us both.”
Yoongi lowers his fist.
“And that means that we need to stick together.”
Yoongi lets go of Taehyung’s chin. The latter opens his eyes.
“I know that you are upset with me, but please Yoongi let’s try to fix this for ___’s sake.”
Yoongi listens with a tense jaw.
“She doesn’t need another burden on her shoulders in the form of us constantly wanting to kill each other. Wouldn’t you agree?”
Yoongi grinds his teeth, studying Taehyung’s face with iciness in his gaze. Taehyung falters in his confidence now that he is victim to Yoongi’s punishing look. Soon he touches his own hair, playing with it to soothe himself.
“I agree”, Yoongi says coldly.
“You do?” Taehyung almost gasped the question for Yoongi’ compliance truly surprised him.
Yoongi nods his head, but his frown stays on his face.
“Wow, hyung those are great news. I truly didn’t expect you to agree.”
Yoongi turns a cold shoulder to Taehyung.
“Don’t call me that”, he says.
“I apologize, force of habit. I won’t call you like that again.”
Yoongi begins hurrying down the small corridor. Taehyung follows him close by, looking at everything Yoongi looked at seconds before.
“So what are you doing here?” he asks him.
“I’m looking for something.”
“Yes? What are you looking for?”
“It shouldn’t concern you.”
“Well, it does. We are on the same side, remember?”
Yoongi sneaks a glance at Taehyung, grinding his teeth.
“I guess”, he murmurs, looking away again.
“So? What are we looking for?”
“We?”
“Yes”, Taehyung flashes Yoongi a sweet smile, “I want to help you.”
Yoongi sighs loudly.
“Fine”, he gives in, “follow me.”
And with that, the two vampires hurry back to the desk in silent steps. They both blink to get used to the change of lighting.
Yoongi hovers himself above the book, which is opened on page 637 because Taehyung flipped through it before deciding to join Yoongi. The latter flips it back to page 639 and presses his finger into the page.
“This”, he says, “this is what I’m looking for.”
“I see. May I read?”
“If you can read this language.”
“Oh, you underestimate me. Of course I can read it”, Taehyung says and sits down on the chair. He begins reading.
Yoongi disappears in the meantime, returning to the shelf in search for what he is looking for.
He doesn’t find it and continues to the next shelf.
Taehyung returns when he has looked through a quarter of the stuff.
“The Unbreaking Shackles. Why are you looking for such a terrible weapon?” he asks him.
“Because ___ destroyed the one we wanted to use.”
“Yes, because we would all be dead otherwise.”
Yoongi glance at Taehyung angrily.
“I wasn’t blaming her, so stuff that accusatory tone of yours up your pompous ass.”
“Yoongi”, Taehyung sounds disappointed, “you promised me that we would get along.”
“I never said that. I promised you that I wouldn’t fight with you in front of her anymore. I never promised you friendship.”
“Well, that is terrible. I thought you wanted to get along even when she isn’t here.”
“I could never get along with you.”
“Why not?”
“Because you are a terrible person.”
“Hey, now are you being unreasonable.”
“You drank her blood”, Yoongi growls, turning to Taehyung and stepping so close their breaths intermingle, “this is the literal definition of being a scumbag.”
“I don’t want to harm her.”
“And yet you still do.”
“You are twisting my intentions.”
“Am I? Now tell me, what’s so good about drinking the blood of the woman you swore to love and keep safe?”
“Because I love her.”
Yoongi scoffs, “no, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do!” Taehyung insists loudly, furrowing his brows, “stop questioning my feelings for her. I love her.”
“Let’s say you do. Why do you think it okay to drink her blood?”
“Because it makes me feel closer to her.”
“You’re sick”, Yoongi hisses and turns his back to Taehyung.
“I mean it”, Taehyung insists, “I was so careful when I bit her. I made sure she was comfortable and never in pain. And she enjoyed it.”
“Don’t say that”, Yoongi hisses, grinding his teeth at the image of how you enjoyed getting drained. It infuriates him too much.
“I am honest. She was never in pain and afterwards I helped her heal with just a few drops of my blood.”
“I told you not to say that!” Yoongi screams so loudly that the entire room shakes in his echo.
Taehyung closes his mouth, looking at Yoongi with fearful eyes.
“First you play with her life by draining her and then you play with her freedom by feeding her our cursed blood. How dare you? Do you have no respect for her?”
“I respect her, I really do”, Taehyung insists honestly.
“And yet you-”, Yoongi swallows what he wanted to say, “I hate you so much, you asshole. You are such a reckless child. Fuck, I should kill you.”
“I’m sorry”, Taehyung says, “I truly am sorry. I didn’t think that blood sharing carries so many negative connotations for you.”
Yoongi takes a step back. The apology reeks of honesty and it irritates him because he didn’t expect Taehyung to be honest.
“But I truly meant no harm when I fed from her. My intentions were of a good heart, one that loves her dearly and that craved the intimacy only blood sharing can offer.”
“That’s just a lame excuse. You can be intimate with someone without participating in this terrible thing.”
“Have you ever tried it?”
“I did. It’s disgusting.”
“Well, maybe you should try it with-”
“Don’t finish this sentence”, Yoongi growls, “I would never put her through that.”
“Maybe just once?”
“No”, Yoongi flashes his ruby eyes, “tread carefully now, Kim Taehyung.”
“Okay, I’m sorry”, Taehyung gives in, “I won’t talk about it anymore. I just”, he exhales through his nose loudly, “I just hope that you can find it in yourself to stop seeing me as a villain. I love ___ dearly and I don’t want to hurt her.”
“Then stop drinking her blood.”
Taehyung keeps quiet.
“Tzt. As I thought. The weapon’s not here, let’s go to the next shelf.”
Yoongi brushes past Taehyung and leaves. His steps are slow, almost as if he was dragging weight behind himself.
“___ told me that she wants to stop for a while. Did you force her to it?”
“Force her?” Yoongi’s voice trembles in anger, “I would never force her to do anything. How dare you.”
“But it must be because of you.”
“Yes, because she knows that it upsets me. And because other than you, she actually respects other people’s feelings.”
“I respect them as well.”
“No, you don’t.”
“I do”, Taehyung insists.
“Tell yourself that if it makes you sleep better at night.”
Yoongi abandons Taehyung on the main hallway, but the younger vampire doesn’t stay on there for long. Very soon and he is by Yoongi’s side, helping him look whilst trying to keep the conversation going.
“I respect them. That is why I want you to tell me why you are so upset and why you are disappointed in me, so I can understand you better.”
“I told you. You are a scumbag.”
“No, that is not it. I know your feelings for me changed. Back when we pretended to be a frat house we liked each other. Remember?”
“I think you only imagined that. I never liked you.”
“You are lying. The music nights we shared. When we thought of melodies together and then played them. You can’t tell me that those nights were nothing but pretend.”
“You are not that person anymore. Neither am I.”
“Indeed. Now we are both feeling and we are in love with the same woman, which means we have to work even harder to fix us.”
Taehyung grabs Yoongi by his shoulders and turns him. Yoongi lets him, making eye contact the instant they are facing each other.
“We can’t stay so broken. Eternity is too long to spend it with fighting, especially when it hurts ___.”
“Oh? Now you want to make it about hurting her? Start with thinking about what you did before pointing fingers at me.”
“Yoongi, I told you”, Taehyung sounds exhausted, “I had no evil intentions behind sharing blood with her. I just wanted to be closer to her. Why can’t you see it? I just wanted intimacy.”
“Because it’s not intimate or good or romantic. It’s awful and should be forbidden.”
“Why?”
“Because it is”, Yoongi insists, “aren’t we hurting enough people? Why do we have to hurt the people close to us? The people we love and, and promised to protect?”
Taehyung takes a deep breath through his nose and exhales it the same way. He relaxes his shoulders, pulling his hands away from Yoongi’s arm.
“I see”, he says, “have you hurt someone during blood sharing?”
“It shouldn’t concern you.”
“Well, it does if it helps me understand you better.”
Yoongi stays silent and leaves. He is looking at the contents of the shelf with such precision that Taehyung knows he is acting busy to avoid talking.
“I’m sorry that you did. I hurt someone too, a long time ago. Her name was Jackie and I bit too deeply by accident. She cried so much and told me that I was a monster. She wanted it initially, but never wanted to see me again afterwards. Till this day I feel terrible for what I did to her.”
“That should be proof enough for why you shouldn’t do this with ___. What if Jackie was ___? What if you bit her too deeply?”
“Because I was careful. Oh, Yoongi I am telling you, the moment my fangs touched her skin, I concentrated on nothing other than her comfort. I don’t go deep, just enough to get droplets of her blood. I am actively making sure to never repeat what I did to Jackie. I never went too far, you have to believ-”
“You never went too far?” Yoongi has Taehyung pressed against the shelf with his fingers around his throat and his face morphed into demonic anger, “you almost killed her the last time, you fuck.”
“I, I can’t breathe”, Taehyung chokes out, hitting Yoongi’s hand.
“I don’t fucking care. I don’t care about anything you fuck feel”, Yoongi spits, “you and your empty words. You speak of tenderness and love when your actions show the opposite.”
“I want to change, I urgh-”, Taehyung gags and writhes, “hyun- plea-”
“I want to kill you”, Yoongi growls, “you ruin everything.”
“Ple-” 
“I love her. I love her so very much that I wanna move mountains for her and because of you I will lose her”, the corners of Yoongi’s mouth grow, showing off his true teeth, “you’re gonna kill her, but not when I can prevent it. Hear me, Kim Taehyung? I’m gonna rip you to fucking shreds”, he says and runs his long tongue over his sharp teeth, “you think you know how Rippers kill? Fucker, I am the monster we are based on and I’m happy to show you why that is. Give you a taste of your own fucked up medicine and make you choke on your own blood before I rip your fucking head off with my teeth.”
Yoongi draws closer. Taehyung whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut. 
“Please don’t kill me. I don’t want to die.”
“And neither does ___ and yet you get off on ending her life.”
“I went too far!” Taehyung chokes out, “I lost control. Please Yoongi, I admit my fault. I truly lost control.”
Yoongi growls, pressing down harder on his neck. He unhinges his jaw, opening it so he can bury his fangs in Taehyung’s throat.
“And I’m sorry!” Taehyung squeaks, writhing in fear.
Yoongi's fingers loosen their grip. His once black eyes return to ruby. His mouth shifts back to human size.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry to ___ and I’m sorry to you. You are right. I was blinded by my blood lust and lost control. And I’m sorry.”
Yoongi’s fingers slip from his throat, now resting on Taehyung’s chest. 
“Please believe me. I don’t want to kill her and, and I don’t want to take her from you.”
Taehyung places his hand over Yoongi’s.
“You make her happy in ways I fail to do and in return I have never seen you so…alive before. Why should I ruin something so wonderful? So honest and real? Please believe me when I say that I want to change.”
Yoongi looks to the side.
“I want to change for ___ and I want to change for us. You are my friend, even if we fight. And I hurt you. I admit my faults and I’m sorry. For hurting you and for hurting ___.”
Yoongi takes a step back. 
“Fuck”, he presses out, “fuck you for actually meaning it.”
“Because I do. I really, really do. I don’t want to lose her and I also don’t want to lose you and the others. So I am here begging you for one more chance.”
“And if I give you one? How long will it take before you put her in danger again?”
Taehyung shakes his head, “I won’t put her in danger anymore, I promise. I will only give her my blood when she asks me for it or if she is hurt. I promise you.”
“Sweet talk it all you want, you won’t change my mind about the blood sharing.”
“I have realised that much by now and I don’t intent to change it. I guess this is a topic we won’t agree on. But I am trying to change your mind about how you see me.”
“Just help me look for that cursed weapon instead.”
“I am. I haven’t found it yet.”
“Neither have I.”
“Are you certain that it is in here?”
“It must be. That’s where Meredith keeps all her trinkets.”
“Have you asked her already?”
“No. The witches still aren’t back.”
“I see. Then we will find it without them. I am sure of it”, Taehyung says and reaches out to nudge Yoongi’s arm, “we’ll find it together, hyung.”
“Stop calling me like that.”
“I’m sorry. I am just so used to calling you that name, that it comes natural to me.”
“Tch.”
They end up leaving the corridor and walking to the next one. It is the second to last shelf.
“Oh dear”, Taehyung says, “this is a lot of stuff.”
“Yes. It’ll take a while. You start at the beginning, I’ll start at the end.”
“Understood. Let’s meet in the middle.”
“Mhm.”
Yoongi disappears.
Taehyung looks at the small form of Yoongi at the end of the corridor. He huffs out air in defeat. Well, this is going to be a lot of work. Not only finding the weapon, but also getting Yoongi to open back up to him. He knows that it is possible. He knows that out of his former roommates, Yoongi was always the fondest of him. He knows that there was a time where he could call him his family and Yoongi wouldn’t mind. And because he possesses such knowledge, he knows that he can get Yoongi to like him again. 
It will just be a long way to get there. A long, long way to meet in the middle. Taehyung almost has to laugh at just how perfectly the situation fits. Meeting in the middle. Yes, let’s do that for now, he thinks and begins looking through Meredith’s trinkets.
He finds a cube which can suck all air out of a room, but it isn’t what he is looking for. He also finds a very interesting looking coin. It has the word “eternal blindness” written on its back. Taehyung discards it quickly and moves on to the next section.
He finds a book. It is as light as feather and carries the words “Magnus Vasistas” on its cover. He doesn’t dare to open the book, placing it back on the shelf.
Then he sneaks a glance at Yoongi. He has already come a little closer. His brows are furrowed in concentration.
Taehyung turns his head away and begins sorting through the stuff again.
There is a goblet which catches his attention. It is made of metal as black as obsidian and with purple crystals embedded on its rim. He twists and turns it a few times then looks inside. It is empty safe for the dust covering the surface.
“This is not right”, he murmurs and places it back on the shelf.
His eyes lock on a stone next. It sits right in his palm. It feels cold on his skin. Taehyung widens his eyes. The coldness is disappearing. It becomes warmer and warmer and warmer and warmer and…
“Ah”, he gasps, dropping the stone.
Yoongi turns his head upon hearing the loud sound of it landing on the ground.
“It burned me”, Taehyung says, showing Yoongi his scorched palm, “ah it hurts terribly.”
“It’s your own fault for touching it.”
“It truly hurts”, Taehyung whines, staring at his palm, “why is it not healing?”
Yoongi sighs in defeat and within a second he is by Taehyung’s side. He wraps his fingers around Taehyung’s wrist and pulls his hand closer.
“What did you touch?” he asks, inspecting the deep wound.
“This stone”, Taehyung says, pointing at the inconspicuous looking stone sitting on the ground, “it felt cold at first but then it heated up and burned me.”
“Tzt”, Yoongi clicks his tongue is distaste, “that’s why you shouldn’t touch anything in here. This stone is dangerous. She probably laced it with eternal scorching.”
“What? Eternal scorching? Ah”, Taehyung gasps before he has to hiss in discomfort, “ah it hurts.”
“I know. Idiot. You just cursed your own hand.”
“Please make it stop, it hurts unbearably.”
“Serves you right”, Yoongi murmurs, but still tugs Taehyung with him, “follow me, I know a cure.”
He drags Taehyung all the way back to the first shelf and stops right when they are at the middle. He is still holding Taehyung wrist whilst the latter is trying not to close his fingers. His palm burns so much that he can barely handle it. His wound grows exponentially.
“That’s it”, Yoongi says and reaches for an emerald green bottle. He opens the cork with his teeth, spitting it on the ground. Then he turns to Taehyung and tugs his hand closer, “hold still.”
And without warning he pours the green liquid all over his hand.
“Ah!” Taehyung exclaims, trying to wiggle away, “what is this? This feels terrible.”
“Quit whining. It’s the antidote. Look, it’s dissolving the curse.”
The scorch on Taehyung’s hand is sizzling until it stops and magically becomes smaller and smaller.
“It healed”, Taehyung gasps.
“Yes, that’s what it’s supposed to do”, Yoongi says dryly and leaves him by the potion shelf.
Taehyung takes a quick glance at the bottles. He can’t read the letters they display.
“Yoongi”, he calls out and turns to hurry to the older vampire.
He finds him hunched over the book, reading page 639 once again.
“How come you know so much about all of this?”
“I lived long enough”, he answers him dryly.
“No, there must be more behind your knowledge.”
“Mhm”, Yoongi acknowledges him, but stays silent otherwise. He is too focused on memorising the words on the paper.
Taehyung studies his face then the book until he lands on his face again.
“Now this weapon”, he begins, “how come you knew of its existence?”
“I just do.”
“I would like to argue that I posses a great knowledge of witchcraft and yet I never heard of it. Let alone heard about curses of eternal scorching and emerald antidotes. How do you know so much?”
Yoongi lifts his eyes from the book, locking them with Taehyung. When he sees the determination in his gaze, he gives up with a loud sigh.
“Because most of those things I helped create three thousand years ago.”
“What?” Taehyung gasps, widening his eyes, “you helped?”
Yoongi nods his head.
“I was a warlock before I became a vampire. A pretty impressive warlock actually. I helped write most of those spells in this book”, he says, touching the book.
“Now that is”, Taehyung laughs in disbelief, “those are the most mindboggling news I have ever heard. You possessed magic as a human?”
Yoongi nods his head.
“This is wonderful. Why did you never tell me?”
“Why should I have?” Yoongi asks, scrunching his nose up in disgust, “it’s not like it’s any of your business.”
“Well, I think that it is. You were a warlock once, this is wonderful. How come you became a vampire?”
“It shouldn’t concern you.”
“Well, I want to know. How did all of this start? How did we start? Was it one of your spells?”
“No.”
“Well, what was it then?”
“Why are you so nosy?”
Taehyung huffs out air, sending Yoongi a little pout.
“Fine”, Yoongi says with annoyance in his voice, “I was still a warlock in apprenticeship. We all were, my friends and I. And one night we stole one of our master’s spells and used it. It was my idea. Our master told us that we weren’t ready for it yet, but I wouldn’t listen because I was a proud asshole, who wanted to prove him wrong. So we stole it and tried it out. Thirty people died, a couple hundred got injured and our village lost half of their crops.”
“Oh that is terrible. Was it the spell which started vampirism?”
“No. It wasn’t, it was the spell of Eternal Scorching. It is supposed to be used only on little objects. We tried to curse a rock with it, but we lost control and it spread over our lands and burned the people from the inside out.”
“Oh.”
“Our teacher stopped the spell before it could spread any further and captured all of us with magic. He created vampirism as our punishment. He cursed all of us to eternal life so we will never be freed of the terrible guilt of what we had done.”
“Well that is…not what I had expected. So our nature is truly a curse?”
“Yes. I’m sorry.”
“For what?” Taehyung asks and chuckles in confusion.
“For starting all of this.”
“What?” Taehyung asks, “but it’s not your fault.”
“Yes, it is. If I wasn’t such a childish idiot back then, if I only had listened and not overestimated my own abilities, maybe then this awful curse would have never spread over the lands.”
“There is nothing to forgive, I don’t blame you.”
“Well, you should. I know it’s my fault. The sorcerer let me know by making me the only goddamn Gluttonous Ripper and I know how my lineage turned out. I know that my creations are fucking cursed to a sad life and I know that it’s my fault.”
“It’s not your fault. Haven’t you spent most of your life teaching your lineage ways they could control their urges?”
“Yes? What about it?”
“So you helped them. They may have been cursed to a sad life, but you broke that curse by giving them back their control. So stop wallowing in self-pity when you did so much to prove the sorcerer wrong.”
Yoongi listens intently, staring at Taehyung with slightly widened eyes.
“You’re not that selfish person anymore. Hell, you are sometimes so self-sacrificing and, and righteous that it infuriates me.”
Yoongi scoffs and shows the smallest of smiles.
“Thanks, I guess”, he murmurs, looking back into the book.
Taehyung smiles as well. Yoongi is warming up to him again. He knows that he is. Taehyung steps closer until their arms were touching. Yoongi doesn’t put distance between their bodies.
“So that book”, Taehyung begins, “you created it while you were still a warlock?”
“Yes, my friends and I did, but the sorcerer must have finished it.”
“How are you so certain that he did?”
“Because of this.”
Yoongi flips the book on its last page. The handwriting is almost unreadable as if the mind which produced it was clinging to its last string of sanity.
“I think the sorcerer went insane in guilt for what he did to us”, Yoongi says.
“You think so?”
Yoongi nods his head, “I don’t think that his intentions were to create immortal monsters which hunt innocent humans and kill them so violently. I think that perhaps the curse of vampirism was too much for him as well and it laced itself in our bodies in a way which he couldn’t control.”
“Are you certain?”
“Yes. I can still remember how he talked about dark magic and that the price for our punishment is the blood of an innocent. He sacrificed a lamb back then, but I believe that the darkness of the magic laced itself with the blood and as it entered our bodies it created the dark hunger for blood. I think the sorcerer wasn’t aware of just how unpredictable the dark magic he used was and I really think that he only wanted to curse us with immortality, but that the dark magic took over and turned us into how we function.”
“Do you think that this is also the reason why we dry out if we aren’t fed blood? Because the dark magic needs to feed on blood and if we don’t consume blood, the curse resorts to feasting on our own blood until we are drained?”
Yoongi sneaks a glance at Taehyung.
“I didn’t think that yet, but I think you’re right. It would make sense.”
Taehyung smiles proudly.
Yoongi looks at his smile for just a second before he averts his gaze back into the book.
Taehyung moves closer to get a better look at the page. He drapes his arm across Yoongi’s back. It forces the older vampire to tense up and sneak a confused look at Taehyung. He doesn’t move away however.
“What does this say? I can’t read it”, Taehyung asks.
“I think this is the solution to all of our problems”, Yoongi says.
“How come?”
“As I said before, I think the sorcerer spent his life trying to fix what he had done. I think that this obsession turned him mad in the end, but this right here”, Yoongi dances his fingers over the page, “this right here is the last proof of his genius.”
“It’s barely even distinguishable.”
“It’s a spell for reversing the curse of vampirism.”
“What?” Taehyung gasps, “a spell to reverse vampirism?”
Yoongi nods his head.
“It says right here. Lace it on to a blade. Yes, yes. Lace a blade. Pierce a heart with it. The heart of my demons. The demons. Oh what have I done? It will redeem my deeds. This will redeem my deeds. Lace a blade and pierce a heart.”
“You can read those scribbles?”
“I had to decipher his writing on a board back in school”, Yoongi says, making Taehyung laugh.
Yoongi allows a small smile to hush over his lips.
“I see. Well, then we can be glad that you have so much experience”, Taehyung says, rubbing his hand up and down Yoongi’s lower back.
Yoongi moves away with an arch of his back. He looks just slightly flustered. Taehyung ignores it, sitting down on the edge of the desk instead.
“So why do we need the Unbreakable Shackles?”
“I want to capture Namjoon with them and then use the blade on him.”
“What?”
Yoongi nods his head.
“You want to steal Namjoon of his vampirism?”
“Yes.”
“That is truly your plan?”
“Yes. Is it that unbelievable?”
“Yes, it is. What about killing him? Wasn’t this always our goal?”
“No. We can’t be killed. The only way has always been to weaken him and then keep him in a cell for all eternity.”
“This is”, Taehyung pauses for he finds no words to describe the utter surprise he is feeling, “how are you so certain that the spell will work?”
“I’m not, but trying never hurt anybody.”
“Until it does. What if it doesn’t work and Namjoon stays a vampire?”
“Then we will keep him in a cell for all eternity.”
“And if it works?”
Yoongi falters. Taehyung watches as fearful heartbreak glimmers in his eyes for a mere second.
“We’ll see when we get there”, Yoongi answers him.
“I see”, Taehyung averts his eyes to the book, “to know that such a spell exists”, he murmurs, dancing his fingers over the page, “this is…”
“Our hope.” “Terrible.”
The two vampires say at the same time, meeting each other’s eyes in a surprised look.
“What? Our hope?” Taehyung asks Yoongi.
Yoongi stays silent, tensing his jaw.
“Yoongi”, Taehyung jumps down from the table, stepping closer to Yoongi, “our hope? Why are you saying this?”
“Well, why do you think it’s terrible?” Yoongi hisses, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
“Because it’s terrible. If this spell falls into the wrong hands they can use it to drain whichever vampire is dumb enough to run into their blade. We could lose everything.”
“So? You’d still be human.”
“Yes. And mortal and weak and without the ability to heal or to never get sick and in the end you will die.”
Yoongi scoffs, looking to the side. Taehyung studies the features of his friend with worry in his eyes.
“What are you planning to do with this spell after we used it on Namjoon and it deemed successful?” Taehyung asks him quietly, dreading the answer.
“Nothing”, Yoongi dismisses him.
“Are you planning to use it on yourself?”
Yoongi gives him a quick glance.
“Let’s continue looking for the shackles, they must be here somewhere”, he dodges his question, stomping off in quick steps.
Taehyung runs after him, grabbing him by his elbow.
“Hyung, talk to me. Are you truly considering using it on yourself?”
“And if I do? What about it?” Yoongi hisses, ripping himself free from Taehyung’s hold.
Taehyung reaches for him instantly, holding his wrist.
“You can’t do this.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’d lose everything.”
“Yeah and gain much more.”
Taehyung laughs in disbelief.
“No”, he says, circling Yoongi until the smaller vampire can do nothing more than stop and look up at him, “do you hear yourself talk?”
“It’s my decision, isn’t it?”
“No, no it’s not. Not anymore.”
“What? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You’re not alone in this world anymore. You can’t be so bloody selfish.”
“Selfish? Do you even know how awful it is to know that no matter what you try, you can never die?” Yoongi hisses.
“Yes, yes I do.”
“No you don’t. You just have to rip your own heart out or run into a fire. You have the option to ram a stake through your heart and rip your own head off. Me? When I try any of those things? I’ll wake up again and continue to fucking live. You’ll never know how it is to actually be immortal because while you may not die through most deaths, in the end you still have options.”
Yoongi pushes Taehyung softly.
“You fucker can still end it whenever you want, but I can’t.”
Taehyung reaches for Yoongi, holding his wrists with utmost care.
“I understand what you mean, but please don’t use it on yourself.”
“Why not?” Yoongi asks, fighting Taehyung’s hold.
“Because you’d become mortal.”
“So? At least I could finally die.”
“Do you hear yourself talk?” Taehyung presses out, eyes filling with tears, “you selfish cunt, don’t you have enough reasons to want to stay alive? Isn’t ___ enough?”
Yoongi stops fighting, staring at him with widened eyes.
“Isn’t she enough to want to live? To want to stay immortal?” Taehyung’s voice is trembling, tears roll down his cheek, “how dare you do that to her. How dare you make the decision of how long she wants to be by your side for her.”
“You don’t-”
“Don’t tell me that I don’t understand. I understand a lot”, Taehyung interrupts him, “back when I was captured and you came to talk to me, you told me that I shouldn’t give up on life because ___ hasn’t given up on me yet”, Taehyung shakes Yoongi’s hands as if he wanted to shake him awake from his insanity, “you told me that it is worth wanting to live for her”, his voice is shuddering in emotion, “so goddamn, believe your own words and live.”
“If the spell is successful I can still live with her.”
“No”, Taehyung sobs softly, “please, don’t give up your immortality, not yet.”
He falls around Yoongi’s neck.
“What the hell are you doing?” Yoongi grunts, trying and failing to escape the hug.
“You can’t think like that. Not yet. You can’t become mortal.”
“Why not?” Yoongi pushes him away, “why can’t I become mortal? What if the day comes when ___ dies? Where she is old and grey and her heart gives up? What then? You expect me to continue living after I had to watch her die?”
“No.”
“Then let me become mortal and let me fucking die.”
“No, I can’t do this”, he intertwines his fingers with Yoongi, “you know ___, you know that there will come a day where she wants to become just like us. And, and when that day comes you have to be immortal with us. It would kill ___ if she knew that you wouldn’t be with her for all eternity.”
“She shouldn’t give up her mortality.”
“Well, if that is what she wants then we have to let her. She’ll drink my blood, become a Normal so she won’t be cursed and then you and I can make sure she learns how to drink blood without killing.”
“You’re sick for even thinking that.”
“I’m not sick. Don’t you want to be with her for all eternity?”
“Of course I do. That’s all I’m thinking about.”
Taehyung smiles.
“See? Then concentrate on that thought instead of wanting to die.”
Yoongi inhales deeply.
“I just want to know that I have an option”, he confesses quietly, “even if she becomes a vampire, she can still be killed. I could still lose her. Fuck, I just want to know that I am also able to die.”
“Okay”, Taehyung says, “I understand. That is why we will test it on Namjoon. If it works and he becomes mortal, then you will know that shall the day come where you lose everything and death seems sweet, you can end it. But please Yoongi”, Taehyung squeezes Yoongi’s hands, “please don’t think about it for as long as you have ___ and you are happy.”
Yoongi furrows his brows.
“You deserve to be happy. Truly happy, without thinking about wanting to die. And if you don’t believe me, take it from ___. I know that she wants you to enjoy your life. So goddamn, enjoy it for her if you can’t do it for yourself. And you’ll see, one day you will realise that you have long stopped enjoying it for her sake and that you like it because you genuinely enjoy living.”
Yoongi is deeply moved by Taehyung’s words. He is also deeply moved by the grief Taehyung showed when he talked about dying. He never even thought that Taehyung cared enough about him to find sadness in his death. Yoongi is deeply moved by how much he seems to care. But he can’t show it, because it embarrasses him.
He pulls his hands away.
“You’re a dreamer”, he murmurs, turning around to flee.
Taehyung follows him.
“Perhaps I am, but I genuinely believe that you have many bright days ahead of you.”
“Mhm”, Yoongi looks at the shelf with shy eyes, “let’s just look for the shackles.”
“Yes, we’ll look for them. And I hope you will think about what I said.”
“I won’t use it. At least not yet”, Yoongi whispers.
“Oh Yoongi”, Taehyung falls around his neck again, “this is great news.”
The latter wiggles out of the hug.
“Why do you keep hugging me?” he hisses with burning cheeks.
“Because I’m happy that you won’t give up yet.”
“So? Stop hugging me.”
Taehyung giggles and nudges Yoongi’s arm, “don’t lie, you like it.”
“No, I don’t. It’s weird.”
Taehyung grins, flustering Yoongi even more.
“Whatever”, he dismisses him, disappearing in the narrow corridor.
“I like this, Yoongi”, Taehyung follows him, “I feel like we made a lot of progress.”
“We made zero progress, except that you burned your hand.”
“I’m not talking about our search, but us.”
Yoongi halts and looks over his shoulder.
“I’m glad we made progress.”
“I’m still mad at you for drinking her blood.”
“I know, that is why I decided that I will stop it for a while.”
Yoongi scoffs, cocking his right eyebrow up in surprise.
“I can’t promise you that it will last forever because I truly love the intimacy of it, but for a while I won’t do it”, Taehyung says, making Yoongi turn.
“Why not forever?” he asks.
“Because it makes me happy. Yoongi, you should have been with us when it was still a thing between her and me. She didn’t feel a thing and was incredibly happy afterwards. We shared comfort that way.”
“Tch.”
“But you are right. It long stopped being what it was initially. I became greedy. When we started sharing our blood I only took a little, but ever since a few weeks, I took more than I should have. And I wanted to let Jimin feed from her as well, which I never should have allowed. I admit my fault.”
Yoongi nods his head.
“Do you know that he forced her to drink his blood?”
“Yes, she told me.”
“And what do you think of it?”
“I broke his nose, because I punched him way too hard.”
“Hah”, Yoongi scoffs, “good. I’d have done far worse.”
“I know.”
Yoongi studies his features.
“You’re bearable when you’re without him, brat”, he says, “why does he have to be with us?”
“Because he’s my best friend.”
“He’s an entitled bastard, that’s what he is. He thinks that he has a right to you.”
“Doesn’t everyone who loves someone think that way?”
“Being with someone you love isn’t a right, it’s a privilege. He should be happy that you put up with his shit and you should reconsider your own value.”
“What does that mean?”
“You deserve better. You know that, don’t you?”
“What are you insinuating?” Taehyung seems angry.
“Crying after sex isn’t normal, Taehyung. Feeling too scared to voice your opinion because he could scream at you isn’t either. Neither is making yourself as small as a mouse whenever he’s in the room.”
Taehyung stumbles back, back hitting the shelf. His eyes are widened yet glassy.
“It’s not like that anymore”, he whispers.
“Maybe, but we both know Jimin won’t ever better himself. Not even death was able change his ways.”
“He’s different now”, Taehyung insists.
“I hope you wake up one day. You’re a sweet man, terribly naïve at times, but at your core you are sweet”, Yoongi says, “Jimin shouldn’t be with us. I never liked that he was. He takes that sweetness from you.”
Taehyung blinks rapidly, seeming lost for words for just a moment. He is searching for his voice just long enough that Yoongi turns his shoulder to him to look for the shackles instead.
“So why did you allow Namjoon to live with us?” Taehyung finally throws back, “he’s far worse than Jimin ever was.”
Yoongi grinds his teeth, “because I had to make sure that he behaves and…and because he wasn’t always that way.”
“Neither was Jimin. Namjoon made him that way.”
Yoongi clicks his tongue, “touché”, he grumbles, turning his back to Taehyung.
“So you see? It all comes down to Namjoon”, Taehyung says, catching up with him in big steps.
Yoongi looks over his shoulder, right brow cocked up in question.
“He made Jimin the way he is, he is threatening ___ and he is the reason why we are fighting.”
“The reason why we are fighting is your own recklessness, brat”, Yoongi throws back.
“Fine, very well. I must admit, it is also my own recklessness”, Taehyung says, lifting his finger in defeat.
Yoongi scoffs and clicks his tongue.
“But I am truthful. I won’t drink her blood anymore. And if she feels ready for it again, I promise you that I will do it as carefully as possible.”
“And if she won’t ever want it again?”
“Then I won’t do it. All I want is her safety.”
“I want her safety too.”
“Then we can agree on that. Her safety”, Taehyung says, offering Yoongi his hand to shake.
Yoongi eyes it. He takes a deep breath and takes Taehyung’s hand to shake it.
“Her safety”, he says.
“Yes. Her safety”, Taehyung agrees and squeezes his hand, “thank you, Yoongi. For listening to me and telling me how you feel.”
Yoongi studies his face, clicking his tongue in the end, “you can call me hyung”, he whispers.
Taehyung takes a deep breath, feeling his stomach flutter in happiness.
“I understand. Hyung”, he says and smiles brightly.
Yoongi retorts it groggily, pulling his hand back. He turns his attention to the shelf instead.
Taehyung watches him with a light heart. So now they are here. Right in the middle. Quite literally, as well as figuratively.
They have finally met in the middle.
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betterthanburrow · 8 months
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heyo!! this sounds like a weird request but can you can an insta au with a reader who’s a kpop idol ???
Celebrity Crush - Instagram AU
(Bengals QuarterBack! Joe Burrow x K-Pop Idol! OC)
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Bengals: If the internet breaks, this is why.
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username1: MVP SEASON INCOMING ‼️
username2: the Bengals page is really trying to turn my gay at this point…
username3: 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤
username4: he could tell me to jump into an active volcano and i’ll do a swan dive!
username5: hard to look ❌hard while looking at ✅
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yourinstagram: Night 1 in New York!
Thank you, I love you 🤍
keep dreaming, loving, and doing what you gotta do!
Thank you for a lot of love last night!
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username1: the concert was so much fun!
thegarden: 🤍🤍🤍
username2: NEW YORK LOVES YOU!
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ALLKPOP: Cincinnati Bengals Quarterback Joe Burrow revealed in the Media Press Conference that he is a big fan of K-POP Soloist Y/FN Y/LN and he said that she is his celebrity crush and that everyone should go listen to her new album that was released in April.
Who Knew That The NFL QB is a K-POP Fan?!
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username1: i never thought that my two worlds would collide 😵‍💫 i don’t know how to react to this information
username2: i’ve seen this guy all of my FYP… he’s hot!
↳ usermame3: he’s even hotter now that he’s admitted to being a fan of Y/N!
username4: A NFL QB LIKES K-POP?! WHAT UNIVERSE TIMELINE ARE WE LIVING IN?!
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WORLDWIDE_Y/NUPDATES: Y/N’S INSTA-STORIES
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username1: this is the first time Y/N has acknowledged a celebrity when they say they like her music 😳
username2: the kissy face and pink heart emojis 😶
username3: nice choice of emojis @.yourinstagram
username4: as a burrow girl and a Y/N fan… i think i might pass out seeing my two faves interacting 🫨
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lovely_Y/N09: LOOK WHAT I SAW ON TWITTER?!
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username1: WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT… WHAT?!
username2: now i understand why Y/N decided to acknowledge that Joe Burrow listens to her music…
username3: Y/N IS A BURROW GIRL?!
↳ username4: i didn’t even know she liked american football… who introduced her to the world of sports?!
username5: i want to be a fly on the wall when Y/N found out that Joe Burrow listens to her music.
username6: this is the wildest thing to happen in the K-Pop World in a very very very very very long time 😳
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yourinstagram: Night Two in New York!
Thank You So Much… I Love You 🤍
being able to perform multiple tour shows at Madison Square Garden is an honor and i’m so thankful for the love and support you all have shown me on tour.
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thegarden: you’re always welcome at MSG!
username1: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
username2: i can’t believe tour will be over soon ☹️
username3: WE’RE SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!!
joeyb_9: you need to do a concert in Cincinnati.
↳ yourinstagram: new tour dates are coming soon 😊
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Author’s Note:
i used to be a fan of k-pop (i only listened to one boy group, a few girl groups, and a few soloists) so it was kinda interesting to combine one of my old interests with one of my new interests.
it’s been a while since i’ve published a requested Instagram AU, thank you all for the patience as i’m trying to catch up on all the IG AU requests that are in my Inbox at the time.
if you have a Instagram AU request, please send the IG AU request to my Inbox and i’ll try to get the requested Instagram AU published as fast as i can!
thank you all for the love and support! 🤍
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f1amboyant · 25 days
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Hi darling i'm here again to ask for the kiss prompts💗 i hope you don't get sick of me cause i have a feeling you're gonna be seeing me more often hahaha❤️❤️
"I really, really want to kiss you" + kissing in the rain & hand in your lover's hair for charlos😘
I have so many ideas running in my head for these prompts but can't find the right words to write a good fic so here I am asking one of my fave authors🤍🤍🤍
Hello, darling!
I'm not sick of your prompts, don't worry 🥰
I'm not sure this is what you had in mind with this one, but I hope you like it (I had so much fun writing this little fic).
Enjoy!
Read it on AO3!
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The demons crawled all around them, hideous creatures coming out from the shadows with too many legs and too many teeth. Ugly as ever, they growled, spitting poisonous ichor through their too big mouths.
Carlos barely flinched, nocking an arrow to his bow and aiming for the demons. He felt a firm presence at his back, as Charles took his place behind him.
He felt it in his veins.
In his heart.
In his rune.
In his soul.
Parabatai.
“Ready?” Carlos asked.
“I am more than ready, Carlos,” Charles immediately answered, taking out his seraph blade, the Adamas glinting in the night.
Carlos could feel his excitement, the thrum in his veins, the same rhythm in their hearts. One, two, three breaths, in perfect synchronicity. They didn’t need a signal to attack simultaneously. Charles jumped and Carlos let his arrow fly.
They fought as one.
Parabatai.
They prevailed as one.
Parabatai.
Carlos didn’t have the words to express how much he loved it, how much he could lose himself in Charles, only Charles, moving in harmony together. Truth be told, even if he had the words, he wouldn’t have said them aloud. What he felt was not something he should have felt for his parabatai. But how could he resist it? It was Charles.
Distracted by the turn of his thoughts, he glanced back at his partner, watching him, just for a second, as he twirled around angry sword in hand, slashing through demon after demon. Beautiful. Vengeful angel. Carlos’.
He was his.
(But also, he was not, and that was the problem.)
The demon caught him by surprise, charging toward him and flinging him against the nearest wall. His back collided with the concrete, punching the breath out of him and a cry of pain.
“Carlos!”
Carlos felt the twinge of worry from Charles in his own heart, as his parabatai charged the remaining demons with a newfound strength, exterminating them in less than two seconds. He was beautiful. Magnificent. A true Shadowhunter, in his purest form. Carlos was nothing compared to him.
(And he felt the unspeakable for him.)
Demons eliminated, Charles crouched next to Carlos, immediately taking out his stele.
“What happened? Are you hurt?”
He patted Carlos’ body, on his thigh, his torso, the side of his neck and even his jaw, stroking lightly on his cheekbone with a thumb. Carlos shivered. And it had nothing to do with the bruises on his back or the ankle he might have twisted on the impact.
“It’s nothing,” he said in a raspy voice.
But Charles didn’t listen. Eyes hyper focused, he lifted the hem of Carlos’ shirt with one hand, splaying his whole palm on Carlos’ hipbone, and yielding the stele with his other hand, drawing the pattern of the Iratze on Carlos’ skin. The healing power washed over him immediately. But the heat on his cheeks belonged to Charles alone and the fingers grazing the skin of his lower abdomen in the most tantalizing way.
That rune placement would truly be the death of him. He thought himself so clever when he drew it there, imagining how many times Charles would have to admire his abs as he activated the Mark. The only thing that happened was the too tantalizing touch of Charles’ hands on his body, every fucking time, so close to where he truly desired him.
It elicited very forbidden feelings in him.
Carlos bit his lip, trying to keep the small moan from escaping his mouth. Lucky for him, Charles didn’t seem to notice. Or he didn’t say anything. He looked up proudly at Carlos, beautiful eyes glinting.
“See,” he said with a confident smile (though his heart, Carlos could feel it, was heavy with something else). “You need me. You shouldn’t leave.”
He tried to wink (and failed) and Carlos fell in love even more than before.
Which was exactly why he had to leave.
“You’re not changing my mind,” he mumbled, finally getting up and shouldering past Charles before he could do something stupid.
Like saying he would stay.
Or like kissing his parabatai.
(Because he really wanted to.)
“Let’s go home.”
A home that wouldn’t be a home soon and Carlos already felt his heart breaking at the prospect. But it was the right thing to do, wasn’t it? His feelings for Charles were becoming more and more present. No matter how hard he tried, he could never suppress them. And expressing them? Impossible. What other choice did he have? He had to flee.
For Charles, he had to leave.
He couldn’t condemn him.
They walked home mostly in silence, speeding up their pace when rain started to drizzle lightly over their heads, and then heavier and heavier. It was properly downpouring when they got to the Institute but Charles stopped them before they could reach the wards. Pulling Carlos by the elbow, he dragged him between a few trees, hiding them from spying eyes.
“What are you doing?”
Charles crossed his arms over his chest.
“Why are you leaving?” he asked, no bullshit, staring straight at Carlos, peering into his soul.
Carlos mimicked him and crossed his arms too. Defensive.
“Come on, Charles. It’s raining, let’s go inside.”
He tried to move but Charles grabbed his shoulder and pushed him back into place.
“No,” he snarled, visibly angry (and Carlos could feel the heat boiling into his heart and his stomach, the emotions pouring from his parabatai). “Not before you tell me what’s going on, Carlos. We’re parabatai. Together or nothing, that’s what you always say. And suddenly you want to leave? I need to know why.”
“Charles…”
Carlos took a step forward, but Charles just planted a fist into his chest. Right over his parabatai rune.
“What’s so great about the Barcelona Institute?” Charles asked, almost pleading. The emotion tore from his throat and right through Carlos’ heart. Unbearable. “We’ve been here for years, we have everything we dreamt about.”
Carlos gulped down, thickly.
“I just have to leave.”
“Why?”
This time, Charles was the one to step closer, putting them so close Carlos could count the wet lashes on Charles’ eyes. The rain hadn’t stopped, but Charles wouldn’t budge before he got an answer. Something Carlos couldn’t give him.
His lips shone with rain, prettier than ever.
“Why do you have to leave?” Charles asked again. “If you want a change of scenery, I’ll come with you.”
“I need some distance.”
Carlos’ heart was beating so fast and so loud he could barely hear himself.
“Why?”
“You know why.”
After all these years, there was no way Charles didn’t know. Their hearts beat as one, after all. How could he have missed the fact that Carlos’ heart beat a new tempo, that he longed for more? So much more. Something that he could never have. And it was killing him (killing them both).
His eyes racked over Charles’ features, the sweet curl of wet hair mated to his forehead, his straight nose and high cheekbones, the piercing eyes that changed color with time and now looked stormy and dangerous and desperate. Carlos’ eyes dropped to Charles’ lips, pink and kissable.
Fuck! He almost made a move to kiss him. This. This was why he had to leave.
“You know why,” he insisted, voice going rough.
“No, I don’t,” Charles pleaded, angry and hurt. “Tell me why my parabatai, my forever, wants to leave me.”
And really. What could Carlos say but the truth?
“Because I really really want to kiss you.”
That finally shut Charles up. Finally, Carlos thought. Finally, Charles would know the full truth and reject him. It would be painful for both of them, and that was exactly what he wanted to avoid by getting away. But at least now, Charles would understand and would let him go without a fuss. Carlos only hoped the bond they forged as parabatai, not the one inked in their skin by a rune, but the one that naturally bloomed between them, would be strong enough that Charles would understand without reporting him to the Clave.
But Charles didn’t push him away (or punch him like Carlos could have thought). Instead, the fist on his chest unfurled and a warm palm spread over his pec (over his heart).
“Then what are you waiting for?” Charles whispered.
“To leave?” Carlos left out a humorless laugh. “My bag is already packed. I’m just waiting for my clearance and I’ll be out of your way, Charles. I promise…”
“Shut up.”
Charles’ hand suddenly moved, faster than when he fought demons, and went to the back of Carlos’ head, threading his fingers through thick black hair. Carlos felt the tantalizing sting to his scalp.
“I meant,” Charles said, panting, pulling Carlos closer, so close their noses almost touched. His blue-green eyes seemed wild, his hair completely drenched. “What are you waiting for to kiss me?”
Carlos’ heart leaped to his throat. This couldn’t be… No. Impossible. Charles couldn’t possibly mean it. And yet he felt the phantom of his parabatai’s heart against his own. And there was no doubt, no repulsion, no fear.
Just.
Love.
“Kiss me,” Charles said.
And so Carlos followed the pull of Charles’ hand, the pull of his heart, the pull of their bond drawing them ever closer, and he kissed him. Under the heavy rain, their runes ignited.
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ventismacchiato · 1 year
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some more btl headcanons bc why not lol(specifically kpop related *insert that one spongebob "when worlds collide" audio*)
ps this will include plenty of my beloved nugus so if you don't recognize a name that's probably why lol
obviously scara has his stuff already so I won't be listing it so I don't lose the dopamine too early
star is whatever we like
xiao is a diehard dreamcatcher fan, literally has been there since debut and probably has an almost complete set of photocards for everyone. cried when they won their first award. definitely does live reactions to groups music videos/dance practices on stream. other groups I can see him liking are craxy, nmixx and purple kiss, but also k-bands like xdinary heros and purple beck
aether probably isn't too into kpop tbh💀 he supports xiao in his dreamcatcher stanning but that's probably the only group he actually knows members and stuff lol. he definitely watches survival shows tho and spam texts xiao every elimination episode. doesn't keep up with the groups after the show ends. i can definitely see him stanning eunbi post-iz*one, he makes underwater his ringtone. also stans alexa and watched all of american song contest bc she was his pick during produce 48
jean probably listens to popular groups just bc she doesn't have much time to search out for any smaller ones. can see her liking red velvet, feel my rhythm is her favorite song from them. will listen to any group that any of the people in the au tell her about, and from them I can see her listening to iz*one and purple kiss
childe is payola(/j). no but fr tho, whenever his faves release anything ever he is collecting albums and photocards until he has complete collection. he's rich and so will travel to south korea to watch his groups at inkigayo and music bank so he can get broadcast pcs. he's not creepy tho and so he's on "friendly stranger" terms with most of the idols in groups he likes. at this point, it's a game with his fans to find him in the background of any photos of groups he likes leaving/entering a music show. can see him liking a mix of groups, so probably twice, aespa, cherry bullet, and loona
heizou loves any and all groups that have lore. pixy, loona, stray kids, etc. if they have some sort of lore, then you can count on heizou being a fan of them. probably doesn't collect all that much, he usually just buys one version of an album and accepts whatever photocards are in it like a weirdo. definetly does streams going through groups music videos/etc to look for lore and make theories
I can't remember anyone else and so I now present my theories lol
WHEN U SAID I WUDNT RECOGNIZE ANYONE I WAS LIKE DAMN BUT I RECOGNIZED EVERYONE U MENTIONED 😼 i’m just cultured like that
WDYM LOSE DOPAMINE TOO EARLY HELP
also i love this omg. i also don’t think aether wud be too into kpop, he only rlly knows things cus xiao talks about it to him and will attend concerts w him. i can totally see him eating up any survival show (he wud probably watch boys planet)
HEIZOU STANNING FOR LORE OMG adding txt to that list he probably does videos trying to dissect what’s going on
childe going all the way to korea for broadcast pcs HES SO REAL OMG 😭😭 he wud probably win fan calls and be super chill on them and when he’s at shows it turns into a mini meet n greet
kazuha probably listens to whatever heizou tells him he should but also he’s a music major so he probably does covers on the most popular songs he’s probably a keshi or DPR live stan or the rose like more soft songs yk
venti probably crazy about every group he wud be the type to decorate his lightsticks for every show and change his phone pc every other day
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tearh0seok · 1 year
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Ok so since y’all really liked part 1, here’s part 2 of my Wangxian figure skating AU spiral.
So they’re at a competition, I’m gonna say the Grand Prix Final cause it’s one of my faves. The bets are looking pretty even: it’s gonna be anyone’s game. Wei Ying only just scraped into the finals, to everyone’s shock. He was off at both the NHK trophy and Skate America, and rumor has it he was quiet backstage at both events. This unnerved Wangji, as in his whole career, Wei Ying had been called a lot of things, but never “quiet”.
Not that Lan Zhan cared. Nope. No sir. He didn’t care at all, especially not when Xichen would give him an update occasionally on what he’d heard from Jiang Cheng and Nie Mingjue (who’s relationship(?)with his brother Lan Zhan was trying to avoid talking about for as long as possible)
And anyway, Lan Zhan has enough on his plate as it is. He’s nursing an ankle injury from Skate Canada, when Wen Chao accidentally on purpose collided with Lan Zhan during warm up for the free skate. Lan Zhan still managed to win, running on pure adrenaline, but was now paying the price.
So now he sits rink side, warmed up and ready to skate, and as he watches Wei Ying skate out onto the ice his breathe catches in his throat. Cause Wei Ying is covered head to toe in all black, his blazer covered in rhinestones, his long hair slicked back, and tight leather pants doing wonders for his ass-
And as Lan Zhan watches the short program he realizes all the reports were right, because Wei Ying is not himself, at all. And it almost physically pains Wangji to watch Wei Ying mess up his first jump, a quad Salchow, because never in his life has Wei Ying messed up a Salchow. But Lan Zhan has to give it to him, Wei Ying gives a hell of a performance, effortlessly capturing the hearts of everyone within a 100m radius. The routine ends quick, but not quickly enough, and Lan Zhan’s heart hurts for some reason as he watches Wei Ying’s face fall when the music stops. He bows and exits the ice as quickly as is politely possible. He barely makes it through his own score, before he’s up and leaving the rink side area.
Lan Zhan watches him leave, pushing through the doors to backstage. He whips towards his brother, excuse on the tip of his tongue, but Xichen smiles at him and beats him to it.
“Go,” he says, an encouraging hand on Lan Zhan’s shoulder, “Just be back by the time Jiang Cheng’s program starts, you’re after him.” It’s not much, but it’s enough.
As he approaches the doors, Lan Zhan bites his lip, mind racing as to where to start his search for Wei Ying. However, it all falls flat as he pushes through the doors, and is greeted with the sight of Wei Ying 20 meters away, down the dark hallway. His head hangs low, standing face to face with a seething Yu Ziyuan. As he goes to call out to Wei Ying, he’s stopped in his tracks by a sound that makes his blood run cold.
*SLAP*
He watches Wei Ying’s head turn to the side, and his hands clench as he wills himself not to reach up to his own cheek. Lan Zhan sees red as he watches a tear trail down his now marked cheek. He almost doesn’t hear the words that come out of Yu Ziyuan’s mouth, but he does, and it’s enough to make him clear his throat, the sound rough, like he’s just swallowed sandpaper.
“You ungrateful disgrace! If we hadn’t plucked you off the streets-“
She stops at Lan Zhan’s sound, and turns with a fake, venomous smile plastered across her face.
“Lan Wangji, how pleasant to see you. If you’ll excuse me.”
She brushes past him, back out into the arena, and Lan Zhan watches Wei Ying slump against a wall.
He stares at the floor, as Lan Zhan approaches, mumbling softly, and it breaks Lan Zhan’s heart to see him so vulnerable.
“Sorry you had to see that, Lan Zhan, but it’s fine, don’t worry, it’s all out of love, really-“
He stops as Lan Zhan’s hand cups his face gently, lifting silver eyes to meet gold. Lan Zhan doesn’t know what he’s doing exactly, but he lets it happen.
“Prove her wrong.” He says, gaze strong and set on Wei Ying.
He doesn’t know what lies that woman has fed Wei Ying, but he wants, needs him to know that she’s wrong.
“W-what?” Wei Ying breathes, eyes wide and shining with fresh tears.
Lan Zhan steps back slightly, suddenly aware of his own, burning cheeks. He simply mumbles “Prove her wrong.” once more, before he sets off back down the hallway.
It’s silent behind him, and he worries that he overstepped, until he hears a soft giggle, and then Wei Ying calls after him, voice quiet but teasing all the same.
“Who knew Lan Wangji was such a softie under all that frostiness.”
Lan Zhan smiles to himself, not looking back, and in the most stern tone he can manage, mutters:
“Ridiculous.”
Lan Zhan’s short program is good, his ankle aches through the whole routine but he manages to get through it. He feels satisfied with himself at the end of it, and when he turns to leave the ice, he spots Wei Ying close to where Xichen and his uncle stand, clapping, lopsided smirk sitting beautifully on his face. As Lan Zhan passes him, he stops. Wei Ying whistles.
“I have to say, Lan Zhan, you might have me beat in the short.” He leans close, breath tickling Lan Zhan’s ear as he whispers, “but I’ll get you in the free.”
Lan Zhan walks away, towards the kiss and cry, ears burning, and he glares at his brother who hides a smile behind his hand.
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Wei Ying’s free program is a sight to behold. He places first overall, to the surprise of virtually everyone.
Everyone except Wangji, who suppresses his smile as the second place medal is placed around his neck.
Oh well. He can beat Wei Ying at the 4 Continents.
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And here’s what I imagine as Wei Ying and Lan Zhan’s short programs. Yes, they’re both Yuzuru Hanyu. No, I don’t care the man is a LEGEND.
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karlmarxverstappen · 1 year
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I see some of maxblr feeling down about max's WDCs being somehow "tainted" by controversies that are out of his hands and absolutely not his fault. Girls, don't even start.
Michael Schumacher's first WDC was won by him colliding into Damon Hill in the final race of the season, both cars retiring and him winning the wdc by default. It was a very questionable move but the stewards deemed it a race incident and michael was awarded the championship, leaving part of the fans fuming and Michael being vilified by the british media (rings any bells?). My guy was even dsq from the championship in 1997 because he tried the same move again with Villeneuve without success. He still is a 7 time world champion and the GOAT, no questions asked.
Before him, Prost took the championship by taking Senna out of the track in 1989 and in the next year Senna also took the championship by taking Prost out of the race, both of them in moves a bit sus to say the least.
My point is, people love to be history revisionists and pretend the heroes of the past were not cutthroat bitches and all involved in polemics of their own making. NOTHING about potential controversies in max's WDCs (plural, because 2022 is his) is his fault. He was faster, he passed them, he won.
If you're having a bad experience keeping up with f1 online I ask you for your own sake to consider leaving the internet a bit because that's exactly what the losers want, for you to feel as bitter as them when you should be celebrating your little driver man winning and finding joy in a dumb sport. I promise you, in the real world hardly anyone cares. I go to pubs watch f1 all the time and people are not as brain rotted as the social media bravest warriors and no one is frothing at the mouth about their fave being robbed by the evil dutch boy and writing letters about it (if you're british and this happens to you irl that's your own fault for being born there. jk. or am I?).
Max had two amazing championship deciding years and will have many more to come, and anyone who knows a thing or two about formula 1 - you know, niki lauda, jenson button, fernando alonso - saw that. In the future these crazy internet people will be just, well, dead crazy internet people long forgotten and Max Verstappen will still be a legend.
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galaxywarp · 28 days
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you've probably discussed these things before but idk so im curious: who is your favorite homestuck character? and which is your fave from each "category" like alpha/beta kids/trolls etc?
also have you finished it? i started reading like 2011-ish and stopped shortly after the gigapause but i wanna reread the whole thing one of these days.
being into homestuck back when it was ongoing was such a formative experience for me. there never has been & never will be another fandom like it imo.
Kanaya was my favorite because I first read Homestuck when I was about 13/14 and I was realizing I was gay and I latched onto her as a lesbian I could relate to lmao. I loved her and Rose and met one of my best friends on a Trollmegle chat room roleplaying as Rose and Kanaya. Me and her still are friends and I’m 27 years old now lmfao
Beta kids I’m kind of torn between Rose and Dave. Alpha kids I love Roxy. Trolls, I’m gonna say still Kanaya, but I also really like Karkat (and his friendship with Kanaya)
I would be curious tho if I re-read it, if my favorite characters might change now that I’m older!
I read Homestuck in full, every single page (including Intermission duh) when I first started reading — that is, i read it until I was all caught up. At the time I remember Jane had just been introduced. in other words, recently after the Scratch/alpha timeline
I kept up with updates pretty consistently after that but I can’t really remember when I dropped off. I remember Caliborn’s [Enter] animation which was amazing. But then I don’t remember much beyond Dave and Dirk’s deep talk and Vriska shenanigans
I definitely know I watched [S] Collide. But I don’t really even remember how Homestuck ended (if it ever did even end lmfao). I know John opened the door. I know they won
One day I hope to reread it!
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peachieflame · 1 year
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Do you have any ither zukka fic recs? I’ve been trying to discover some new good ones:)
Yess I love giving recs! A little warning tho, all the fics Im gonna mention are more than 5k+ words long cause I don't like short one-shots and a lot of them are multi-chaptered with over 40k+ words. Also I'll update this as I read and discover more faves!
Expand to see the list cause its long....
Lighthouse Beam: Sokka’s breathtakingly beautiful and he’s smart and makes other people laugh. Zuko has a half-burnt face and a deaf ear. It’s not rocket science. Or, Zuko falls in love with the boy in his Philosophy class.
🍑: I really like college/highschool AUs and even more zukka fics where Sokka is actually described to be smart. Sokka is one of the smartest characters in the whole show Idk why he's been branded as a dumb, dense character by the fandom. Anyways, loved that this fic had Zuko being the one to fall first as-well.
In the Soft Light: As the newly appointed cultural liaison to Northern Water Tribe, Zuko is the first Fire Nation Citizen to step foot inside the city's walls in nearly a century. He's determined to prove himself—to the Fire Lord and to his father—even if the Water Tribe's spirit-touched prince seems to want nothing to do with him. Or Moon Spirit Sokka AU.
🍑: Enjoy this authors' writing style, really engages me in the story. Also ahhhh fanfic based on my moon spirit Sokka... im very grateful 😭. I didn't include this one in an ask about moon spirit sokka au cause I hadnt known about it at the time but now I reread it whenever I can.
7 Things We Did (and Probably Shouldn't Have): How Zuko and Sokka collided through ill advised means—or approximately seven (7) acts—is beyond them. In just a year, they will trudge through the unorthodox conquests of youth (see #2: The Late Acquisition of 2 gallons of Arizona Peach Iced Tea) or capitalist schemes (#5: Bought A $4,550 Jacuzzi). But how they manage to Allow Aang to Become Vegan (#1), Host The Mr. Teen Universe Contest (#7) and, um, Set The Classroom on Fire—Again (#6) to eventually fall for each other, is still a mystery to them.
🍑: Although this one hasn't been updated in almost a year, the 2 chapters that are posted is some of the most fun I've had reading a fanfic! I admire the coding put into it so that it has a creative, unique structured. Also cute little things like the scrap paper or the scrollable email box (which blew my mind when I first saw it, I didn't even know it was possible to code something like that) just engaged me more in the writing.
Kiss Me To Just Shut Me Up: Zuko proffers the card, and Sokka takes it, their fingers brushing. Sokka tries to cover up the way he shivers at the contact by turning the card over and squinting at the text written on the front. Zuko Sozin. Tattoo Artist. The Jasmine Dragon. A single dragon curls around the characters in red ink. — There's a new tattoo and piercing shop on Ember Island Beach.
🍑: Oh beau... you're so multitalented. This was the fanfic I was recommending to everyone that bought a zukka print from me at cons like I had no shame I just wanted everyone to read Beau's amazing work. And you all should read it if you havent yet.
Five Times Zuko Wanted to Die (and One Time He Didn't): “Sorry about that,” the voice says, and suddenly the curtain has been pushed aside, and Zuko is speechless. “What can I help you with?” He stares. “Um— ” The boy has to be around his age, he’s sure of it. He’s got the most perfect tan face Zuko has ever seen, with blue eyes so brilliant it’s hard to form words. Or the college-age AU in which Sokka fixes watches, Zuko struggles through engineering, and everyone's nervous about the cute boy from the jewelry shop.
🍑: Modern settings fics that aren't like cafe/barista AUs are kind of hard to find (or at least ones that I like cause im picky) so I was surprised to see this one! Again it's an enjoyable fic where Zuko is smitten first and Sokka is not written as dumb. I also remember wanting to draw fan art (one of the scenes) so maybe I'll go dig that sketch up and finish it.
At the Top of the World: Zuko is sent in disgrace to Alaska's Northern coast to ensure nothing stands in the way of Sozin Oil Company’s new offshore drilling project. He is willing to do whatever it takes to make his father see he’s worthy, even if it means fighting against the one person he's met who actually seems to give a damn about him.
🍑: I'll never shut up about this fic, its beautifully written, well paced and realistic characterizations. As an Indigenous person this fanfic tackled Indigenous struggles better than any other fanfics I've read so far and it shows the author did their research. ATLA fandom tends to sweep aside Katara and Sokka's indigenous identity a lot. It's even more frustrating when most fics acknowledge colonialism and racism and yet brush aside Indigenous discussions or theory because they're either scared of touching the topic or don't care. Even fics that do mention their Indigenity is brushed aside with surface level discussions you can tell the author is just parroting from whatever twitter thread they skimmed. Im definitely not saying that fanfic should be an educator for social political issues or that it should be written in a way that it could replace theory for whoever stumbles upon it. Im just baffled that so many authors will mention colonialism only to explore it's effects on Zuko and not the actual Indigenous characters.......... that's all.
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randomfoggytiger · 9 months
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React: "Return to Me" (from the POV of Someone Averse to RomComs, Part II): I Become a Bonnie Hunt Fangirl
Continued from Part I (see here)
Minnie is saved!
Um... Bob's not doing too well. He wants to walk the dog. Charlie has already walked Dog (my muse from Part I.)
"Okay. Thanks."
Charlie's following him around but he respects Bob's unspoken need for distance.
Charlie's really taking it hard but I know Bob's going to have an epic meltdown once the ice thaws (to loosely quote Grace Kelly's boyfriend-character Mark in Dial M for Muder "later you're going to have a beautiful cry.")
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Ohhhhhhhhh, got it. The dog (Mel? ...still better than Bob) waits by the door for Jane Bennett every time.
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They kicked up the 90s slow memory sequence.
And Bob's crying.
Okay, he's really crying.
Okay, I dig this.
Bob, you've endeared me to Bob. I shall lay "the bit" to rest in peace. ...With Elizabeth.
Look, I know that was a low blow, Bob, but it had to be done.
Old grandfather prays to his favorite battle saint for Minnie's heart.
Bonnie? the mom friend is an actual mom wrangling her entire family, including the older generations.
Old grandpa Marty is devoted to his candle and prayers.
More 90s slow mo--
I was going to say this reminds me of the 90s slow dance slow mo sequences I typically think are in romcoms and now it's back to Bob while he continues to sob on the floor as Mel (who is no longer my stand-in, I suppose, you can't come back from a name like Mel) sits there, unfazed.
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Oooh, look--
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beautiful shot.
Grandpa is the only one awake-- prayed that heart back to life.
And the camera goes back to Bob when the heart starts beating again, waking him up.
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Coincidence? With Tuscany and vacations and romance to be had???
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Minnie Driver's painting. Good for her representing the artistic girlies.
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Old men bonding over music while grandpa keeps an eye on his granddaughter. Is this how we and our mutuals sound?
Methinks he will sniff out the jig and bring all the pieces together by the end (because there's got to be a 3/4 misunderstanding, right?)
I like how casual Bonnie Hunt's style is-- it's a gentle, lived-in world.
Grace, as we shall now call her, bikes in the street with kids-- not, as her grandfather cautioned, on the side of the road.
Doctor's appointment!
"Oh, of course I'm happy. What else am I going to be?"
..................Yeahhhhhhhhhh, you're not happy.
Grace: saved from death, still insecure about her scar, and slowly bumping herself back to life. An imperfect survivor, a normal human.
A mood.
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"I'm alive and someone else is dead." A mild form of survivor's guilt, I see, I see.
"He's a great listener" was a great joke.
Bob is grumpy and determined and driven I see.
Two morbid souls will collide at the zoo over the rubber monkey enclosure, I reckon.
Another girl, another mood:
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It's been a year and friend Bonnie finally convinces her to mail the "thank you for your heart" letter.
"Okay, everyone clap for Auntie Grace, she just mailed a very important letter." Amazing.
Bonnie shoving everyone past the construction workers was also amazing.
Bonnie's a fave (and love that she gave herself-- if this is the same Bonnie-- a great role that doesn't outshine the main leads. It's respectful and kind.)
Bob still obsessively guards Jane Bennett's memory.
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The heart's pumping again. Pumpity pump pump.
Bow chicka-- nope, they missed each other.
But Grace felt something and highlighted that her heart beating didn't hurt (hmmmmmmmmmmm foreshadowing.)
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I CALLED IT the gorilla's doing the hand thing that he used to do with Jane Bennett aka Elizabeth... lastnamehere, ahem ahem.
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Bob's mad and tells off a boardroom.
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"I'm here because of my wife. You got it?"
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Thank you for that shot, Bonnie.
I'm becoming a big Bonnie fan, as you can tell.
Charlie is setting his man up with a date only a year later after he tore apart a boardroom AND is working his men overtime for his late wife??? ...Charlie, my man, you're going to have to work miracles. You should meet Minnie Driver's Catholic grandpa, he'd adore you.
Wait, Charlie's a vet? Oh, wait, yeah, he works at the zoo.
Introducing new kid on skates.
"Look at you! Where are you going?"
"I don't know!"
This is the quality content I hoped for.
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Skates boy holds down the fort-- a valuable guy.
"C'mon, pal," Bob chastises since Mel won't kick the "wait for Elizabeth" habit. (In the first part I likened the dog to be my self-insert. This dog is nothing like me, and I am immeasurably disappointed.)
Subtle touch of immense irritation at someone knocking on the door.
Is it time to reenact how happy he was compared to how mad he'll get at Mel now? The set up and payoff?
Here we go.
"Eat back here like a normal person--"
Chuckle worthy, but also.
He softens up; but the dog doesn't budge too much.
"You made it halfway."
That's the theme I'll bet.
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"You gotta snap out of it, buddy."
This makes Bob reflect, and he decides to kick some of his own Pavlovian responses-- and ends up on a truly horrendous date.
At least, I know that part's coming up and I'm pumped.
The old men's song convo comes back: they were selecting music for their restaurant. Nice touch.
Grandpa surprises her with tickets to Italy to paint cuz he was staring earlier at her painting earlier and it's these little moments that make me repeat words like "earlier" too frequently.
The waitress lady missed Grace's initial reaction and is put out. The banter is epic.
And Angelo talked the grandpa into it and Minnie knows this and thanks them all in a way that reflects their separate bonds. Good storytelling.
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Angelo set her up with a hair transplant man (reminds me of a joke Bill Burr? told about stapling ants to your head for vanity's sake.)
Angelo's taste in vacations? Top tier.
Angelo's taste in men? Absolute bottom tier... though the guy's cheerful, so there's that.
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I love this.
I don't even need a romance at this point I just want to watch the two live their separate, slowly recovering lives.
Enjoy!
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scatter-the-stars · 5 months
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fic writer 20 questions - ask game
I was tagged by @bitbybitwrites Thanks!
1. how many works do you have on ao3?
68
2. whats your ao3 word count?
1,160,101 (WOW! Didn't realize it was that many.)
3. what fandoms do you write for?
I've written fics for Glee, Shameless, RWRB, and I'm about to dip my toe into writing for OFMD
4. top 5 fics by kudos
1. Collide 2. How Kurt Hummel Loses His Virginity (But Accidentally Falls In Love In the Process) 3. Stay With Me 4. Jump 5. Some Day My Prince Will Come
5. do you respond to comments? why or why not?
No, and I always feel terrible when I don't.
6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
You Me Him If you've read it you know why. 👀
7. whats the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Probably Guard My Heart
8. do you get hate on fics?
Only one and it's You Me Him. I knew going into that story that people would get mad at me for what I did. But I stand by my decision and choices, because they make the most sense in the story.
9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?
Yes. If you've read my stuff then you know.
10. do you write crossovers? whats the craziest one youve ever written?
No.
11. have you ever had a fic stolen?
Yes.
12. have you ever had a fic translated?
I believe so. Not entirely sure.
13. have you ever cowritten a fic before?
No.
14. fave all time ship?
Um... I don't know if I can choose just one. There are so many ships I love, from movies to shows to books.
15. wip you want to finish but doubt you will?
Probably the several I have in my drafts.
16. what are your writing strengths?
Maybe internal dialogue. I love exploring a person's thoughts and feelings.
17. what are your writing weaknesses?
Grammar and punctuation are some things I need to work on.
18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?
I try not to do it since I have no knowledge of said language and don't want to get something wrong. But if someone is fluent in another language and wants to include it, I say go ahead. (My only gripe is when a translation isn't provided somewhere.)
19. first fandom you wrote for?
Glee
20. fave fic youve written?
I've said it before and I'll say it again, my fave fic I've written is Rain and Vanilla and Sunshine. I actually go back and reread this every once and awhile.
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mister-eames · 7 months
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@elleeffsee Ok but now I need how they get together and all the feels 🥺 please?? I beg you 😭
Gosh there are so, so many ways this could unfold (and why we have a breadth of so many great fics!). I've imagined it one hundred different ways!!! If I could describe my perfect scenario, I think of how messy these two individuals are, and how seriously they feel about each other and my mind goes rampant.
There is a line I think about so much in one of my fave fics (Mutually-Assured Seduction by laceymcbain) that says about Arthur and Eames getting together: "I thought it would be like watching tigers circle. It's more like circus clowns on those tiny bicycles."
I think it would be a lot like that.
My go-to is always forced proximity. Forced to realise what they have together, what they could have together - what they are at risk of losing now that they've had it for a while. Whether that's fake/pretend relationship, being stuck in a safehouse/stuck sharing a living space for work. Or literal forced proximity, like being stuck in a cupboard.
And there is a moment of intimacy - of kissing, finally getting there hands on one another and have you ever felt a certain way, when you love someone and they touch you, and you know your body is not the same as it was before? It will take an entire shedding cycle of your cells for you to feel like yourself again.
They've already crossed that threshold of doing it once, right? Like ripping off the bandaid - the scab they've been trying to protect is now exposed so if they do it once again, what's the issue? And then what's the harm in doing it again - ?
Suddenly it becomes more than just something that sets your skin on fire - it becomes a source of comfort - to yourself, and to the person you're touching, the person you're kissing - when you share an intimate moment to make someone else feel better, to feel appreciated, you're already in love, friend, and now you've got receipts all over your DNA that you can't cash in. And maybe Arthur and Eames get into an argument over something stupid at that point, they've been living out of each others pockets enough to get comfortable to fight over something petty like dishes that haven't been soaked or wasting electricity or the thermostat settings and it blows up into something else entirely, something deeper and more serious, it becomes a shouting match and one yells "if you don't like it, you can just leave!"
And the other does, they're gone for five hours, or a day, and it doesn't matter because its long enough for the heart-wilting, nauseating realisation that they will never get this thing again with the other person, and god they're so fucking stupid for thinking it could ever just be a handful of kisses, of touches, that their feelings would not influence how they hold each other. They go back, to finish the job, expecting to be heartbroken all alone, to carry on like coworkers ---except their bodies know each other so well, they could come back together and meet in the middle even with their eyes closed.
And they nearly do, colliding in a heartfelt, near violent kiss, clutching at each other as if trying to imprint the other person the same way they have them. People who don't have feelings for each other don't kiss like this right?
Yeah.
THAT BEING SAID aha I do also love the very quiet ways in which they get together. Man meets man, asks him to dinner, and there they have been together ever since. They just have a quiet, solid relationship from before the movie all throughout it.
They're just amazing, these two. They can do it all!
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OI! I want to know what your favourite episode(s) of criminal minds are and why. Please and thank you.
this ended up being longer than i meant but could have been so so so much longer because i am insufferable. it also lowkey began as just eps where emily looks smashin but then i thought of more things
right, so all time fave ep is probs s15 ep4 because it's FUNNY, it's nice, it's lovely and i love it. also:
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wine drunk emily, emily and her doughnuts and her breath mints and the temily content etc also spencer is almost bearable in this ep
another is s3 episode 14 - the one where it's about that old case of rossi's (even though i don't like him) - i just seem to like when there's proper content on the characters outside of just them at work. ALSO, it is probably one of my favourite emily lewks that exists - the OUTFIT, the HAIR, absolutely top notch:
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i also really like 'minimal loss' which is s4 ep 3 because it's just good and she gets beaten up so it's sad but like she has a lot of screen time
and then OBVIOUSLY every single episode including any content of the doyle arc because drama and emilycentric
honourable mention is season 3 ep 7 because she wears such a lesbian outfit like-
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the episode 'demonology' - sad emily and her religious trauma, also the quote from 'the dead' by james joyce "i think he died for me" - two worlds collide bro bc i love that story and also her obvi AND:
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another episode (idk which it is) that i like for the case and also for the line that the woman says to emily about her monster being dead "your monster's dead, i have to live with mine" because like emily is my baby and i love her and she's a trauma queen and it wasn't acknowledged.
i actually also really like the season 7 finale but especially the last line that emily speaks as the outro quote. it's when she leaves to go to london which obvs is sad but yknow 'i always heard every ending is also a new beginning, we just don't know it at the time, i like to believe that's true."
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onirislanding · 22 days
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10 First Sentences
So late with this but thank you @carbonbased000 and @wormdebut for tagging me. If you haven't already done this, consider yourself tagged!
Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!
Eddie isn’t sure where he’s going in life. (Catch My Soul, WIP,)
Lover’s Lake doesn’t have a whole lot of sex appeal anymore. (upon a savage lake, make no mistake i love you)
Eddie comes to with a start. (A Storm I Called You)
The whole bar is fairly dark since the front window is completely blacked out, but the backroom is even darker, with just a few hot pink bulbs illuminating the scene.  (Cross My Heart, They’ll Never Catch Us)
Steve wakes to the sound of the study door clicking shut. (My Fave, Undressing in the Sun)
They run out of the inverted Creel House and onto the front landing. (In a Black Sky, Where Your Dreams Collide, WIP)
A weird thing about visiting Max is how little things change. (I Walk the Distance in my Mind, WIP)
The voices have a blunt echo at first, like they’re in a locker room. (Until the Spirit Untangles Itself)
Parties are different now. (When You’re Shaking Your Good Frame)
The lights surge, Jonathan’s boom box shorts out and Eddie screams, bolting upright. (Boxing for Sky)
Patterns? It looks like I drop readers right into the action, not a lot of ambiance. This makes me want to start more fics with dialogue. Also, I write from Eddie's POV more than I realized!
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