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2x4swrites · 5 years

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a THIRD Face/Off fic, apparently. More about the Troy brothers bc that’s just the kick I’m on

Castor killed his first person when he was thirteen years old.

Remorse is not an emotion he feels, not since he first felt blood seeping between his fingers as bone and brains squelched under the relentless pounding of the butt of his father’s handgun, little Castor Troy putting as much force as he can behind the blows.

Pollux Troy was born when Castor was six. Caz was ten when their mother died, choking on her own vomit; Pollux was four. He didn’t really remember that day, no child could, but Castor reminded him often enough of the promise he made that it stuck: as long as Castor was alive, he would make sure nobody laid a finger on his baby brother. He’d gripped Pollux’s frail shoulders and sworn the only oath he’d ever keep with as much integrity as a ten year old could possibly muster up. His brother, with tears streaming down his still-chubby cheeks, had nodded solemnly and used the sleeve of his bright orange shirt to wipe their mother’s vomit from Castor’s chin.

Pollux Troy had stopped crying the year before their mother died. When Castor had given up on trying to resuscitate her was the first time in a year he’d seen his brother’s tears. It would be the last for another three. He’d only loved two people, and one, the kindhearted buffer between them and the man who’d fathered them, was lying dead on the floor. Castor takes Pollux’s hand and leads him home; the hospital staff can deal with the body of the innocent woman they’d refused to save. Their father ignores them that night, but the blessed peace doesn’t last. Their father had beaten the tears out of three year old Pollux, hard enough to leave a permanent dent beneath his baby brother’s soft curls.

Castor had gathered enough sharpness around himself to cut anyone who tried to touch him. He was no longer a target for their father’s blows, but Pollux was too-soft, too-smart, too-faggy. Too anything their father could come up with to degrade the boy who took too much after their mother. It makes Castor’s blood boil in his veins, but he knows they’d only be separated if the foster care system took them— he can’t allow that. Already whip-smart, he waits, letting the rage fester and rot every time Pollux creeps silently to him in the night to display new cuts and bruises. There are never any tears, not anymore.

The breaking point comes when Castor is thirteen, Pollux barely nine. Their father grabs tiny, bird-like Pollux by the back of his neck and throws him. His brother doesn’t make a sound, even when the sickening crack of bone fills the grimy kitchen. Castor can’t hear anything except the pounding of his heart in his ears. He grabs their father’s handgun from where it’s jammed between the couch cushions, leveling it and pulling the trigger. The bullet rips a hole in their father’s chest, the man falling to the ground with a thud Castor barely hears. He straddles the man’s broad back and grips the barrel of the gun, heaving his arms back and letting the butt slam down again and again, until their father’s head is nothing but jelly. The only thought in his mind is of how Pollux could have died.

Spattered with blood, eyes wide and manic, chest heaving, Castor looks at Pollux and his baby brother looks back, bottom lip trembling. He tosses the gun aside, gathering his brother tight against his chest and rocking him, back and forth, back and forth, until finally, something snaps. Pollux screams, shaking in Castor’s arms as every bottled sob their father had forced him to silence tore free. He screams until he can’t, and then he hiccups and sobs until he runs out of tears completely. When the house is finally silent, Castor Troy will set his first bone, ripping up his freshly bloodied tank top for a sling. Pollux’s cheeks aren’t chubby anymore, but Castor still takes his baby brother’s hand— Caz will lead him out of their father’s house, and they will never look back.

#face/off #face off #face off 1997 #fanfic #no ship #tw for: child abuse + descriptive violence + mentions of puke

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7joonie · 5 years

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fics I’ve read part 2 ♡

hi everyone! here is part 2 of my list of fics I’ve read and would recommend. like my previous post, they’re in no particular order and include lots of different ships and ratings. enjoy ♡♡♡

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those nights (when you crave someone to be there at dawn) by bellamees (yoonkook, rated M, 30917 words)

[“you put the blood next to the milk,” jungkook says weakly, lips against the skin just under yoongi’s ear. “like it’s normal.”]

au: vampires (vampire jungkook!)

tw: violence / gore, implied / referenced character death

i don’t usually read vampire fics but this one is GOOD GOOD GOOD

they’re so in love omg

lots of angst with some softness!!

lots of sexual tension

the smut in this fic is BEAUTIFUL *chef’s kiss* seriously it’s so good

the ending had me screaming into my pillow like WAS IT NECESSARY SSKSKSKSKS

read it

i wonder how i got by this week (i only touched you once) by pomegranitemilk (yoonkook, rated teen & up, 31507 words)

[“prometheus brought fire to humans and saved mankind. you brought fire, a different fire, to me and saved a piece of humanity i couldn’t.”]

au: hyyh

tw: suicidal thoughts, suicide attempt, depression

THIS FIC OH MY GOD

the angst, the sadness, the emotion, i really really felt that and it was so unbearably good

so much angst!!!!

yoongi is a blind pyromaniac, jungkook is sad sad sad

the symbolism in this fic is beautiful

typed in all lowercase and you know i love that

this fic made me feel so so so much, read it please

40,000 feet in the sky, I found you by MissterMaia (taekook, rated teen & up, 8428 words)

[He needed help, and in the deepest moment of his panic, he reached out to the only person he knew might hear him. “Make it stop,” he thought desperately, focusing so hard his head hurt. “Please, please, please, make it stop, I can't handle this, I can't, it's too much, I--”

“I'm here.”]

au: soulmates

so fluffy!! omg

in this au, you can speak to your soulmate telepathically

tae is literal sunshine

jungkook is scared of flying

pilot yoongi!!

so fluffy and cute, this fic made me so happy!!!

truth so loud (you can’t ignore) by thestarsabove (taekook, rated E, 72604 words)

[“One second you’re all over me, and then the next you’re just... not,” Jeongguk says, running a disgruntled hand through his hair. On some level, he recognizes he should probably stop talking immediately, but that’s not the level he’s currently occupying. “It’s confusing.”

Taehyung blinks at him with wide eyes, his lips parted in obvious surprise. “I... sorry,” he says quietly, hands twisting. “I shouldn’t - I’ll stop.”

“I don’t want you to stop,” Jeongguk huffs, irritated that Taehyung seems to be missing the point. “I want you to finish what you start.”]

canon compliant

this is one of the first canon compliant fics i read omg and it killed me

so much pining!!

IT HURT me so bad but has a happy ending

soft, but when the angst shows up it SHOWS. UP.

good smut with feelings *chef’s kiss*

honestly it’s a taekook classic, read it!!

choking on fantasies by brokentransition (jikook, rated teen & up, 24017 words)

[“This is where I should have noticed,” Jungkook thought as he glared at the swing set he had flown off of months ago. “How was I so oblivious?”]

au: hanahaki disease

tw: major character death, some blood / gore, body horror

ah, yes, i am a sucker for hanahaki fics because i love subjecting myself to pain!! and this one does such a good job hurting me

angst angst angst angst angst angst

just straight up tragic

the ending hit me like a brick, oh my godddd

i’m so sorry!!

same damn hunger by marienadine (sope, rated E, 40468 words)

[“Jesus fuck, Hoseok,” Yoongi chokes out, trying like hell to hold still. “Jesus fuck, where the fuck did you—”

“Don’t be too loud,” Hoseok murmurs. “Namjoon will fuckin’ murder us if he catches us in here.”

“Fuck Namjoon. Seriously, fuck Namjoon.”]

au: college / university

friends with benefits to lovers

slow burn

misunderstandings

drunken fun times & recreational drug use

this is one of the most realistic college aus i have ever read!! i love it

the smut is so good good good!!!

bangtan friend group!!

happy ending

ghost story by mindheist (taekook, rated E, 19729 words)

[A ghost’s kiss is sometimes sad. Sometimes it hurts. Sometimes it’s filled with all the love in a lifetime.]

au: non-famous / normal life / modern with historical flashbacks??

tw: death in detail, violence, homophobia, mentions of death / afterlife

this fic made me laugh and cry omg it was a rollercoster

sadness and some softness

the ending was so GOOD and left me thinking about it afterwards for a long time omg someone please make this into a movie

my heart hurts

i really cried, oh my god it’s so heartbreaking

the author is so talented and tells the story with such good description, i could really see it in my mind’s eye omg

it’s so good, just read it okay?

anchor me, in stars. by hereigoagain (taegi, rated E, 25867 words)

[Yoongi gestured at the ocean below them, the sky above them. The stars, the moon. “It’s—it’s like we’re in space.” He bit his lip, leaning back a little, not quite sure when he’d straightened. “It’s fucking beautiful.”

He peeked at Taehyung again. Taehyung was still looking at Yoongi.

Yoongi’s lips twisted a little, a smile he tried to fight as he pushed Taehyung’s shoulder. “Don’t even. Don’t.”

Taehyung smiled. With the way the moon was shining, his eyes really were glowing. “You’re fucking beautiful.”

“I told you, don’t,” Yoongi groaned, but he was fully grinning now. “You giant fucking cliché. I’m going to puke over the side of this boat.”]

au: non-famous / normal life

the smut in this fic is so good, oh my god

exhibitionism, voyeurism (jungkook), lots of dirty talk

fluff too!!

tae is rich but this is not a sugar daddy au

they move fast, no slow burn here sksksks

i love this fic and it’s pretty filthy omg but also cute

with you, anywhere by fruitily (yoonkook, rated M, 9957 words)

[“even when you don’t know me, i still make you cry.”

when jungkook blinks, the tears fall. when the tears fall, they don’t stop falling. yoongi can see an almost-recognition, so painfully close to it but not quite, behind his eyes.

“i loved you,” jungkook says in between sobs, and he’s asking: didn’t i? didn’t i?]

au: hyyh

i feel a certain way about hyyh yoonkook and this is no exception

angst angst angst

so much love, i can feel it, the longing

happy ending

light smut with feelings!!!

ugh this fic really made my heart sing, read it please

sleep slow and dream awake themarmalade (namkook, rated E, 9270 words)

[It means something, maybe, that Jeongguk feels like home out here too, and at the noodle shop they stopped in before, and at the convenience store a few blocks down where they bought strawberry ice cream. Everywhere they went bloomed with Jeongguk's presence, painted in tones of him like daydreams in present tense, the same vivid comfort that grips his heart when he wakes to Jeongguk's weight against his chest, legs tangled in soft sheets.

Home anywhere, home everywhere. Home, maybe, even when they aren’t together, memories and anticipation enough to carry him around like a lantern in his chest.]

au: roommates

SO MUCH SOFTNESS AND LOVE

i love this fic so much, they are so damn cute skskskskss

domestic fluff

smut with feelings!!

cuddling and literal sleeping together

ugh i feel so warm when i read this fic!

please read, it will make you smile

love at first sigh by elemir (yoonmin, rated M, 4292 words)

[Yoongi’s glad to hear the sound of his neighbor’s voice again when he resumes singing, and thinks to himself that this is their first proper duet, their first real time singing together intentionally and huh, they actually sound pretty good.]

au: shower?? normal life

oh my god this is so cute

yoonmin are neighbors who can hear each other in the shower and they sing together!!

short oneshot that will make you happy

nirvana by syubology (jihope, rated M, 57207 words)

[There is really only one phrase in this world that accurately describes a Drunk Park Jimin, and that phrase is Thirsty as fuck – and not for alcohol.]

canon compliant

omg this is so smutty with some plot

drunk bangtan shenanigans

i’m sweating!!

i have died every day waiting for you (but loved you for a thousand more) by yasutora (jikook, rated M, 78277 words, unfinished / work in progress)

[“You’re hurting just as much as I am, Jungkook, if not more. And there’s something very wrong with that because it should not be like this. You’re not supposed to hurt like this.”]

au: soulmates, au: college / university

tw: implied child abuse, self-harm, suicide attempt

in this soulmate au, you can feel your soulmate's pain

the angst hurts so good

slow burn

it’s so beautiful i can’t wait for updates skskskss

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