ABUSE BRACKET - ROUND TWO: TAURADONNA VS FALLKOS
Propaganda is below the cut.
TAURADONNA
"Its hot. Mentor-mentee unhealthy codependant relationship. Blake was the only one who saw under his mask. They could have been a power couple that broke up over ideological differences but hate fucked every once in a while but noooooo. Blake waffling between adams way and finding her own. They could have been foils your honor. They could have been annabeth and luke coded. They could have been everything."
"Og problematic pairing!! They’re canon, they have history, she canonically maintained a crush on him and even doodled him in her notebook, and they look so damn good together."
FALLKOS
"Cinder was so down for Pyrrha she even keeps using her weapon to kill people. Peak Romance."
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Once
Summary: After deciding breaking up is the best option, Blake says her goodbyes to Adam. College!AU
Pairing: Blake x Adam
Word Count: 601
Warning: tones of an emotionally abusive relationship, nothing explicit.
A/N inspired by the quote from ASOIAF;
"I loved you once."
"Once." he said, so bitterly it made her shudder.
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The final click of her suitcase made Blake shudder. As she straightens, placing it by the door, she half turns her body, eyeing Adam as he sits on the couch. Chin in his hand, he stares at the tv, its volume low, and she knows he’s not actually watching it, not really.
“Adam.” She says, her voice stronger than she actually feels. He doesn’t move, his eyes trained on the tv, the glow from the screen bouncing along the bumps and ridges of his scarred eye.
“What.” His tone is flat, uninterested. Blake bites her tongue, shifting. She doesn't need to egg him on anymore than necessary.
“I’m all packed.” She tries, taking a few steps so that she’s standing beside the tv, willing him to look at her.
He nods but his eyes don’t leave the screen. “Okay.”
She waits a beat, nothing but the quiet hum of the tv engulfing the silence between them. After another moment she sighs, rocks her keys in between her hands.
“This isn't easy for me.” She says, and the sentence seems to snap him out of his trance. His eyes narrow as he finally looks at her for the first time that day.
“Oh?” he replies, his voice coiled like a snake. “You’ve made it seem like a walk in the fucking park.”
Blake’s brows draw together. “I-it isn't. I thought, really hard about this decision.”
“Would've been nice if you had clued me in,” he seethes, standing up and Blake grips her keys tightly. “Being as I am your partner and all.”
“Were my partner.” Blake corrects in a hard voice and Adam rolls his eyes at the technicality. They’re quiet again and he looks away, folds his arms. Blake looks down at her feet, worn-in converses that he had bought for her at a campus garage sale.
“We weren’t working.” Blake says quietly. Adam makes a growling sound from the back of his throat, and she straightens her posture. “You know that. All we did was fight and argue. It wasn't healthy.”
“Everyone goes through ups and downs.” Adam spits, turning his angry eyes back on her and she shakes her head defiantly.
“Not like us,” she replies. “I shouldn't have been scared of you.”
His mouth forms a thin line, doubt scattering across his features like a blush. He takes a step forward, his arms loosening from around one another.
“Are you still scared?”
Blake looks at him, takes in his blue eye and red hair and crisscrossed scar. And then she shakes her head.
“No,” she says quietly. “Not anymore.”
Adam shuffles his feet, sucks in a breath. “Good. I never… wanted you to be. I didn't mean to… do that.”
Blake feels her heart pang, and she places a hand on his arm. “I know.”
He glances at her hand, raises a brow before looking away. Blake drops her hand and takes a few steps to the front door, slipping her keys into her coat pocket. Gripping her suitcase, she reaches for the door knob but looks at him once more.
Adam is watching her with clouded eyes, his forehead knitted in frustration. Blake frowns, looks at the door knob and then back at him.
“I loved you once.” she says quietly. Adam lets out a soft breath, opens his mouth and lets it hang open for a few moments. Then his face shifts, becoming dark like a storm cloud, resentment crossing his features.
“Once.” he repeats, so bitterly that it makes Blake shudder, and when she opens the front door and walks out, she doesn't look back.
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tauradonna could've been so deliciously perfect if it was just allowed to be fucked up & haunting. they're ruined by the experiences they survived but the love they had was real, it was made between their teeth & moments of clarity grasped amongst the red. when blake leaves that betrayal is vicious & stabbing in his side, how could she.
the perpetual victimhood & caricature of abusive relationships by a company that perpetuates them on masse with no consequence is not only boring but laughable. give me the messy guts of two very traumatized people where it's either they're together or dead, give me the crabs in a bucket, the teeth clashing, the desperation of please don't leave me, not you too.
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