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youknowmevj · 1 year
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the darkling treasuring alina even when dying at the hands of the other
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her "boyfriend' breaking up just after she saved his ass
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seventfics · 1 year
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Happy birthday! Hope your day goes wonderfully ❤️ For your consideration: Dracula/Vampire AU, or perhaps one where Mal and Alina meet Aleksander before the whole Sun Summoner reveal (i.e. while still First Army soldiers)
Thank you. 💖
My consideration wishes for both scenarios written out now. I will always love a good vampire/Dracula AU, but an "Aleksander meets Alina/Mal before the Sun Summoning reveal"? Always better. Always funnier.
imagine you're the literal Darkling, General of the Second Army, 500+ year old emo, mommy issues sufferer, and you have a fling with 2 rabid raccoon shucks from the First Army. the humiliation. the bi panic. and then you have a Whole internal growth episode about how it's alright to love ordinary mortal people. get some therapy, adjust to your mommy issues, have some loving fun.
and then you find out the 2 people you're sleeping with are 1. the mythical sun summoner here to tear down the fold and 2. a human amplifier with incredible amplifier tracking abilities. the VINDICATION he would feel. "I knew momma didn't raise no cattle farmer lover. of Course the people i fell in love with are Exceptional and Amazing. My Taste in people is just superior, as always."
anyway, mal and alina form a united polycule front against his greedy little desires REALLY quick after that, lol
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biherbalwitch · 1 year
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One last thought on this before I force myself to finally read the books and make an honest comparison:
I LOVED the ending regarding Mal & Alina's relationship and that they're going their separate ways for now
bc as much as I love show!Mal & Archie put his everything into embodying that character and giving him nuance I still wasn't able to fully ship Mal & Alina. like yeah, they're cute and childhood friends to lovers whatever BUT he had nothing going on outside of her? Man's whole personality was "find alina, protect alina, serve alina, alina alina alina" he didn't have experiences of his own besides the trauma of losing his friends (while he was doing smth FOR ALINA smh)
so there's extreme co-dependency between both of them that's straight up holding them back at this point and I'm glad they addressed that and had them try and find who they are outside of each other's bubble (also please keep in mind that in the show everyone's in their 20s at least so it's not teenage decision-making, it's embarrassing)
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the-sweet-hibiscus · 1 year
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Idée Fixe Act I: Guilt
Chapter I
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Sometimes, when one has to face the consequences of their actions, one wonders if there's an easy way out. If there was some way to escape karma's cosmic eye. How easy would it be to turn around, walk out that door, and disappear into the ether? Go to the woods, and build a cabin. Those guys on YouTube, who used primal tools and stones in remote locations to build two-story bungalows and pools, made it look easy. She bets she could do it.
But then again, assuming she could do anything got her here.
Words : 2,097
Status: 1/13
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Unpredictable, Part 2-Limoreau x black!fem!reader fic
A/N: Thanks for all the love on the first part! I decided to use feminine and masculine pronouns to refer to Jordan when they are in those respective forms but they/them when referring to them as a person (it'll make sense when you read it). Also, I accidentally made it a slow burn.
Warnings: Drug and alcohol use, swearing, and sensuality.
Word count: 6.6k
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Getting ready to go out could be stressful but it was meditative for me. The extra care in the shower, paying more attention to how I applied lotion and other skincare to my skin, and taking my time with my makeup was like a mini therapy session. Twice’s “Moonlight Sunrise” filled my room as I carefully sprayed braid spray on sections of my scalp. When I was halfway done with my edges, my phone started buzzing.
E: Are u busy?
I quickly typed back, Kind of but what’s up?
E: Can you come by my dorm ASAP? M needs help getting ready 2 go out.
I nearly messed up my edges over her words despite my previous premonition. While the premonition did not have to come true or mean anything, the buzzing underneath my skin would not stop. Though I tried seven times, I could not get anything else about what would happen tonight.
If only you were stronger, a voice hissed in the back of my head.
It was irritating not being able to see what I wanted when I wanted but, that was a large reason I applied to Godolkin in the first place. This was the place where supes perfected their abilities, whether they got into the Seven or not.  So, with years of practice under my belt, I shoved all the thoughts deep down into my subconscious and texted Emma that I would be there in about twenty minutes.
As I was heading downstairs, Alina, and Sasha, the third and fourth most important sorority members, were laughing and talking in the foyer. They both wore white crop tops and dark jeans with wedges.
Alina spotted me first and smiled. “Y/N, looking as amazing as usual.” Her dark brown hair was flat-ironed to frame her sculpted face.
“Oh my gosh, is that a Blumarine dress?” Sasha gushed, green eyes boring into the pink ruffle halter dress I wore.
“Yes, I’m so glad that I found it when I did,” I replied.
When I finally got to face them, I somehow felt as though they were looking down on me even though I was a couple of inches taller than all of them. Their bright veneers could fool anyone and did so on a regular basis.
“Where are you off to? A date?” Alina asked.
 It was always easier to lie to them.
 “Yes, he’s taking me to that sushi place off campus I’ve been dying to try,” I affirmed.
 “Is it Andre? That would make so much sense, you’d be such a cute couple!” Alina cheered.
 Sasha stepped towards me and placed her French-manicured hand on my shoulder. “Remember, Y/N, it’s important to have fun but you are a representative of Si Chi and you must uphold everything that means no matter the setting.”
Despite the smile and warmth in her eyes, I knew that there was a viper ready to strike at any second.  
I smiled. “I would not dream of doing anything else.”
“Great. Besides, you have to use your connections wisely.” She turned and waltzed back towards her friends, the scent of her Juicy perfume fresh in my nose.
“Do you two have plans tonight?” I asked.
Alina nodded. “We’re going to meet a few of the Phi Beta Pi girls and go to a kegger at Alpha Tau.”
Sounds horrible.
“Be safe and don’t forget that you’re representatives of the house,” I called over my shoulder as I made my way out of the house.
Seconds after Emma opened the door, her face fell.
“Of course, you’re also going out with the Top Five,” she joked while letting me in.
“I can text Cate and see if it’s cool if you come,” I offered.
Emma shook her head. “No, I’ll be okay.”
I narrowed my eyes at her too-wide smile and overeager eyes. As good as she was at comedic acting, she was a horrible liar. It would have been nice if she could have come along too.
“Next time, okay?”
“Sure, if I’m not busy.” Emma flipped her blonde bob and I laughed.
Then, I turned to Marie, who was standing on the other side of the room, looking at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a pair of flared blue pants with platform boots and a gold jacket. It was something I was positive Emma wore to one of the many graduation parties she insisted on attending.
“You look good,” I complimented.
Marie jumped and turned to me, raising her eyebrows at me. “Thanks, and you look…wow, um, really good.”
My stomach flipped at her words, and I mentally shook my head as I accepted her compliment. “You look ready to me so why did you summon me, Emma?”
“Because I’m bad at makeup,” Emma deadpanned as she flopped onto her desk chair. “But, you’re good at the whole looks-like-skincare-but-glam thing.”
I turned to Marie. “You don’t need makeup, though.”
“Neither do you but, I thought I would put in a little effort,” she admitted.
“Ooh, are you trying to impress someone? Luke’s ass really is that spectacular,” Emma sang while wiggling her eyebrows.
“Shut up!” Marie yelped, eyes widening.
 I laughed at her response and she glanced at me, looking sheepish. “If you insist, come lie down.” I gestured to her bed.
Marie followed my lead and I forced myself to exhale as normal as possible as I straddled her waist. I set my makeup bag within a reachable distance and started rifling for products.
“Do you have anything on your face now?” I asked.
“Uh, soap and lotion?” Marie replied.
I almost dropped my Fenty highlighter and stared at her. “You don’t have a skincare routine?”
Marie shook her head. “Is that bad?”
“Kind of, and it’s unfair since your skin is good.” I slowly set the items I wanted on the bed and turned back to her. “What kind of look are you going for?”
“Can you make her look like Rihanna?” Emma asked.
 “I can only do so much with makeup,” I called back.
“Something like what you have would be okay. Nothing too much,” Marie requested.
“Fine, just know I can’t do the exact same thing since we have different undertones and coloring. Just relax.”
Marie nodded and closed her eyes. I zoned out a bit as I carefully applied primer and concealer to her face and dusted highlighter on her cheeks.
“So, who invited you out?” I asked as I applied a light layer of gold eyeshadow to Marie’s eyelids.
“Oh, Andre. I ran into him earlier tonight and we kind of stopped a crazy guy together,” she recounted.
“Wait, what?” I sat up and Marie opened her eyes.
“Yeah, there was this guy running around talking about not going back to the woods,” Marie explained.
“Someone was off their meds, I mean that as sensitively as possible,” Emma commented.
 “And Andre and I stopped him from hurting himself or anyone else,” Marie concluded.
 Knowing Andre, he was definitely going to brag about it for most of the night. We got along fine but his pride got the better of him sometimes.
“Well, it looks like you’re already proving you should be in crim with me,” I asserted.
 Marie smiled slowly and I urged her to lay back down so that I could finish her makeup. She nearly head-butted me when I started spraying the setting spray, but my reflexes were too quick.
 “Chill, it’s setting spray,” Emma joked.
 “Sorry, I wasn’t expecting that,” Marie muttered.
 “I’ll warn you next time. But you are officially ready to go.” I slipped off her bed and pulled my strappy heels back on. “I’ll pick up my makeup bag later.”
 “Sounds good.” Emma jumped out of her chair and grabbed Marie’s hands. “Please remember to have fun because you’re not just doing this for you.”
  Marie laughed. “Okay, I’ll remember that.”
  I pulled their door open with one hand and grabbed Marie’s hand with the other. “And I’ll remember to make sure that you don’t do everything Emma would do.”
 Emma quirked a brow. “So, there’s a chance?”
 I rolled my eyes at my friend and tugged Marie into the hallway. As we walked, we passed some rooms with loud bass heavy music, and some making noises that I did not think were humanly possible. One made it hard for me to contain my laughter and I let out a snort.
 “Wow,” Marie commented.
  I apologized quickly.
  “There’s nothing to apologize for; I just didn’t think you were capable of making a noise like that.”
  As I moved to playfully nudge her, I realized that our hands were still clasped together. How long had it been, twenty or thirty seconds? That was longer than I held hands with anybody. I carefully let go of her hand.
  “My bad,” I apologized.
  “No, it’s fine,” she insisted.
   Nights like these were nice since the campus was mostly empty, save for the handful of students boldly wandering around campus inebriated. There was the occasional excited scream or cheer during our walk to the parking lot. At one point, Marie and I had to high-five some drunk guys as they rushed past.
   “Do you ever get used to it?” Marie asked.
  “The drunk kids? It’s kind of required,” I answered.
  “I mean all this stuff.” Marie gestured to the campus. “Keeping up with everything must be exhausting.”
 “I guess you’re forced to if you want to be successful here.”
  A cool breeze whipped past us, and a chill ran from the base of my spine to the rest of my body. I folded my arms over my chest in a feeble attempt to keep warm.
“You sure you don’t want to go back for a jacket?” Marie asked.
“I’ll be fine, it’s what liquor jackets are for anyway,” I replied.
 “So, what should I expect for tonight?”
“Have you ever seen a Pitbull music video?”
 “Maybe once.”
 “So that mixed with molly, coke, and whatever they have on hand.” I turned to her and noticed the frown between her eyebrows. “Hey, you’ll be great tonight, everyone’s gonna love you.”
 “Not if Jordan’s a part of it,” Marie scoffed.
 Of course, Andre did not tell her about who was coming on this night out.
 “Try not to worry about them. This could be a chance for you two to get to know each other better,” I tried.
  Marie stopped and looked at me. “They’re coming tonight?”
 “Yeah, they are number two.”
  Marie groaned. “They better not ruin my night.”
 “It’s okay, Andre already likes you, Cate and Luke will like you too, and you have me,” I said, extending an arm.
  Marie glanced at it for a moment before looping her arm through mine and we continued our walk. It was a nice, peaceful silence between us and I did not know whether I wanted to break it or relish it. At home, there was no such thing as peaceful silence; just the calm before all the cursing.
  “Hey, Y/N,” Marie started.
   I hummed in response.
  “What’s your deal with Jordan?”
  “We’re…friends, I think. Last year, I didn’t want to go near them for the longest time, but Cate invited me to train with all of them once. After that, they were nicer to me.”
   Marie nodded. “You seemed really comfortable with them.”
   “It’s really fun to mess with them.”
   Marie looked at me as if I was crazy and I grinned in response. Jordan was always wound up and they could not always rely on drugs to decompress. I could not pinpoint when I started being more playful with them since it sort of started out of nowhere. At least they were receptive.
   “Your heartbeat’s picking up,” Marie shared.
   I exhaled, “I always get anxious before social stuff, even if I know everyone who will be there.”
  “That sucks. How do you deal with it?”
   “Alcohol, when it’s available, and dancing. My mom thought dance lessons would help me build more confidence than therapy. Plus, it’s basically guaranteed to be acceptable in any setting.”
   After a few more minutes, we finally reached the parking lot and I ignored the chill on my back as we approached Luke, Cate, Andre, and Jordan. They were all standing around Luke’s car, but Jordan and Cate were passing a joint while Luke and Andre were laughing. Andre was the first to notice us and grinned.
  “Hey, you made it,” Andre greeted.
  “Yeah, Y/N is a great guide,” Marie complimented.
  Cate smiled and handed the joint back to Jordan before walking over and hugging me. “It’s been too long since I’ve seen you. You look all grown up now.”
 “It’s been three months, Cate,” I laughed as I slowly pulled away from her. “I love the corset.”
 “Thanks, nice earrings,” she replied.
  “Y/N, are you trying to steal my girlfriend?” Luke teased as he approached us.
  I shook my head and couldn’t help the stupid grin that worked its way on my face. “I would never think about it.”
  His hug was a lot stronger than Cate’s, which made sense considering his ability. Despite his status, Luke was always nice to everyone, including Cate’s little mentee.
  Andre made quick work of introducing Marie to everyone and I stiffened when he got to Jordan. “Have you met Jordan?”
  Jordan narrowed his eyes at Marie. “Yeah, we’ve met.”
  “Are you going to reject me from this outing too?” she shot back.
  “Love too.”
  I wandered over to Jordan and put my hand on his shoulder. “Please play nice.”
 “I can’t promise anything,” he muttered.
 “Well, I like both of you and hope you can get along for a couple of hours.” I turned to Marie, mustering the best puppy eyes I could, and she smiled softly.
  “Fine with me.”
  Jordan rolled his eyes, agreed, and took another hit from the joint. He smirked as he extended it towards me. “What do you say, freshie?”
  “I am a year younger than you!” I griped.
  “And you’ll always be my little freshman,” he teased.
   “Anyway, a Si Chi girl would never be caught smoking or vaping.”
 “And you’re a good little Si Chi girl.”
 “I’m the secretary!”
 “As much as I hate to interrupt this,” Andre interjected, “I’d like to get the night started.”
 “How are we all gonna fit?” Marie asked as we made our way to the car.
 “We’ll make it work,” Luke replied as he slid into the front seat.
  Obviously, Cate took the front passenger seat, leaving Jordan, Andre, Marie, and me in the back. Jordan climbed in first, I followed him, Marie followed me, and Andre squeezed in last. I glanced at Marie and began pushing myself to sit on her lap when a strong arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me in the other direction. Seconds later, I glanced down at Jordan who eyed me expectantly.
 “Why do you look so surprised?” he teased.
 “I just thought it’d be easier if Marie and I were together,” I stated as Luke pulled out of the parking lot.
  Jordan took his time rolling down the window. Then, he took a hit and exhaled the smoke out of it. “Someone has to keep an eye on you.”
 Another shiver ran up my spine and I turned away from Jordan in time for Cate to hand me her phone, which was connected to the aux cord. As soon as I saw “Get Ur Freak On”, I hit play and handed the phone back to her.
 “Nice choice,” Andre complimented before taking a swig from his flask and handing it to me.
 I accepted the flask. “Thank you.”
 The familiar burn down my throat was almost comforting but that also could have been due to the top-shelf whiskey in the flask. When I sat up, I noticed Marie eyeing the flask in my hand curiously.
  “Want some?” I asked.
  “No, thank you,” Marie kindly rejected.
  “Did you just fail to corrupt a freshman?” Jordan rasped in my ear.  
  Reflexively, I swatted Jordan’s shoulder and assured Marie she did not have to do anything she didn’t want to. Fortunately, Andre’s whiskey helped dissolve the tension between the two, or maybe it was just my perception.
   Before I knew it, Cate wiped the host at an exclusive club downtown to give us a booth and as much champagne as we wanted. The place was as crowded as it was in my mind, filled with people, the strobe lights catching the occasional sequin or shiny suit. The music was so loud that it was hard to recognize the songs but I felt like my brain was swimming either way. When we got to our booth, Cate, Andre, and Luke sat on one side while I sat in between Marie and Jordan on the other.
   Seconds after we sat, a hostess in a tiny bandage dress set bottles of champagne and crystal flutes on our table.
  “I love your eyeliner,” I complimented as she began to walk away.
  She thanked me before disappearing into the crowd and Luke laughed.
  “How are you already drunk?” Luke asked.
  “I’m not, I’m just nice.” My argument probably would have been better if I didn’t trip over the “c”.
  “You did drink half of my flask, Y/N,” Andre pointed out.
  I opened my mouth in shock. “Well, it’s not my fault that these two,” I gestured to Cate and Jordan, “didn’t contribute.”
 Luke and Andre busted out laughing while Cate slowly rolled her eyes.
 “Leave her alone, Y/N needs to let loose,” Cate interrupted.
 “Thank you.”
  Luke must have gotten over his earlier comment since he poured three flutes of champagne and handed me one. Immediately I started sipping and giggled as the bubbles burst in my mouth. There must have been something in the air but I felt so light, like I would float away at any second.
   “Is that coke?” Marie’s voice dragged me back to the group.
   In that second, I noticed Cate hand a baggie of powder to Jordan and saw her eyes were slightly red.
    Jordan shook his head. “We did all the coke. This is molly.”
   Marie’s eyes widened and she glanced at me.
  “I can’t do uppers, messes with my powers,” I explained.
  “And we do not want a repeat of New Year’s,” Cate added.
  I bristled at the foggy memory.
  Luke leaned towards Marie. “I don’t really do hard drugs but I microdose shrooms.” He flicked the baggie for emphasis.
   Marie shook her head and smiled. “No, thanks.”
  “Aw, she’s so polite,” Jordan mocked.
  I finished my drink and pushed the flute towards Luke. “Leave her alone, she doesn’t have to do anything she doesn’t want to.”
  The last thing I wanted was for Marie to feel pressured into doing anything with them and me by extension. However, she was comfortable enough to drink and even showed off her powers a little bit. We were all in awe when Marie made a droplet of blood from a pinprick on her finger float into a tiny ball before disappearing back into her finger.
  “That’s badass,” Andre declared with a nod as he sipped some champagne.
  “Not bad, Moreau,” Luke added.
   Cate nodded her approval before doing some more molly while Jordan stared at Marie.
   “Come on, you can say it,” I fake encouraged.
   “Fine, she’s decent,” Jordan admitted.
   I leaned my head towards him. “See, that wasn’t so hard.”
   Jordan gently swatted me away and I laughed as I finished off my glass of champagne. Things were already going better than I expected. The night got even better when “American Boy” blared through the speakers.
   Immediately, I yelped as I jumped to my feet, Cate quickly joining with a mischievous smile on her face.  
   “We’ll be out there,” Cate said, gesturing to the dance floor.
    Luke quickly pecked her lips. “Have fun.”
   As I passed Marie, I grabbed her hand. “Come on.”
  She looked a little apprehensive but grinned as she followed me onto the dancefloor. It was warm and there were so many people to push past but it didn’t matter. The beat was infectious as I began to spin, arms above my head. My braids flowed around me as I tossed my head from side to side. In the middle of a spin, I felt a gloved hand grab one of my arms and pull me towards someone.
  When I opened my eyes, Cate’s big blue ones were staring back at me. Red rimmed her irises and her hands moved to my hips. We moved in time together and I couldn’t stop laughing as we did.
  “You’re welcome for saving you from that creep dancing behind you,” she yelled over the music.
  “You will always be my hero,” I gushed.
  She spun me and I giggled as I faced Marie. Marie was swaying to the music, eyes closed, but she looked blissful. My hands found hers and I pulled her to dance with me. She was not a bad dancer at all but I took the lead, swiveling my hips and bobbing my head. At one point, I wrapped my arms around her neck and hugged her.  Slowly, her arms wrapped around my waist, and I hummed at the warmth.
  Cate leaned over me. “Sorry, she’s an affectionate drunk.”
  I gasped but did not move. “I am not drunk!”
  “It’s okay,” Marie laughed.
  “Seriously, I’m not even tipsy,” I added. “I can move if you want, though.”
  “No, it’s fine.”
  The pit of my stomach suddenly felt warm and fuzzy as I danced with my two friends. I closed my eyes and giggled as the champagne bubbles carried my thoughts away. Was this what it was like not to think all the time?
  “Jordan can’t take his eyes off you.” Cate’s whisper jolted me out of my reverie and I pulled away from Marie.
  “What?” I uttered.
  Cate gave me a weird look and nodded her head towards the table. My eyes wandered in that direction and Jordan was staring back at me. Andre was the only one besides him at the table and he was busy flirting with the hostess but Jordan did not look at them. His eyes were like a hawk’s and I felt like a little mouse.
  “They’re watching us dance, it’s fine!” I shouted over the music.
  Cate shook her head. “He’s not looking at all of us.”
   As much as I enjoyed dancing to the next five songs, I could not get Cate’s words out of my head. This was supposed to be my night not to think about anything, but I could feel the rumination looming.
  But there’s nothing to think about. We’re just friends if we’re anything at all and Cate’s been on this since I joined the group, I thought, squashing any others.
  Once “Like That” ended, I let Marie and Cate know I was going to take a break before making my way back to the booth and plopping down next to Jordan.
  “Having fun?” I panted.
  “Yeah, but not as much as you,” he replied.
  “You should join us next time.” I huffed as I flipped my braids over one shoulder and sat up. “Where’re the others?”
  “Luke went off somewhere and Andre is making some girls suffer through his coin trick.”  
  “And you don’t have anyone you like?”
  I thought Jordan paused but he shook his head. “No, but you’ve been entertaining me.”
  Something jolted in my chest like I’d been shocked. I had another sip of champagne to get rid of the feeling and Jordan’s silver rings caught my eyes. Slowly, my fingers slipped over the ones on his middle and right ring fingers.
  “These are pretty,” I mused.
  “Thanks.”
  As my fingers continued slipping over the rings, he moved so that we were holding hands and a chuckle escaped me.
  Jordan’s eyes widened. “What?”
  “You have man hands,” I chortled.
 “Seriously, freshie?” Jordan sighed.
 “It’s true!”
  I couldn’t stop laughing at how his hand engulfed mine, but it was comforting in a way too. It took me a minute to calm down and when I did, my eyes found Marie and Cate on the dancefloor.
  “I’m glad she came tonight,” I said.
  “Yeah, she’s really nice,” he agreed.
  “See, not all strangers are horrible.”  
  “Okay, you were right.”
  I gasped and put my free hand on my chest. “I must be really drunk because you just admitted I was right about something.”
  “Don’t make a big deal out of it,” Jordan groaned.
  “I should’ve been recording because no one will ever believe that Jordan Li admitted they were wrong about something,” I cheered.
  Jordan shook his head. “Don’t let it get to your head.”
  “It’s already there.”
  I didn’t know how long I sat there, laughing and watching Marie and Cate dance. There was something fascinating about seeing Marie in the element and getting along with everyone. She seemed so…free but it was so genuine. How did she manage that?
  “Do you like her?” Jordan asked.
  I blinked and looked back at him. “Huh?”
 “Don’t play dumb. You’ve been flirting with her all night.”  “I have not! I’m being welcoming.”
  “Really, because I’ve never seen you look at anyone like you do with her.”
  “Are you jealous that I’m getting along with someone else?”
  “Why would I be jealous? You’re not going anywhere.”
  Something was off about his tone but I couldn’t put a finger on it. Why would Jordan say that? Marie was my friend and I’ve been treating her like a friend. Why would they care how I acted anyway?
  “I’m thirsty,” I declared.
 “You want me to get you water?”
 I shook my head. “I need Casamigos.”
 Jordan smiled widely. “You sure?”
 “Mmhmm.”
 Jordan stood, pulled me to my feet, and started leading me to the bar. Halfway there, they shifted into their feminine form, becoming even more adept at navigating the crowds. Once we got to the bar, she got the attention of the bartender and ordered the shots. At some point, I started bouncing on my heels as we waited.
 “Hi, Barbie,” a gruff voice sounded behind me.
 I jumped, nearly running into the bar. The man was tall and his mustard yellow suit washed out his pale skin and blonde hair. His smile was all wrong and made my stomach churn.
 “Um, hi, Planters Guy?”
 Jordan burst out laughing next to me, making the man glare at her for a second. She waved her hand in apology and turned towards the bar.
 “It’s Michael, actually, can I get your name?” he stepped closer to me.
 I opened my mouth to respond but Jordan answered.
 “She’s with me.” Her hand slowly slid to the small of my back and pulled me into her side.
 “What if I bought you a drink?” Michael offered.
 I glanced at Jordan. “Well, I guess that’s alright.”
 Jordan rolled her eyes. “Fine.”
The bartender set two trays of shots in front of us and Jordan and I each grabbed one and turned to Michael.
“Thanks for the drinks!”
 Once we got far away enough for him to hear, I burst out laughing and tried not to spill anything.
 “Works every time,” Jordan stated.
 “What am I gonna do when you graduate next year?” I mused.
 “Aw, are you gonna miss me?”
 “I’ll miss how easy it is to get free drinks with you.”
 My face warmed and I ignored the warmth in my stomach. Andre was waiting for us back at the table.
  “Jordan, why’d you change?” Andre asked curiously.
 “Makes it easier to get free drinks,” she answered.
 I plucked a shot from a tray and leaned on Jordan’s shoulder. “I appreciate them in both forms.”
 Jordan seemed to tense under the contact, and I leaned back up, wondering if I’d done something wrong. If I had, she did not act like it as she grabbed a shot and made Andre grab one.
 “Cheers to another year?” Andre suggested.
 “The year Y/N breaks into the Top Fifteen?” Jordan joked, raising an eyebrow.
 I grinned. “Who knows, maybe this is the year I take your spot.”
 “Ooh, bold, Y/N, I like it,” Andre cheered.
 “I’d be more scared if your punches didn’t feel like a kitten pawing at me.”
 “Just cheers!”
  She laughed as the three of us clinked glasses and did the shots. The tequila was smooth as it ran down my throat and I was practically buzzing as I went for the second one.
  “Whoa, are you sure you don’t want to slow down?” Jordan asked.
  “It’s fine, I ate before we went out, I’m not even tipsy,” I insisted.
  Around the third shot, Andre disappeared and by the fifth, everything was blurry, like one of my visions. I think I pouted at the thought.
  Then, the starting chords of “Standing Next to You” filled my ears and my body moved on its own, jumping to my feet.
  “Oh my gosh, they’re playing Jungkook, we have to dance!” I yelled.
 “Okay, calm down,” she said, setting down her glass and letting me pull her onto the dancefloor.
  My body kept moving on its own, body rolling and feet shimmying. The song was entrancing and I was lost in it, singing as well as I could. Jordan spun me a couple of times before pulling me closer and I laughed as I wrapped my arms around her neck.
   I couldn’t remember the last time I was this close to Jordan. She had such pretty features but her eyes were amazing, like molten pools of dark chocolate.
  “Thanks.”
  I gasped and clamped my hand over my mouth. “Oh my gosh.”
  “It’s cute, you like my eyes?”
  “Stoooop,” I whined.
  “Oh no, I’m never letting this go,” she teased.
  In that moment, I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me whole, but I did not get what I wanted. Instead, Jordan’s hands pulled me flush against them, fingers tapping against my hips.
  “Come on, you were so bold a second ago,” she whispered.
  “That was different,” I muttered.
  “But I want to know what else my little freshman likes about me.”
   Their mocking tone made my body heat rise and I did not know how to stop it. Even in their feminine form, Jordan was stronger than me and it would take a lot of effort to get out of their grip.
 “I’m not a freshman.”
 Suddenly, we stopped moving while everyone else around us was making out or dancing. Somehow, no one bumped into us and I wondered if there was some sort of invisible field blocking it from happening. My eyes wandered away from Jordan, glancing at the colorful lights and feathers on someone’s dress. That did not last long as I felt her soft fingers move a braid away from my face.
    I could hear my heartbeat in my ears as I turned back to her. Jordan seemed so soft as her hand trailed behind my ear before finally resting on my shoulder. Any words I could have said dried up on my tongue and I couldn’t think as our faces got closer to each other.
   Her woodsy cologne filled my senses, and I wondered what she could sense. Just as I closed my eyes, a terrifying scream broke through the crowd. When I opened my eyes, everything was a blur. At one moment, Jordan was in their masculine form and tugging me through the crowd. In the next, Andre was pushing me back into Luke’s car.
  Jordan, Andre, and Luke were yelling or talking but I couldn’t understand any of it. Cate seemed panicked in the front, but I had no idea what she was saying.
  “Where’s Marie?” I asked.
  Darkness overtook everything before anyone answered my question.
 The throbbing in my temples the next morning made me want to strangle George Clooney. My head weighed a thousand pounds, and it took even more effort to push myself up in bed. Thankfully, the curtains were drawn on my windows and only some rays of sunlight peaked through.
  When I was finally able to open my eyes, I noticed the bottle of Vought Water on my dresser and two aspirin. It was too early to ask any questions and I took the medicine and almost cried at the relief. Then, I did my best to walk to the bathroom without aggravating my spinning head.
  As soon as I turned on the light, I noticed the red and black jacket around my shoulders and gasped.
  This was Jordan’s.
  If they brought me home how messed up was I? I groaned at the thought and carefully hung the jacket on the hook on my door.
  My morning routine was plagued by all the possibilities from last night and what I’d said. I remembered vaguely gushing over Jordan’s eyes and dancing with Marie and Cate and…
   Almost kissing Jordan.
  How was I going to live that down? What had even come over me? It had to be the tequila and champagne. Thanks to that combination, Jordan was going to have material to tease me for at least a few months.
  After pulling on a baby blue short-sleeved fuzzy crop top and matching linen shorts, I slipped on my white Stan Smiths and went downstairs for breakfast. Per usual, it was buffet style with an option of fresh fruits, turkey bacon, steel-cut oatmeal, or toast. Sydney, Alina, and Sasha were the only ones in the dining room, all wearing matching Alo Yoga sets.
  I took the seat next to Sasha and forced myself to eat the oatmeal. “Good morning, everyone.”
 “Good morning, Y/N,” they all replied.
  “How was your night?” I asked Alina.
  “Fun,” she replied.
  “But not nearly as fun as yours,” Sasha commented.
  I stiffened and tried to cover it up with a sip of coffee. “What makes you say that?”
 “For one thing, you’re not ready to join us for Ashtanga yoga. Second, Jordan Li had to walk you to your room.” Sasha emphasized Jordan’s name with the biggest Cheshire cat grin on her face.
  “I’m glad you have such a good friend,” Sydney expressed, flicking a curly strawberry blonde hair out of her green eyes. “You always need those when Si Chi sisters can’t attend the same events.”
  “Thanks, I’m glad they’re my friend too.” I smiled as kindly as I could without side eyeing Sasha.
  Fifteen seconds passed before Alina broke the silence.
 “Did you hear what happened with that freshman last night?” she asked.
 Sasha groaned. “It’s been all over my timeline.”
 I frowned. “What happened?”
 “This freshman got caught off campus at a club,” Alina said as though it was the greatest gossip known to man.
  “Didn’t she save someone’s life, though? They had some kind of accident?” Sydney added as she popped a grape in her mouth.
  In that moment, the caffeine must have hit my brain because I almost yelped at the realization. We’d left Marie at the club last night, I had abandoned her. I grabbed my phone from my bag and started texting Emma.
 Y/N: Hey, did Marie make it back last night? Lost track of her.
 Emma responded back pretty quickly.
E: Yeah. She got a weird email from school. Ohw to Lamplighter.
My stomach churned and I willed myself to settle it. For a second, I closed my eyes and focused on Marie, but I couldn’t get a clear image of her.
 “Shit,” I muttered.
 Alina, Sasha, and Sydney turned to me, microbladed brows raised.
 “I’m sorry, I just realized that I forgot to read a chapter for a class today.”
   The girls may have said something as I quickly finished my breakfast and left the dining room, but I couldn’t hear them over my racing thoughts. Twenty minutes later, I was walking into the Crimefighting building with two iced coffees from Jitterbean in my hands and Jordan’s jacket slung over one of my arms.
  There were only a couple of people milling about the people, professors making final touches on lectures, and students cramming. I paid none of them any mind as I came across a sulking Jordan. They were in their feminine form and if they were hungover, they did not look like it.
  “Hi,” I greeted once we got close.
  “Hey,” she replied.
  “Um, I brought you coffee and your jacket as a thank you for last night. I heard you had to take me home and I’m sorry about that.”
  I handed her both items and she nodded. “It’s fine but you do owe me.”
  Her tone wasn’t as light as usual. Even when they were hungover, Jordan never missed an opportunity to go back and forth. This had to be about that almost kiss. As much as I wanted to avoid it, I had no choice.
  “About that, uh, kiss,” I whispered.
  “Don’t worry about it,” Jordan affirmed.
  “Are you sure? Because----”
  “Seriously, it’s fine, we were drunk, well, you were wasted but it’s okay.”
 They did not sound nor look “okay” and they spoke as if they wanted me to drop it as soon as possible. Earlier, I wanted to erase it from my memory but their response made me want to shrink into a corner. Why did I even care? It’s one issue resolved.
  “Okay,” I said slowly. “Anyway, have you seen Marie today? I can’t get in touch with her.”
  “No, I wouldn’t worry about it.”
  “Telling me not to worry doesn’t make it go away. I feel bad about leaving her last night.”
  Jordan glanced around us before pulling me off to the side. “You should’ve told her the risks before having her join us. You know none of us can get caught breaking the rules,” she hissed.
  “I didn’t think abandoning her would be a possibility,” I muttered.
  “She’ll be fine. You should know to look out for yourself by now, freshie.”
  For a moment, I narrowed my eyes at Jordan, who was suddenly more focused than they’d been since we started talking. They had a point, they and the rest of the Top Five always covered themselves but that typically never meant someone got hurt.
  “Would you have done the same thing if it were me instead of Marie?” I asked.
   Jordan flinched and her silence was all the answer I needed. Tears threatened to burn in the corner of my eyes, but I turned before she could see them. I thought I heard her say something and I mumbled about seeing her in class later. Just as I was about to make my way out of the building, Marie flew in, eyes flaring.
   “Did you know about this?” she questioned.
   “About what?” I asked.
   “They’re expelling me to cover up for you.” She looked behind me. “And you.”
   “Wait, what?” Jordan replied.
   “That doesn’t make any sense. You didn’t do anything wrong,” I gently argued.
   “Well, I guess I did because I thought you were different from them.”
   Her cold words felt worse than the time a girl with ice powers caught me in the shoulder during a training session. For a second, I couldn’t speak, and I thought I heard buzzing in my ears. Nothing was going the way I thought or envisioned it would. What was the point of having these powers if I couldn’t help my friends or figure out who were fake friends?  
   “Marie,” I started.
    She pushed past me and Jordan, storming towards Brink’s office. As I turned around to go back to my room and lick my wounds, a vision flashed in my head.
   Bright yellow flames covered Luke’s body and he had a murderous look in his eye as he approached someone. The perspective switched to a frightened Marie stumbling out of Brink’s office with Luke trailing behind her, his flames growing larger and more sporadic. Then, Jordan appeared.
   As soon as it appeared, it left and I had a sinking feeling in my chest as I whirled around.
   “MARIE, DON’T!”
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destielkatycat · 1 month
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Live Tweets zu Tatort Saarbrücken
"Das fleißige Lieschen"
1. Was bitte war denn schon die erste Szene mit denen hallo?! 😩
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2. Kann man die zwei eigentlich als Grumpy x Sunshine bezeichnen?
3. Was soll ich sagen... Ich habe Leo und Adam schon geshippt, da habe ich hier nur Gifs auf Tumblr gesehen. Schön, das jetzt mal im Zusammenhang zu sehen😅
4. Adam braucht echt eine andere Frisur 😂
5. Warum ist es immer das traurigste, wenn ein Tier stirbt😭
"Der Herr des Waldes"
6. Adam hat eine sehr... schöne... Haarfarbe
7. Ich kenn ja den Lehrplan im Saarland nicht, aber Philosophie? In der 11. Klasse? Mein Beileid.
8. 15 Jahre sind vergangen und vielleicht hat Adam ne Therapie gemacht, wundert mich trotzdem, dass er nicht weniger posttraumatische Begleiterscheinungen hat, bei dem Vater.
"Das Herz der Schlange"
9. Adam war das auf keinen Fall!
10. Jaaaa, Umarmung 😍
11. Ähhh... Leo hat jetzt aber nicht mit Absicht Adams Position verraten oder?
12. Als Leo Adam aus dem Gefängnis abgeholt hat... Ey die sahen aus als küssen die sich gleich😩warum haben sie es nicht getan?
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"Die Kälte der Erde"
13. Awww die ziehen zusammen😍😂
14. Also vom Plot her ist das die Folge, die mir bisher am wenigsten gefällt. Ich verstehe diese Kämpfe überhaupt nicht und dieser Remi ist ein super ekliges Arschloch. Und die Alina finde ich auch mega dumm.
15. "Ich kann aber besser schlafen, wenn ich weiß, dass dir nichts passiert."
"Schlaf gut Tiger" - "miau"
Okaaaaay, chillt mal, hört auf mit flirten macht weiter
16. "Ist das dein Partner? Ihr passt gut zusammen." Ich weigere mich da irgendetwas anderes rauszuhören als GAY
17. Sexy
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18. Die ganze Konversation über den Mittelpunkt der Welt - "Deiner Welt vielleicht"
Died. Dead. Deceased.
19. Sorry aber "Wenn ihr ein Paar wärt, würde man sagen, ihr habt ne toxische Beziehung"...
Also meine Kollegen/Freunde bringen nie solche Vergleiche.
"Der Fluch des Geldes"
20. Ganz normal, dass man von seinem Bestie halluziniert, der einen warnt und gleichzeitig Tipps gibt.
21. Warum sind diese 4 Wichser eigentlich "Freunde"? Die toxischsten Beziehungen, die ich je gesehen habe.
22. Fuck, das "Yes, Sir" war mega sexy.
23. Ich glaube Plotmäßig stelle ich FdG und KdE gleich. Meh.
24. I love the smirk™
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25. I need mooore
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Fazit
Ich hoffe, es kommt mehr Leo x Adam. Wenn nicht sind SR/ARD/wer auch immer das macht Feiglinge.
Werde das auf jeden Fall rewatchen.
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banthacakes · 1 year
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fic recs
Here is a miscellany of fic I have enjoyed this fortnight
Black Panther
carry me slowly, my sunlight by autographs. uhmmmm imagine my JOY when the same day as I post a M'baku x Shuri looking at grief and what comes next, someone else ALSO posted about M'baku and Shuri considering grief and what comes next! !!! It is ALL I WANT. Phenomenal. Read it immediately.
Sauron x Galadriel
This one had me SCREAMING: No Chance Meeting by littlelost. When Galadriel leaves for the Grey Havens and then makes a different choice. Absolutely FROTHING. This was so thoughtful and lovely and beautiful.
In the Shadow of Your Heart by mzladybird. Galadriel tracks Sauron down. FILTHY.
A Stressed Tiding by Irony Rocks. Just filthy. A bargain struck ie having sex instead of being in the battle. PHENOMENAL. If hate sex is your jam. It is untagged for pregnancy.
The Greatest Slavery by Helholden. Look. LOOK. I would say that there is a greater than expected percentage of pregnancy fic in this fandom and I would also say that at least 50% of that is the fault of @liminal-zone and we are all just going to have to accept that. Anyway this is also a very fucking hot 'Sauron wants Galadriel to get pregnant' fic and nobody has any regrets okay?
Batfam
The Fishbowl by Lord Luxury. This fic had me full out sobbing several times, so jot that down. This is a Dick POV, painful conversations and disfunctional batfam, bad parent Bruce Wayne (which usually I avoid but this one intrigued me enough) and so so much therapy. I loved it but I don't know if I would read it again because Emotions.
When the man comes around by thick sunsets. Alfred’s love is pressed shirts and warm food. And his love is a gleaming knife, too. ADSLKFJADSFJ if you have met me for ONE SECOND you KNOW i can't go past a line like that. FUCK.
prodigal by punkrockhades. i've probably read this fic twice in the last month, it's so good. Dick thinks he has a pretty good handle on being Damien's brother, but then Damien's other brother comes to town. Red Hood identity reveal kind of fic aaaah.
Our Flag Means Death: I don't read much of them but when I do I love the ones that make me laugh! Stealing Romance by skrifores. Fake dating!
Succession: working for the knife by the fudge. unexpected jess POV! i love jess very much, she deserves better and she does what she has to. the sense of dysfunction and resignation in this is so *chef's kiss*
Grisha trilogy: only you by The Good Butter. A Crimson Peak-ish AU of Alina and The Darkling (ilu bin bons)
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lokaleblickecom · 5 months
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Bethanien erweitert kardiologische Kompetenz
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Neues Herzkatheterlabor im Krankenhaus Bethanien Moers öffnet seine Pforten Mit der Inbetriebnahme des neuen Herzkatheterlabors im Krankenhaus Bethanien Moers profitieren Patient:innen ab sofort von breitgefächerten Behandlungsmöglichkeiten. Prof. Dr. Stefan Möhlenkamp, Chefarzt der Klinik für Kardiologie & Internistische Intensivmedizin, und Dr. Hanno Sendler, Oberarzt der Klinik und Leiter des Herzkatheterlabors, betonen: „Mit der neuen Herzkatheteranlage haben wir das Therapieangebot für unsere Patient:innen deutlich erweitert. Wir verfügen jetzt über modernste technischen Voraussetzungen, um eine umfassende kardiologische Therapie aus einer Hand anzubieten.“ Zu diesen neuen Voraussetzungen zählt unter anderem die elektrophysiologische Kompetenz. Mithilfe der Elektrophysiologie werden die elektrischen Rhythmen des Herzens, zum Beispiel bei (komplexen) Herzrhythmusstörungen, untersucht und können im Anschluss zielgerichtet behandelt werden. „Das Herzkatheterlabor ist eine ‚Angio Suite‘, die sich mit ihrer modernen Robotertechnik auch für gefäßchirurgische Eingriffe in der sogenannten Becken-Bein-Strombahn und für Implantationen von Herzschrittmachern und Defibrillatoren eignet“, erklärt Prof. Dr. Möhlenkamp das umfassende Leistungsspektrum des neuen Labors. Die Bildgebungskette des neuen angiographischen Röntgensystems eines japanischen High-Tech-Unternehmens stellt den Nutzer:innen aller Fachdisziplinen die derzeit modernsten Technologien zur Verfügung. Der Spezialist betont außerdem: „Der 30 cm x 30 cm große digitale Detektor mit höchster Auflösung und Unterscheidung von insgesamt 65.536 Graustufen hebt die Bildqualität auf ein neues Niveau. Komplexe Eingriffe können so schneller und vor allem noch sicherer durchgeführt werden.“ Dabei schont das System sowohl Patient:innen als auch Mitarbeiter:innen im Herzkatheterlabor durch eine deutlich niedrigere Strahlenbelastung. Vor allem die Hautdosisbelastung der Patient:innen wird durch eine Gerätefunktionalität in Echtzeit überwacht und das Risiko einer Strahlenerkrankung nahezu ausgeschlossen. Die komplexe Systemmechanik erlaubt zudem sehr flexible C-Bogen Einstellungen zur Darstellung aller anatomischen Strukturen, ohne dass Patient:innen dabei unnötigerweise bewegt oder umgelagert werden müssen. Eine Behandlung im neuen Herzkatheterlabor mit seinen neuen technischen Voraussetzungen hatte Andreas Becker im September. Er war eigentlich Patient im Zentrum für Schlaf- & Beatmungstherapie im Krankenhaus Bethanien, als zufällig ein Vorhofflimmern festgestellt wurde. Wenige Tage später stand bereits ein Eingriff im neuen Labor an. Dr. Hanno Klemm, Leitender Arzt Elektrophysiologie, führte eine sogenannte Pulmonalvenenisolation (PVI) zur Behandlung des symptomatischen Vorhofflimmerns durch. Dabei wurde der Katheter über die Leiste eingeführt und die Lungenvenen verödet. „Der Eingriff war längst nicht so schlimm, wie gedacht“, erklärt Andreas Becker. „Es herrschte eine gute Atmosphäre im Labor. Als ich aufgewacht bin, habe ich gar nicht gemerkt, dass der Eingriff schon stattgefunden hatte. Ich hatte und habe keinerlei Schmerzen, weder an der Stelle, an der der Katheter eingeführt wurde, noch innerlich an den verödeten Stellen. In regelmäßigen Abständen muss ich zum EKG zur Kontrolle, ansonsten bin ich sehr froh, dass die Geschichte nun für mich erledigt ist.“ Prof. Dr. Möhlenkamp fügt hinzu: „Seit kurzem wissen wir aus wissenschaftlichen Studien, dass wir bei entsprechenden Patientinnen und Patienten, wie zum Beispiel Herrn Becker, mit derlei Eingriffen nicht nur die Lebensqualität verbessern, sondern auch die Lebenszeit nachweislich verlängern können.“ Bildzeile: Prof. Dr. Stefan Möhlenkamp, Chefarzt der Klinik für Kardiologie & Internistische Intensivmedizin, Alina Imsirovic, Medizinische Fachangestellte, Andreas Becker, Patient im Krankenhaus Bethanien Moers, Dr. Hanno Klemm, Leitender Arzt Elektrophysiologie, und Dr. Hanno Sendler, Leiter des Herzkatheterlabors, im neuen Herzkatheterlabor des Krankenhauses Bethanien Moers. Read the full article
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kazoo-brekker · 3 years
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Alright guys let’s settle this once and for all:
Like for Darklina
Comment for Malina
Reblog for Alina X Therapy
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alina aleksander
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pls their conversation was basically this
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serpenteve · 3 years
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alina starkov of the books was never ready for any kind of relationship, let alone made to navigate three separate love interests, one of whom is literally the villain???
i don't know why leigh characterized her so passively in the books but she was already so co-dependent and desperate for validation and approval and i felt like a satisfying character arc of watching her transform into someone stronger was kind of strangled by the plot and bad writing
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the-sweet-hibiscus · 1 year
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Idée Fixe: Act One
Guilt: Chapter Three
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Summary:
“You’ve only ever been obsessed.” He interjected. “Yes, I remember. But did it feel like love?”
Doesn’t it always? Didn’t the pull always feel so all-encompassing? Did love feel like drowning in thoughts of that one person — consumed with every text, every call, and every word they said? Was love dying to hold their hand, walking through the world in a haze? Clinging to their sweet embrace, feeling like you’re going insane because all you want is to crawl inside their skin and become one whole being? Did obsession feel like love?
“Have I ever told you about Aleksi?”
Word Count: 7,196 Status: 3/14
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Okay, to the people who follow me I still don’t entirely understand why you put up with my ramblings but I appreciate it I finished with the Shadow and Bone trilogy and have finished the Netflix show, so for the next good amount of time, that’s all I’m talking about here. I do like the Darkling, even though he is a Problematic Character as well as clearly the villain of the story. I don’t condone any of his actions or support him; I just think he’s neat tbh. (It’s the same as my feelings toward Goro Akechi from Persona, honestly.)
So be warned for that. I won’t be offended if you need to unfollow or block posts - I just wanted to give you guys a heads up before the onslaught <3
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roachmattea · 3 years
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i ship alina x therapy, after that we can talk everything else
you know what i stan you now
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