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- Echoes of Time pt2
Part 1 Dorothea&Loki looks
Summary: With unwavering resolve the goddess of love wanted to get her answers after the occurrence of a disturbance in a core memory of hers. There was only one path for her to do so, a path that transcended the boundaries of time and space.
Warnings: angst, physical drainage, mentions of blood, slight of depression, kissing, no actual smut just mentions of love making.
A/N: Special thank you to the sweet @holdmytesseract for reading and encouraging me to post this one.
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Dorothea pov
        Books were everywhere where she lived, each is opened on a particular page and abandoned in the middle of the floor. She was on her knees trying to look through every book at same time. Different books, different pages, different contents, but all the opened pages shared the same title “ Out of Time and Space “. She was losing her mind, in every way. But she wasn’t going to give up, not at that moment, not when she was sure that he was alive. He was alive, somewhere, breathing, and she wasn’t going to let that go. 
        That was the only hope she had in five hundred years.
        She had only one chance at this, and only one proof for his existence. She had protected her mind against any intervention for her whole life. She only let one person go in and out whenever he wished, with her permission. 
        She found herself lost in thought as a memory from last week flooded her consciousness….
       One week ago, a thunk was heard throughout the kitchen as the knife she was using hit the floor beside her feet with a gasp. Everything was deafening suddenly, as her vision became blurry in mere seconds and it was getting harder to breathe as moments passed. 
        Before she knew it, she collapsed on her knees as she desperately tried to fill her chest with air, but all that was coming out of her was meek whimpers. Clutching her chest, she tried to calm herself down, something wrong happened. A memory found its existence in her mind, a memory that happened before, but not like that. Someone was messing with her mind, with her memories, a core memory had changed entirely. Her breathing pattern was getting worse as the realisation was coming to her more. It had to be only one person. 
        The person she let him control her mind, body, and soul since she was brought to life, but not this life. It had to be Loki. Which meant only one thing—he was alive.
        But does that mean that he knew she was alive too?
        To get her answer, there was only one way to do so—she had to find him. But how? She was isolated in the nowhere on Midgard with only books and her magic. She was a goddess, but she lost her value as the God of war and death decided to let her rot in isolation away from everything she ever known and loved, away from her everything, her man, her love, her whole existence.
        At first she tried to get back, she tried to find him, but she was tied to this place with Odin’s command, her magic was suppressed by his power as well. It stayed like this for hundred of years.
        One day she woke up to everything floating in the place where she lived, every single thing, even her hair was hanging in the air, her magic was free and flowing out of her. On that day, it was the first time she cried happy tears in centuries, she cried in those hundred of years for every night in agony, until she had nothing left in her. She felt empty, just lost in endless nothingness. 
        And with that happening, she knew the God of war and death is no longer existing on the nine realms. 
        That made her cry harder, she had her power back, but where was her love? Could he not find her all that time? Did he forget about her? Or did they tell him that she was dead as they told her about him? 
        When that dreadful night happened, when they told her about him no longer alive and forced her exile, she knew that was far from the truth. She felt in her heart that he was still there, alive, he would never go without bidding her a goodbye. She knew him, but she didn’t know why he was taken away from her. What did she do wrong?
        During that past week, she relentlessly employed her formidable goddess power in an attempt to forge a mental connection with him. Night after night she tried for millions of times, pushing herself to her limits, yet every single time she miserably failed. At some nights, her anguish would be unbearable to the point where her eyes would start bleeding. She didn’t even know that was possible for gods, yet undeterred by her physical toll, she was pouring every ounce of her strength into her desperate quest. For all she yearned was to unravel the enigma of his whereabouts and, armed with the only hope she had, she would defy all odds to be by his side for one last time.
        Getting her consciousness back on the poor decaying pages on front of her, she sighed tiredly. “Out of time and space” she mumbled. It has to be that, where he was. She searched with her mind everywhere, she used every ounce of her power to search the nine realms, nothing could be found.
        All she needed at that moment was to learn how to reach out of time and space. She scoffed as she thought, messaging her deep furrowed eyebrows in the process.
        “..through a portal”
         “A portal to out of time”
        “..your power is your mind, that was what the gods said” 
        Alot of lines, overwhelming lines all around a portal, how could she open said portal, she had no clue. Screw the gods how was her brain going to do that?
        With a sigh she carefully stood, mindfully trying not to mess any book around her. She shifted her gaze to the opened window, it was pitch black outside, just like how she felt inside, but she needed to try. There was nothing to lose.
        Staring at the void she focused her whole power to her mind. She didn’t know what she was doing but she knew she needed a portal. A portal that she didn’t know one way to reach. 
        A sharp pain suddenly coursed itself through her mind, abruptly her back hit the wall behind her as a great force pulled her body backward, she fell to the ground with a thud. 
        A groan left her lips as she tried to get off the ground. She never experienced such a strong force before, but if anything it meant that her power was reaching through. And being the stubborn woman she was, she pulled herself up as she stood slowly, with more determination to try again.
        In no time, she closed her eyes, focusing her whole power in her mind, and she tried again. And again, and again…..
        Twenty times, her back hit the wall twenty times in a powerful force, she was sure there were bruises, but she was not going to give up.  Far from it, not when the last two times she almost saw green shimmer emerging itself in the air.
        Green meant hope for her, green meant life and love. Green was his colour, green was her sign to not lose hope.
        Wiping her pained tears, she rose once more, just like every time, with more determination. She felt worn out, a single trail of blood made its way out of her eye, but she needed this. No matter the cost, she would find him, even if it meant losing her own life in the process.
        Focusing her power again, she needed a portal, and she will get that portal. She whined as the pain was back coursing through her head again but she didn’t let it consume her, she desperately fought against it. 
        The green shimmer started to emerge once more before her, she mewled weakly as she slowly opened her eyes focusing on it.
       “green is hope” she kept on repeating that in a mumble to herself, she kept pushing herself more as the green kept on emerging and extending itself down until it reached the floor in the form of rectangular, or more likely a door. A door to go through, a portal to go into. She got the portal. She made it, she didn’t let herself dwell on that, as she practically ran through it before it could disappear again, she was not going to let this happen again, she was already barely moving with her bruised back.
        Passing through the portal, an irresistible force yanked her into its depths. The emerald shimmer that was in the apartment moments ago engulfed this alien place. 
        Before her was an ethereal entity, composed of countless intertwined strands, pulsating and moving in a perfect harmony. Its mesmerizing emerald glow radiated an otherworldly power, captivating her senses. Time seemed to stand still, she couldn’t make out what laid before her, she just stared at it dumbfounded, it was fascinating. 
        Yet she felt an odd sense of familiarity towards that enigma with all of its shimmering emerald. 
        Where was she? Was that out of time and space? Could all of this emerald be caused by him? She thought as she carefully extended her hand towards the strands to touch one them.
        Upon the first contact, she felt a spark of magic in her hand, raising more hope in her. She stayed like that for moment before she started to mumble a spell under her breath. Before she opened her eyes she could sense and hear the strands moving. Upon slowly opening her eyes, she found herself facing a hole forming itself in the middle of the enigma, the strands were moving to pave her an entrance….
Loki pov
        Loki was still trying to process what happened to him, why he was pulled back in time abruptly. Why was she taken away from him, again. He kept on howling in pain for what felt like eternity, until nothing was coming out of him.  He just starred in the void…..for all the time.
        A sudden strange movement from the branches pulled him out of his thoughts. He watched as it started to move against his command, a deep frown appeared on his face as he tightened his grip on the branches and something started to stir in him, something felt like panic. 
        He groaned as he pulled at the branches in failed attempts, they were moving with great force that almost overpowered his, creating a space as if they were trying to let someone in, forming a portal. It had to be a magical being, a godly magical being, he thought.
        His motion halted as he started to see someone from behind the branches, and that person was getting more clear in his view as the branches kept on moving to pave a path for entrance.
        What caught his eyes first was long ginger hair and golden glowy eyes, it was blindly glowing.
        He suddenly realised that he only knew one person that their eyes would glow gold upon using magic, his heart raced as he continued to watch. It wasn’t a coincidence that person had a ginger hair as well, his breath quickened as his mind raced ‘ginger hair, godly force, golden eyes’…… his patience was wearing thin just like his breath. It had to be only one person.
        In an instant, time stood still, the universe held its breath, freezing every thought, every heartbeat, every limb, and every atom in place as her ethereal presence graced his sight. Time itself surrendered, shackled by the overwhelming force of her existence. His lungs, once filled with air, were now void, crushed by the weight of her mesmerizing presence. He watched in fascination as with every step she took, the ground was smoothing itself beneath her feet. Amidst the stark black and vibrant green surrounding the place, she stood resplendent in her white cotton gown, her fiery mane of ginger hair radiating a brilliance that outshone everything around her.
Dorothea pov
        Carefully and slowly, she stepped through the passage that formed under her command, she was starting to feel a sharp lack of vitality, but there was no time to stop. The strands were looming over the horizon, and once her hand was no longer connected to it, she watched as the hole that let her in mere moments ago, shut down on itself again. 
        Her focus was getting back to her upon no longer using her magic. She looked around her and found herself lost in countless shimmering strands. Cautiously she maneuvered through the dense tangle of strands, dodging this and avoiding that, the ground smoothed itself beneath her feet with every step she took. Step after determined step, she pressed on until she found herself standing at the very heart of this enigma. Her movement came to a halt suddenly for before her were loomed a majestic throne.
        Her gaze ascended, climbing the structure, all the way up until it locked onto pair of piercing green eyes, pouring into her very soul. Those eyes, oh how intimately she knew them, more than any other truth in the vast expanse of the universe. And the gaze they bestowed upon her, it remained unaltered, an unwavering familiarity that echoed the echoes of time itself.
        Starring at those eyes in a mixture of disbelief, longing, and hope, she found herself unable to control the tears that flowed from her eyes accompanied by unfaltering smile.
       Her smile slowly transformed into a giggle as she couldn’t believe what lied before you. Wiping her tears clumsily, she didn’t want her vision to go blurry, she wanted to see him clearly, she wanted to drink him in. 
        Through her tears and giggles she stated “you are alive” with a pause as her tears became more heavy it was chocking her, but she was untroubled, only one thought that overwhelmed her brain, he was alive.
        “You are alive my dear Loki, I-I knew you wouldn’t leave me alone in this universe” she continued. 
Loki pov
        Everything around him stopped as she locked eyes with his, the way she looked at him, the love and longing oozing out of her eyes was enough to confirm that this was his long lost love, his Dorothea.
        She found him, she was the strongest woman he ever known, he wasn’t surprised by that, but he couldn’t believe she was alive, and even standing before him. He starred at her in disbelief, as his heart came to life once he heard her voice, voicing the same thing he was thinking of. 
        “You are alive” Dorothea said. He wanted to say the same thing, he wanted to run to her, but he found himself paralysed by her presence. 
        Her giggle sent a shiver down his spine, his breath rushing as he heard her voice once again.
        “You are alive my dear Loki, I-I knew you wouldn’t leave me alone in this universe”. 
        That almost snapped him out of the trance she put him into, It’s not like he thought she would leave him, but he knew that the god of war and death -supposed to be his father- was capable of deriving him from everything he ever wanted. So, long ago, he lost hope.
        Suddenly, he realised what was going on around him and he almost was about to let go of the branches before his grip tightened again as he realised that he couldn’t do that. He wanted, no he needed to run to her, perhaps that was no longer destined for him.
        “Thea..” he whispered almost choking on his breath as he shifted forward on his chair.
        “Dorothea please come over here “ he continued as desperation filled his voice. 
Dorothea pov
        She watched in bewilderment as he tried to move but he couldn’t, as he was holding those thick strands in his hands. She didn’t know what were those strands but she knew they were holding him hostage, his magic was seeping through every single strand, she could sense that. Her gaze shifted from him to the strands looming above both of them. She needed to set him free.
        Her body was at the verge of collapse but she knew she would use her last breath just to save his. 
        Carefully extending her hand upward, mid-air she started to direct her magic towards her hand, a strand swayed its way towards her, with her command it landed on her palm. Closing her fingers around it, she tightened her grip as golden light started to seep through in twirls around the green. She let her magic seep through it, locking his magic there and strengthening it with hers. Slowly the strand became shimmering with green and gold swirling around each other. Smiling to herself, she looked at him to find his eyes fixated on her, she gave him a reassuring smile.
       Her gaze was back to the strands as she repeated the process with every single remaining strand. She was feeling a strange sensation deep in her as with every strand taking bit of her magic in it, she felt weaker. 
Loki pov
        Loki watched in fascinating as every branch moved towards her under her command, just like he would move to her. 
        She was giving the branches permanent power, she was locking his power there, protecting it with hers. He watched mesmerized as the branches started to shine in their both colours, green and gold.
        She had every single branch shimmering in swirls of gold with the green. A deep frown formed on his face as he could sense something wrong with her,  she was struggling to keep herself straight, he knew her body was starting to collapse, as he saw blood overflowing from her eyes.
        “Thea..” Loki whispered as he started to feel panic.
Dorothea pov
        Looking above her head, she ensured every strand was covered in her gold—which meant, it was safe for him to let go. She heard her name being whispered in the air. A small smile made its way on her lips, she always loved her name out of his lips.
        “Sweet love, I want you to trust me and let go” she said tiredly, voice breaking as she did. She was struggling to stand as her eyes were fluttering, body completely drained.
        She watched as he looked around him, he seemed to like the golden touch of hers. 
Loki pov 
        Wary he started slowly and very carefully to let go of the branches, his senses on high alert. A gasp could be heard in the distance, as once he let go the branches continued to sway and glisten with radiance and resilience in the air. He couldn’t believe it was possible, but then his Thea was already there, undeniably real, the embodiment of impossible. She, who he believed would forever remain beyond his reach, was at that moment the deliverer of his liberation, his beloved and eternal savior.
       Once the branches were out of his hands safely, Loki sprinted towards her guided by fierce longing and panic. He lunged forward snatching her mid-air as her balance was altered. Her knees were close to hitting the ground, but he was swift enough to prevented her decent, defying gravity itself.
       He engulfed her in his embrace as he carefully sat them both on the ground with his Thea on his lap. He watched as her gaze was fixated on him. Blood was flowing down her cheeks and he felt responsible, she was sacrificing herself for his sake. He wouldn’t let that happen. 
Dorothea pov
       Her unwavering gaze never faltered from his face, she felt content, his touch was soothing her bruises, his gaze making her stop bleeding, she just wanted to touch him. Raising her hand upward slowly, her fingers carefully grazed his left cheek. It was getting harder to stay present, she could feel her brain entirely shutting down, but the feel of his skin under her fingertips made her fight against her mind. Nothing came out of her except for tears, content tears, accompanied by a smile plastered on her lips.
       She watched as he his hand enveloped hers, he moved his face slightly towards her palm, his lips grazing there in a soft kiss. He opened his mouth to speak, her whispered name brought peace to her drained state. “Thea” he whispered softly, a tear falling from his eye landing on her face, she only hummed in response, her eyes fluttering shut.
       “Thea please hold on to me” his plea was the last thing she heard, it echoed as her body gave up completely and she fell into unconsciousness…….
       The next time her eyes were open, she was cradled in his arms, his healing abilities, inherited from his mother, worked wonders. There he was, tending to her wounds, his magic seeped through her soul, as it always did. The feel of her damp face was no longer there, her limbs were gaining strength, she felt almost powerful again. She could feel her heart echoing in her chest that had known numbness for what felt like eons. She could feel her soul alight, she felt alive. 
       Meeting his eyes, she encountered a radiant smile, reflecting the sun in his soul. Returning the smile, she attempted to rise, he stopped her as he effortlessly lifted her up. Face to face, she cupped his face, gazing at him with a mix of fondness and forming tears, mirroring his gaze.
        She found herself being pulled gently yet firmly into his arms, feeling the strength of his embrace enveloping her. As she stroked his head, she could sense his tears, and she allowed him to pour out his heart, offering him solace in her presence.
       "I thought you were gone... I-I thought that if you were even alive, you would have forgotten about me," Loki choked out amidst his heavy sobs.
       Those words pierced her soul, causing her to pull back slightly, her teary eyes locked on his. With a mixture of love and longing, she leaned closer, pressing her lips softly against his, and he let out an audible moan, a sound of contentment.
       He kissed her back, their lips meeting in a flurry of passion, but it wasn't enough. She craved more. She yearned for him to kiss her with a depth that would touch her very soul, she wanted his hand to reach through her chest and tend to her shattered heart, to heal the wounds that ravaged her. But, he was here, that was enough.
      Words spilled from Loki's lips between their kisses, his voice filled with raw emotion. "I thought the taste of your lips was a blessing I no longer could get."
       Her voice trembled as she whispered her response, her breath mingling with his. "I never forgot about you, my precious Loki. How would I?" with a pause, she pulled back slightly, her gaze unwavering.
       "The moment I sensed a disturbance in my memories, I knew it was you. No one else is allowed to ever invade my body, my soul, but you. I never gave up on you. I always knew you would never leave me without a goodbye. I sensed something was amiss, my sweet love. And how could I ever forget about you Loki? For five hundred years, through over one hundred thousand nights, every single one of them was filled with nothing but thoughts of you. How could I ever forget? r-remember? you.." She paused as tears poured down her face more.
       Her tears mingled with his, tracing a path down her face. She shivered as she declared "You are my sun, my moon, my stars, and all of my scar." 
       Her words hanged in the air, their weight carried the depth of her love. With a loving smile, she wiped his tears with her thumbs, completely ignoring her own as he stared at her, before he leaned in for another passionate kiss.
       In that moment, as their lips met once more, they both found solace and a renewed hope. With his hands on her back pushing her ever closer to him, he continued to mumble between kisses his devotion and love for her. They knew that their connection transcended time and space, and together, isolated and away from everything threatened to separate them apart, they would create a future that would outshine any darkness of the past, they would make up for the five hundred years.
        Slowly he leaned her gently on her back, never breaking the kiss. Instead of her back to be met with the solid ground, it collided with feather like mattress. Breaking the kiss momentarily he gently asked “my goddess divine may I make love to you? For real this time”.
        “Oh, will you?” she said in a whisper as she breathed heavily.
        “Oh, I intend to my love. For I shall love you for eternity, destined to be your slave to please you forever. For I belong to you and only you, with my dearest goddess divine," he said, just like he said in their memory, the memory he beautifully changed, making her eyes tear up again as she audibly smiled before kissing him once again. 
       In a shimmer of green, their clothes were dissolved into thin air, leaving them vulnerable and exposed. He pressed his body into hers, their bodies melding together. With unbreakable kisses, he made love to her, leisurely yet with fierce passion, savouring each moment. He could, and would stay like this for eternity. 
       Their bodies moved in harmony, in throes of passion and longing. Upon reaching their ecstasy, their souls intertwined in a symphony of adoration. In that moment, he vowed to never cease loving her, to worship her for the rest of what remained of his lifetime.
         Finally, he had everything he ever wished for, he had Dorothea, the goddess of his heart. And for the first time in his tragic life, he felt happy. There, protected with their love, shielded by the expanse of multiverses, he knew nothing could tear them apart again. Bound by unbreakable bond, their love would endure for eternity.
         On Thea’s chest, laid Loki’s head contentedly as he fell into sleep soundly, his hands clung to her body with a possessive grip. As only one thought clouded his mind—the very thought itching a smile to appear on his lips—he would wake up with a braid gracing his tousled hair.
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foxes-that-run · 3 months
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roseanddagger-28 · 5 months
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Ultimate Song Competition: One Direction edition
All of Semifinals battles
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srldesigns6277 · 26 days
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THIS RANDOM VIDEO OF LOUIS IS AT FUCKING 28 SECONDS!!!!!!!!
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harrywavycurly · 22 days
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I was taking the little girl I nanny to her day school and had on If I Could Fly by One Direction and she said “this is pretty” at the end when it’s literally just Niall and Harry harmonizing and I went “you’re right it is pretty” and that is how I know I’m helping raise someone with good musical taste😂💖
Me whenever she asks for One Direction in the car:
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girliesdecay · 6 months
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Can we talk about how “If I could fly” by one direction fits satosugu so well??????
“If I could fly, I’d be coming right back home to you”
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“I think I might give up everything, just ask me to” - when Geto walked away, Gojo’s thought was filled with two sentences he wasn’t able to say: “I’ll listen to you, so please come back”
“For your eyes only, I’ll show you my heart. For when you’re lonely, and forget who you are.”
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“I’m missing half of me when we’re apart”
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dreaminrainbows · 1 month
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Sometimes I think about how when asked about Harry Louis always says in interviews how he's always fit the superstar/popstar mold and then i remember Harry writing "I'd give up everything just ask me to" and it literally puts me in a state of enormous grief for the rest of the day
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notoriousbeb · 8 months
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aguuuua · 2 months
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harry cantando if i could fly en New York
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savebylou · 26 days
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Liam and Louis, If I could fly video.
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whoreforlarrystuff · 9 months
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This made me all types of emotional
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burasisoguk · 1 year
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"Bir keresinde bana bu şarkının Rune'u hatırlattığını söylemiştim. Norveç'te benden uzakken onu hatırlatıyordu bana. Ve her şeyden daha çok, Rune'un yalnızken benimle nasıl olduğunu hatırlatıyordu. Tatlı yanını sadece bana gösterdiğini. Dünyaya avaz avaz kötü olduğunu haykırırken, sadece bana, sana aşığım, demişti."
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roseanddagger-28 · 6 months
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Ultimate Song Competition: One Direction edition
All of Quarterfinals battles
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spiderrwidow · 2 years
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If I Could Fly by One Direction fits with any ship in this essay I will
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srldesigns6277 · 26 days
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Hi Sam! I was wondering with the If I could fly alterneted video, was this all old footage for you or there were some new moments?
Hey CC,
So there were definitely some new moments at least to me. The biggest one was that car video of Louis at 28 seconds, I've never seen that before. I've also never seen the part on stage. Seen below :)
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I've also never seen some of the footage that was in the back rooms of Natick Mall in Mass, but I don't know if that's just me.
There are definitely versions of these images that I have seen from the Cookie Eating Contest from the Nabisco ads and the basketball hoop videos. Even most of the shots including just louis have been available for years. The Zouis moment we have from a different angle. A lot of the seen before images are more on the latter end of the video but are sprinkled throughout. We also have never seen the Louis side of your pushup gif.
But if I haven't seen them they still may have been seen before, there have been times that I've missed so they could have propped during those time. -Sam <3
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