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    No one ever tells Dean anything.

    (or: Dean Winchester and the not-relationship crisis of 2014)

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    21 Feb 2018

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    “Let’s, please, now, I want you."

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    18 Feb 2018

  3. Public Bookmark 5

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    Eliot's marriage to Idri is going to go on. Quentin . . . isn't a fan of the idea.

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    18 Feb 2018

  4. Public Bookmark 9

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    He keeps expecting the doors to the throne room to burst open and for Quentin to stand there, huffing and puffing as he yells, “Stop the wedding!”

    But Eliot says I do, slow and cautious, with his eyes locked on the door rather than on his soon to be husband.

    Idri squeezes his hand and pulls him closer, gazes at him in the way Eliot just wishes Quentin would allow himself to. It’s not even sweet, not really. Maybe it’s loving. But Eliot can’t be assed to care. Isn’t sure he could even identify if he did care. “I do.”

    The doors remain shut as the audience applauds their royal marriage. Hurrah. Eliot forces a grin as he leans in and presses a chaste kiss to Idri’s lips. Ignores the pounding in his chest that resembles something shattering inside him. They turn to the audience, and bow.

    Fillory and Loria are united.

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    15 Feb 2018

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    Bucky Barnes was cold.
     
    He felt like he’d been cold for months now; doing nothing but experiencing one unending chill after another. He’d been cold in England, and again in Italy, and again especially in Austria – both while he was kept in an underground cell, and when he was strapped without cover to the unforgiving metal of Zola’s lab table.
     
    But Steve… Steve Rogers was sunshine. Everything about him was warm, from his crinkly-eyed smile to his white-hot rage. Steve was Coney Island on a summer’s day; lying back on high rooftops to watch fireworks on the 4th of July; drinking stolen whiskey in his parent’s living room…
     
    Loving Steve was a fact – simple and plain, like breathing air or bleeding red; loving Steve was soldered into his skin like a tattoo – it buzzed in his brain like its own kind of high. It was a part of who he was.

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    06 Feb 2018