EdithMorningstar

Edith Piaf at the microphone, arms flung wide.



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    Stiles's Jeep breaks down in the middle of the snowstorm. He's rescued by his high school crush, and as the cherry on top, is trapped in a cabin with said crush until the roads clear.

    Fuck his life.

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    13 Aug 2017

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    The three Princes stand. Damianos drops his gaze from Auguste to Laurent. His eyes are honey brown, his expression taut. There’s blood on his face, dirt in his wounds. Gaze still locked to Laurent’s, he sheaths his sword.

    And Auguste lives.

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    20 Jul 2017

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    Laurent is eleven when he’s introduced by his brother to Prince Damianos.

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    20 Jul 2017

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    "Oh,” Laurent finds himself saying. Damianos has excused himself from his conversation, and has begun to make his way through the crowd. Here stand the Princes of Vere, after all. The ethereal Veretian Prince brothers. Laurent lifts his eyes towards the ceiling, arching his brows. “Heavens,” he says, voice tight.

    Auguste chuckles. “You have a minute head start.”

    Laurent ducks away.

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    18 Jul 2017

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    Isaac is asleep in a chair. The angle of his neck makes Derek wince in sympathy.

    "Isaac," Derek says.

    Isaac snaps awake immediately.

    "You're-"

    "Where's Stiles?"

    "Stiles?" Isaac asks.

    Jesus. It's not like they know more than one.

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    15 Jul 2017