commielje
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Like the week before a huge earthquake, something has shifted. Not in the air or anything like that, but in her. Inside her head.
Zilan can't pinpoint where it started, exactly, but she knows when she noticed. The urge is quiet and the silence is so deafening, that it was impossible not to.
Zilan loses her urge, is put to a test, is also terribly in love. So, naturally, she goes a little crazy about it.
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- Part 2 of nothing's about to happen to me
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"Enver, you are…" she starts, the words evading her.
"Brilliant? Unbelievable? The love of your life, perhaps?"
The look on his face is smug at worst and lovestruck at best when he interjects. Zilan can't help her laugh, a genuine, warm sound bubbling up and out of her chest.
"Well, all of those things, yes. But the word I was looking for was crazy."
Enver grins at her then and his arm sneaks around her waist. With just one step closer, his whole body is touching hers; her back against his chest, his cheek against hers and all that.
Zilan and Enver spend a quiet, sweet afternoon in Enver's workshop; yet he has a surprise for her.
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Enver, from time to time, decides on his own what he believes Zilan needs. On occasions not too rare, he's right about it. With the glint in his eyes, the cocky grin pulling at his lips and the way he's so very daring tonight; its obviously one of those days. One where Enver senses that the weight of the gaze pinned on her is a bit too heavy, the pressure on her too stifling... One where she needs to get out of her own head a little. Without talking about it, preferably.
She doesn’t yet know if there's any truth to what Enver believes tonight.
"What makes you think I'm so eager to give control over to you?"
"Oh, but you are," his response comes easy, a contrast to all her bite, "Had a long week, haven't you? So much... pressure. I bet you feel the weight of it, right here..."
Enver's fingers find the back of her neck, and she flinches. He presses down, right where she feels that cold, cold, owning gaze of His. Enver knows, he always does, one way or another.
Enver believes Zilan needs to relieve some pressure. Zilan begs to differ.
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- Part 1 of nothing's about to happen to me
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bedenin ölümlülüğü, kabuk by commielje
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
27 Feb 2025
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"hava boğuk. kuru. sanki kum solur gibi, ağır ağır akan ciğerlere... soluk borusuna iğnelerce sürtünen, yakan, tüm ağırlığıyla göğsüne yerleşip yuvasını kuran hava.."
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terapi almak yerine yazdığım silco character study.
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devotion (my blood sings with your voice) by commielje
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
20 Aug 2024
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"Harry wanted him to keep doing that. Breathe. As long as he possibly could. He wanted to breathe with Draco, feel every single one of those breathes around him as a reassurance of sorts..."
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draco and harry love each other so, so much that it's hard to put into words. harry tries to.
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