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asivcs · 1 year ago
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“You’re the kind of soul anyone would be lucky to be with, and you don’t even know it, the great ones never do.”
— Adrian Michael
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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pov: you are the main character running a cute cafe in paris, and you spend your evenings reading to your pet bird.
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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Untitled (Spring opens me up like a ripe fig), Dante Émile
[text ID: Spring opens me up like a ripe fig. Honey-drizzled autopsy leaving behind selfish drops of dew. Every March the maple leaves & the feeling I will never find a place to set my bones down. Mistaking saints for lovers, lovers for saints, counting coins next to old poets’ holy beds. I lace up my boots & begin the snow-covered pilgrimage of writing all of this down. They tell me when the ice melts this place won’t feel half as lonely. Old & new friends will come to greet you at the door of the new season as long as you make it that long. A family of deer make their way across the white virgin field & I start to weep, the trees open up their arms & shake off the remnants of their eternal nap. How many beautiful secrets does winter hide, how many graceful lives lie covered by its cold dark hand. Heart in my fist & backpack full of the wrong words I board the plane back home with the promise of a summer that doesn’t end with my name etched in stone. The world keeps ending & welcoming me, ending & welcoming me, & who am I to not hold onto that. /end ID]
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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The first time Emiel entered the manor on Maxestade Plaze, he was terrified.
After all, the Chair Diplomat lived here, and perhaps worse, so did his daughter.
Lilianne Ametri was a legend. A princess, as his cousin Leo claims.
And he was simply a friendless miser. A loser.
“Emiel!” Grilas Canaveri’s gruff voice cut through his somber thoughts.
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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“You don’t fall in love with someone because they’re perfect. You fall in love with someone in spite of the fact that they’re not.”
— Megan Hart, Dirty
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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Random Impulses
Honestly friendship tropes are too much for me. The sexual tension that never manifests, the platonic caring, THE BAITING
Exhausted 1056-year-old x OP student who’s dead
Yeah.
Deal with it.
I wrote about them in my book, but I feel the random urge to elaborate on their earlier relationship. Like pls don’t do this to me. Alois, Theodore—I’m talking to you. Stop it.
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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POV you fall in love with that one mf that everyone hates—y’all know who I’m talking about.
rude.
inconsiderate.
literally just a piece of shit.
However, instead of slowly falling for him, you sit and agonize over how much of a fudging dumbass he is. And, ofc, curse at how disgusting ur taste is.
Ngl i wanna write this so bad but I have too much of a backlog, including the sequel to a whole ass novel
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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“You alright?”
“Yeah, just tired.” Alois reached for the water in Theodore’s hand, falling to the ground when his mentor teleported the bottle away. “Just as tired as anyone else who’s just run 100 laps around the entire estate.”
“Hmm.” Theodore preened at him through redundant glasses. He was waiting for it.
“Oh, wait!” Alois turned his head, eyes wide-open, to glare at Theodore. “I’m the ONLY goddamn Crown who’s had to run 100 laps around his OWN estate!”
There it was.
“Ugh…” Alois almost ripped out his hair as he knelt down again. “What the heck am I supposed to tell Raven? I’m sure his family wouldn’t fricking terrorize him if he drank alcohol!”
“How old are you?”
“16” Shit. Even though they looked the same age, Alois couldn’t help but gulp when Theodore’s tone turned cold.
“How much did you drink?”
“…”
“How much, Ally?”
“…one bottle. It’s whiskey! C’mon!”
“What?”
“C’mon, sir.”
“Hah.” Theodore turned away from his student before cursing at Hugo. What part of that boy’s innocent, soft-spoken soul did this monstrosity come out of?
“Alois Devak get up and get to class. If you even go near the cellar again, I’ll murder you.”
Alois pulled off his sweat-drenched shirt while whining, mumbling whispering the Reaper Crown’s name again and again.
“Ally.” Alois took a deep breath and prepped himself, expecting more verbal abuse.
Theodore watched helplessly as Alois turned around. the teenager shone in the early morning sun—his tan hair, sweat-soaked skin, and hazel eyes outlined in gold. Identical to Hugo.
“Don’t worry your mother too much.”
All the fight left in Alois left his body as he quietly nodded and trudged towards Theodore.
“Astley…will it ever fade?” The boy’s face wrinkled in pain as he struggled to keep tears from wetting Theodore’s kimono.
“Of course.” Theodore couldn’t console a kid who just lost his father with words, so he reached out to tie Alois’ disgustingly wet hair: a demonstration of love in itself.
Hugo’s death was fresh on his mind, but centuries of Devak deaths had numbed him to the sensation of pain. But Alois, a kid who had just seen his first death, was going through too much for him to understand.
“It all just fades.”
Prompt #808
"You alright?"
"Yeah, just tired,"
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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Cause for one, Louis XIV > Napoleon and Bismarck is totally a slay.
I’m pretty sure I have a list somewhere.
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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Kinda cute 💛
“Making love was never about you and me in a bed. We made love whenever we held hands.”
— Iain Thomas
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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The shit that comes up sometimes…I’m pretty nobody and I mean nobody can prove the connection between calculus and frickin fan fiction
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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I have a whole list of *wonderful* historically significant dead people id like to do this to 🥰
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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its hard work to love you, not because youre hard to love, but because i must put in the effort to love you exactly how you deserve to be loved and you always do the same
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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Jiang Wanyin: what stupid thing did you do today
Wei Wuxian: excuse you it’s called smacking a bitch and it’s the best thing i’ve done all day
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asivcs · 2 years ago
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“Just because I can, doesn’t mean I want to.” Keegan spat whatever remained of a silvery wheatgrass as he turned to his wife. “Adira,” he sighed, leaning into her hair. “Please don’t make me do this.” He could feel emotions rising within him. Fear. Anger. Despair. Things he hadn’t felt in over 12 years.
“Alright then.” Her cool words softened his heart, yet he had to remind himself that he was married to the Adira Symond. Heiress to the Iesis-ranked House Symond and Acting-Commander General of the Dinameda Empire. “Look out the window, Keegan.”
He slowly opened his eyes and saw the bright sunlight through the tendrils of her hair. Somehow, they were in front of the largest window in the palace.
“The children?” Keegan peeled away from Adira and intently watched his son play in the rain with his cousins. “Adira, if this was what you wanted to talk about, we could have talked from the bedroom.” A light smile danced on his lips. “It’s far too early to be working right now; it’s Michael’s favorite time of the day and if I run into that bastard—“
“Imagine it all burned”
“What?” He slowly growled, turning around to face her.
“Burned to ash with only an inferno of fire as recognition.”She sighed, toying with the curtain. “Keegan, you have the power to do something, so do it. Don’t turn into someone we both despise.” Her voice remained composed regardless of how long she spoke.
“But—“
“Evren and the Grand Council are abusing their power. Do you believe that they’ll just stop at the Dasha? When Theodore grows up, do you really think the Grand Council won’t act the same way? Convince everyone it’s in their ‘best interests’ for him to disappear? No!”
“Adira!”
“I’m going to fight for them! Listen to me, Keegan, I’M THE GENERAL!”
“AND I’M YOUR KING!” He roared back at her, but immediately shut up in defeat. He had just screwed himself over in the most embarrassing way possible.
And he knew it for sure when he saw Adira’s razor-sharp features soften into a smile. She had won fair and square, damnit. “Exactly,” she whispered, kissing away the tears from his beautiful eyes. “You’re the king.”
Keegan looked out again with his blurry eyes and for the first time, noticed the overarching hills and Verentia’s town square bustling with people. His failure to act would lead to devastating impacts on his people. He knew it, but oh how he hated it.
At once, the 17-year-old Crown in him resurfaced—the one that faced his brother’s abdication and saw this unwanted scepter thrown to him.
“Dira, I don’t want to be king.” He broke down into Adira’s arms, silently sobbing his heart out. “I hate it.”
“I know. I know, darling.”
Prompt #961
“Just because I can, doesn’t mean I want to.”
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