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  1. Public Bookmark 53

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    "The next time she sees Igor, he shows up at HQ with bloodied knuckles."

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    Anora and Igor, after.

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    30 Nov 2024

  2. Public Bookmark 42

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    Louis comes home with a white man and a baby. These things are unrelated. Really.

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    19 Nov 2024

  3. Public Bookmark 67

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    She lived in the woods, apprenticed to a middling witch as most girls who became first birds and then young women did.

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    12 Jun 2022

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    "Up close, he can see the freckles sprinkled across her nose and the tops of her very pink cheeks. She has bright eyes, smart eyes, and Wirt has never known how to look a girl in the eye and come away feeling confident and sure. It’s no different with Beatrice. He wants to impress her, but he doesn’t think that’s possible. So he does the next best thing: he kisses her.

    Her nose is cold and so are her lips, but her mouth is hot, tongue wet and alive, and she kisses him like she aims to devour. Her appetite is nothing of a bird’s. Wirt wonders, dimly (his head foggy, mouth preoccupied, hands seeking), if all apprentices to middling witches are taught this very lesson: how to eat a boy alive."

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    “I want to know about your life before me. Had to learn it the hard way, didn’t we? About the Paris Coven?”

    “I told you both what they were, you just didn’t listen,” Lestat snaps, and at least they’ve had this fight already in the time since that fateful reunion – that telling them, vaguely as he did, that vampires outside of New Orleans were vicious doesn’t fucking count for anything – and Lestat seems to remember that around the same time Louis does, because he shrinks a little. Runs a hand back through his hair, looks up at Louis through his painted lashes. Then, softer: “You still think I am withholding?”

    Which - - fuck. Louis laughs.

    “Yeah, baby, I do.”

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    A year after Louis and Lestat reunite, they're still figuring it out. Daniel calls it out, Louis tries to move them forwards, and maybe they just fuck instead.

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    03 Oct 2024

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    Blasphemous, of course, some addled part of Louis’ head says, and he wonders if it’s the vampire in him or the aristocrat or if it’s just Lestat, who’d sooner flirt with the devil than seek penance in prayer.

    “Gonna have to drag you to church, huh?” he says now, as Lestat swipes his nose along the crease between Louis’s crotch and thigh through his clothes, Louis’ cock grazing the side of his face, and it’s too fuckin’ much. Always too fuckin’ much with him. Louis’ free hand goes for his belt, unbuckling it swiftly. “Try to get the devil out of you.”

    “You like it,” Lestat says, glancing up at him with those blue, blue, blue fuckin’ eyes. “The devil in me.”

  5. Public Bookmark 55

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    “Missed me that much?” He whispers tiredly but with a hint of mirth anyway when he feels how hard her fingers curl into the fabric of his jacket.

    “You fucking idiot,” she whispers against his neck and Gale feels something tugging at him again, a warm trickle rattling his ransacked chest cavity, something that thrums in his chest that isn’t guilt.

    (They are: Soulmates in a war, paired up like it was something empty, like love is nothing but wounds and half-lives. But they've always been more than heavy prints on skin anyway).

     

    or; Gale, Johanna and the same-bruise soulmate au no one really asked for but I had over 20k words to say

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    26 Mar 2023

    Bookmarker's Notes

    “She tilts her chin, half annoyed. "You’re not answering.”

    Something else lingers between them - a surmount of unasked and unanswered questions they're both too proud to even pronounce. All the while he's still left with this - some sick twisted joke of fate that makes him want to keep her hand against his chest, pinpricks of emotion that linger on his skin and trail after her hands. As if their souls are humming. “Do I really have to?”

    Johanna's mouth twists ruefully to the side. "So you're selfish and have my scars to prove it," she replies. "Tell me something else."