marshall_line



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  1. Summary

    о любви золота к солнцу;

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  2. Summary

    #чонкимсон не всегда ау, в котором у тэён и джессики есть дочь; да, это сон чеён из твайс; ай сэд вот ай сэд;
    #2чонкимсон включает в себя чон ыну из пристин, потому что у тэнсик должно быть больше детей;

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  3. Summary

    о лжи и правде; о правильном (наконец-то) выборе и о том, как люди (почему-то) опаздывают (во всём) на десять лет;

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  1. Rec 52

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    Beatrice wonders, in the aftermath, if Ava heard her when she said “I love you.”
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    the one where beatrice says it a lot before she says it out loud

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    26 Nov 2022

  2. Rec 35

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    Ava’s always bleeding.

    “I’ve never broken my nose before.” Ava sounds bewilderingly delighted about it. Her nose is crooked and there’s blood running down her teeth. Her tongue pokes out to swipe along her lips, marveling at the taste, the chapped skin of her mouth, and it should be disgusting, this primal display of her wound, but there’s something wondrous about the way Ava does it, something Beatrice can’t shape into words as of yet – it’s unbecoming, but not unsettling, and Beatrice just watches as Ava heeds her instructions and breathes noisily through her mouth.

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    25 Nov 2022

  3. Rec 74

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    “Maki is missing,” Shoko says.

    The world stills and blanches for several seconds, Nobara’s ruptured brain struggling to register what she’s just heard. “Missing?”


    Or, Nobara and Maki's journey through the aftermath of nearly dying, grieving, and finding each other.

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    28 Sep 2022

    Bookmarker's Notes

    {

    "I want to kiss you," Nobara says.

    "I want you to kiss me."

    So Nobara leans forward, hands still on her cheeks, and kisses her.

    It's a kiss so quiet, so tender and careful, that she cries more of the tears she thought she didn't have anymore, she comes undone at the softness of Maki’s lips, barely moving, trembling as she makes a noise in her throat that sounds a lot like desperation and relief mixed together. Breath is held together in that single press, stretching until Nobara sucks in a sharp breath through her nose and pushes deeper, more firmly.

    Maki returns the kiss, hands slipping across the expanse of her back, wrapping around her, clinging to her, chest to chest and mouth to mouth and Nobara realizes with a start that the tears running down her cheeks aren’t just hers but Maki’s as well. She opens her eye into the kiss, and Maki's are closed but she is crying nevertheless, and it's the first time Nobara ever sees her cry, and she thinks that even like this Maki is the most beautiful sight she's ever set her gaze upon.

    It is the most delicate kiss that they have ever shared, and Nobara thinks that perhaps this is the most delicate thing that she’s ever experienced, the careful collision of their broken pieces somehow fitting together to create something familiar and comfortable and complete.

    Complete.

    With Maki like this, holding her like this, kissing her like this, she discards the notion that she would never be complete again, that she would never gain back the things she’s lost because in that moment, Nobara’s never felt more whole in her entire life.

  4. Rec 85

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    “Revenant?” Gerit’s boyhood friend, Porter Tippet, says with derision, “we want real stories, old man, not ghost stories.”

    “This one’s as real as any, boy, I can promise you that.” He looks over the room, eyes darker than dark, and he smiles a grin gone black with missing teeth. “She brings the storm, laddy, dragging ships to Davy Jones in hopes that it will even those scales; win back her heart—and her soul. Made a deal with the devil she did; her soul for her sister’s life.”

    or / tally craven is kidnapped by pirates and falls in love with a ghost story.

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    28 Jul 2022

    Bookmarker's Notes

    }

    “When I saw you, that night, for the first time,” she’s talking around your thumb, her lips full and soft, you feel the tip of her tongue, and you press just a little and she makes a sound in her throat, something of a purr, or maybe it was a hum. “For a second, I thought I felt my heart beat.”

    }

    “I love you, Tallulah Craven. With everything that I am; in the bones and blood of me. In the crash of my storm, and the waves of my seas. All that I am, all that I can be—is yours. I’m yours.”

  5. Rec 34

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    a hand around her vision / a hand around her throat
     

    Yoimiya breaks into a prison. That’s how it begins.

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    25 Jun 2022

    Bookmarker's Notes

    }

    “It is the Shogun’s will.”

    “I don’t want the Shogun.” Implied: I want you. I care about you.

    }

    Yoimiya’s never been touched like this.

    She’s still, even the seemingly endless energy that always overtakes her around Sara subdued. Bubbles under her skin brought to a low simmer.

    Ghost-fingers on her exposed collarbone. A touch to the butterfly around her neck. Jaw, ear. A second ghost-hand joins in, traces the symmetry of her brow, skims over her eyelashes. Yoimiya exhales, and Sara’s eyes drop to her mouth.

    She leans in, slow, careful, and Yoimiya’s arms loop behind her neck, equally slow and careful, before they meet. Sara sinks on top of her, careful, so careful, her gloved hands holding Yoimiya’s face like she’s the last vision the Shogun needs for her statue:

    Precious. Important.