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5up’s coffee is bitter, so he alternates sips with bites of a plain scone. And, god, there is nothing more beautiful than these snaking Swiss streets, towering apartment buildings, deliciously inviting cafes. Well—delicious and bitter. Maybe that’s just how the Swiss like their coffee; 5up wouldn’t know, he’s only here for a few days before he heads back to London.
His phone is facedown on the rickety cafe table, though he silenced it and put on Do Not Disturb for good measure. It’s stupid. It really is.
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And, really… 5up can’t help the way he flops into David’s embrace the second they are close enough to touch. He can’t help the way he buries his face in David’s soft flannel, and he definitely can’t help the deep breath he takes in of floral, woody jasmine.
“Hi,” 5up whispers.
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Steve looks at 5up’s back, his burgundy sweater and whorls of dark hair, and imagines standing up and slow-dancing with him to the hum of Chanel. He wants to slow-dance--to step on toes and awkwardly hover his hand above 5up’s flank--and he wants to touch noses in a platonic kiss, and he wants to lay his head on 5up’s chest, and he wants to stay here forever and make loaf after loaf of cinnamon banana bread, and he wants.
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“Are monsters born or created?”
Steve, 5up, and vampires.
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Maybe it wouldn’t be such a problem, he thinks, if he could just tell Lance the truth. Maybe, he thinks, then Lance would understand. And he wouldn’t get so pissed at him for almost accidentally killing himself once a week. Maybe it would be easier, if he could just be a little more honest with them both.
But the thing is, it’s not easy. If things were easy, Keith wouldn’t be out on the training deck every night until he’s so exhausted that he can’t see straight—until he reaches that point of fading out of focus just long enough for the gladiator to sweep his legs out from under him. And if things had an easy explanation, then he wouldn’t need Lance to patch him up in the hours where all of their friends are asleep. And he wouldn’t be bleeding. And he wouldn’t be hurting.
_Keith tries to navigate leadership and the messy concept of love in all of its forms—all while trying to keep the darkest, buried secrets from his past from bubbling back to the surface. It doesn’t go as well as you might expect.
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- Part 1 of echoes in the dark 'verse
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13 Jun 2020
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this is like dante's inferno but 2021 and a little more gay. the length is just awesome and the writing is deep, intense, vibey, full of internal monologue. it slaps
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Scoring the new bar-tending position at Lady A's strip club is a lucky break for Keith. What's luckier? He gets to work alongside his brother Shiro. Even luckier than that? It's a male strip club, which means Keith's never short of entertainment during working hours - especially when Blue Rider takes the stage. Because Blue's hot - definitely talented - and definitely taking an interest in Keith. The only thing that isn't so lucky? Keith's already got a boyfriend. That, and he's bad at saying no when it comes to attractive boys with magnetic personalities.
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23 Jul 2020
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my judgement is severely impaired but AHAHAH I LOVE THIS
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Sebastian remembers this from before, Chris’s physicality, remembers shoving and tripping one another, and hugs that lingered. It had been silly, friendly, until some vague, unspoken moment towards the end of filming when their relationship had changed again - Chris circling Sebastian’s wrist with his hand, or a palm to his lower back, only on rough days, only when Chris noticed him tensing up against unpleasantness in his own mind. At first Seb wanted to apologize, brokenness is a tiresome trait, but the actions seem to calm Chris too, ease his busy brain. When they lost touch Seb pretended not to miss it; he wouldn’t have had a chance to anyway, right? - with two dozen excellent fuck buddies all over the globe. Weird how they all had blue eyes though.
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“Go to art school, they said,” Keith grumbles, shivering against the cold as he struggles to get through the revolving door with his portfolio, pad and backpack. “It’ll be fun, they said.”
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28 Aug 2020
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this is kinda rlly sad but i love this characterization of keith. rlly gets his dialogue down pat, perfect keith, 10/10
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saw myself tonight (caught my reflection in the mirror) by notcaycepollard
Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe RPF
01 Jun 2019
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The first Sebastian hears of it, he's approached by an extremely competent-looking blonde woman in a sharp dark suit. CIA, what the fuck, and Seb just stares at her.
“Come on,” he says. “Okay, we kind of look similar, I guess I'm the celebrity look-alike you'd get if you stuck our faces through one of those dumb apps—or he is, maybe, shit, he's probably still more famous than I am. But he died in, like, 1945, right? Why are you asking me about this now?”
Maybe in the end it's his absolute confusion which convinces them; maybe it's just the fact that he's obviously a total idiot, couldn't possibly have any connection to this guy called the Winter Soldier beyond the fact that they both have high cheekbones, grey eyes and a sharp jawline and a too-pretty mouth. Sorry for the inconvenience, she tells him, thank you for your time, and that evening Sebastian stares at his face in the mirror, wonders what he'd look like if he grew his hair long and got a little stubble.