Lariouchka
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“Magnus—” Clary looked back up, and immediately wished she hadn’t. The cold, ancient fury that was rapidly settling into his skin made her flinch instinctively. She waited for a lightbulb to break, or the floor to start trembling, but nothing happened. Magnus had a tight rein on his magic, and that frightened Clary more than any outburst. She was abruptly reminded of how warlocks were born.
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13 Dec 2023
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Magnus desperately wants Alec to become immortal, desperately wants them to have more time than the meager years they've been granted.
It takes him six years of marriage to work up the courage to ask.
(bingo - immortality)
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- Part 9 of bingo
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12 Dec 2023
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Lance has been captured by the Galra, and Shiro and the rest of the team rush to save him. Due to a bit of luck, they manage to get there to rescue him but... Well, it turns out that it may not have been as necessary as Shiro thought.
In which Shiro learns that he has severely underestimated Lance and Lance is freaking awesome.
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18 Feb 2022
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Lance, separated from his team, his family, his home.
For them, it wasn't long.
For him, it was two years.
Two years of endless fighting.
New scars, new pain, new hatred.
And new feelings.
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02 Feb 2022
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Lance swallows, feeling almost stupid all of a sudden. He whispers, sticking his hand out past the threshold of his porch, “it’s raining.”
There’s the sound of shuffling over the phone, the creak of metal curtain rings on their rod. Keith says, “it’s not over here.”
Lance covers his eyes with his hand; he doesn’t mean to tear up, doesn’t mean to choke on the simple fact that maybe Keith was so torn up about everything because he was worn thin as Lance through the silence, through the strange longing in that gap between them. “You’ve gotta hear me out, Keith. I’m asking you,” he murmurs, “please.”
“You’re not going to see me again,” Keith says, like it doesn't tear Lance apart to hear, "enjoy the rain. Goodnight, Lance."
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28 Jan 2022