whimsifawn
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if you're a work of art, i'm standing too close by whimsifawn
Fandoms: Diary of a Future President (TV)
13 Feb 2024
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Bobby’s finally got it all figured out: a caring boyfriend, is out to his friends and family, a great friend group, and even a fun, temporary tennis replacement for his missed season. High school was doing Bobby good.
Yet sometimes old flames die hard, and everything else can come crashing down harder
Or: my exploration of what I think would have happened with Bobby in the season 3 that we deserve but aren’t getting
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you left me no choice but to stay here forever by whimsifawn
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
29 May 2022
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Stede wasn’t on the dock. Or the beach around the dock.
His heart stopped. Ed called out Stedes name a few times out of instinct. He was nearby, surely. Maybe waiting in the trees by the clearing to hide in case somebody else found the dock and boat before Ed arrived. He looked around for the other man, squinting his eyes in the darkness of the night for a hint of his light-colored hair or pale shirt through the brush.
He walked up and down the dock and nearby beach a few times looking for him and yell-whispering his name. He wasn’t there either.
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[Or: An exploration of Ed's thoughts during the dock scene in episode 9, and how he felt when Stede never showed up.]
Inspired by Taylor Swifts "Right Where You Left Me"
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breathe (for I am here with you) by whimsifawn
Fandoms: Diary of a Future President (TV)
08 Aug 2021
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The quick spreading panic began again as he stared down at the message displayed brightly in the phone in his hand. He would have sent a frantic, “Nevermind! Ignore that!” after his message had his hand not started shaking too much to even type as his vision began to double at the same time. “Oh god, not again, not again,” ran through his head as his breathing began to shallow out like it had been doing earlier in the night. He looked around quickly, noting that he must have dropped his phone at some point during this since his hands were now empty as he brought them up to his head as he tried to catch his breath again. He messed up. Why was he such an idiot? He wasn’t sure how much time passed while he was like this, but the next thing he heard faintly was someone's footsteps walking up to the court.