of magicians and memories
of magicians and memories
2seop; pg13; au/angst
summary: Like shadows in a faded light, we're invisible
warnings: character death, mentions of sex, general awfulness as always
a/n: requested by beefballs~ i'm sorry this is so ridiculously unrelated to the prompt OTL but i hope you like this bb~
( Jaeseop used to believe in magic. )
2seop; pg13; au/angst
summary: Like shadows in a faded light, we're invisible
warnings: character death, mentions of sex, general awfulness as always
a/n: requested by beefballs~ i'm sorry this is so ridiculously unrelated to the prompt OTL but i hope you like this bb~
( Jaeseop used to believe in magic. )
ok um jesus christ
WEEPS THIS WAS SO GOOD
DON'T APOLOGISE OMG
and i could see the prompt in this, you didn't drift away!!!
hold on let me quote the fuck out of this because jfc how do you even word these things
slender digits threading in and out of crimson silk strands
A reminder, a little piece of his heart unknowingly sealed away within ink blots and post-it notes pressed into a rainbow and stuck on the fridge.
Ink trails on worn paper, scrawled between printed lines and snippets of conversations from long ago.
He's a mess of giggles and wandering fingers; tobacco-stained lips, and tendrils of stale cigarette smoke still woven through his clothes and hair.
delicate paper stretched over a glass framework
Curls and lines, cutting words deep into a palm rough and callused from years of gripping and sliding along metal bars and coarse ropes.
and askhakhfaf my fav paragraph:
Perhaps it was the fact that Kiseop was broken, so painfully insecure: a complicated, cryptic enigma; unsolvable. The psychologist part of Jaeseop had wanted to solve this intriguing puzzle, curious as to what Kiseop was like behind the masks he put on. The magician side of him had taken it up as a challenge, because that was what magicians do the best: defying the impossible.
and and and
Yet, Jaeseop had found perfection in it; in splayed out fingers over bare torsos, in intertwined limbs and bodies curved together, comma-like; in beautifully arched back and sweat-soaked hair as Kiseop came with a low groan of his name.
cries i love how both of them are "invisible" in their own ways yet coming together as one, complete as one
it's so beautiful WEEPS I LOVE YOU
CAN I MARRY YOUR WORDS
and thankyou so much for this i really really loved it ;;;;; i love you
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rly glad you like it heh, had fun writing this for you 8)
ilu too ♡
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