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if you die in hamlet you die in real life by orphan_account
Fandoms: Hamlet - Shakespeare, Rosencrantz & Guildenstern are Dead - Stoppard
07 Oct 2018
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hamlet but it's modern and 'mmmm, whatcha say' plays every time a character dies
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- Part 1 of what if shakespeare but memes
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13 Jan 2021
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"For what it’s worth, I think that you are going to be a really good king.”
Everything, Eliot thinks, it’s worth everything. And Q is smiling and he is smiling and if this moment was a color it would be lavender; that had always been his mother’s favorite color.
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08 Jan 2021
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Quentin's kind of tired of pretending to be surprised every time he hooks up with his ex.
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02 Nov 2020
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Eliot is startled, maybe, but he doesn’t pull away, doesn’t push Quentin off the bed. There’s a furrow in his brow. His lips are pink and wet, his cheeks wearing a slight flush. Something breaks open on his face, like light trying to peek through a boarded-up, forgotten window. “Q,” he starts. “We shouldn’t.”
Not I don’t want you or Get the fuck off of me. Just: We shouldn’t.
He cups the nape of Eliot’s neck, fingers tangling in his curls. “I just—I miss you.”
Something terribly conflicted blooms over Eliot’s face, and he rumbles, low in his throat. “This is a—” He brushes his lips featherlight against Quentin’s, sighing into his mouth. “—terrible idea. What—what are you doing? You don’t—you don’t want this.”
Quentin chases Eliot’s mouth, kissing him harder, more insistent. He pulls the bow of Eliot’s lips between his teeth. “I want you all the time. Wanna feel how bad I want you?” Quentin’s voice is rough, ragged. Eliot has always liked this, feeling how hard he gets, how much he wants. For Quentin, it never really stopped, stirring in the background, a restless eddy of attraction.
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- Part 1 of a panoply of song
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28 Sep 2020
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Quentin… can’t really interpret the look on Eliot’s face. He almost looks nauseated, like the news that Quentin and Alice’s relationship is over is somehow terrifying to him.
“Are you okay?” he asks, and something about the way he says it almost makes Quentin start crying. This, of all things. There’s a desperation there, in the sheen of Eliot’s eyes, like the thought of Quentin not being okay is deeply, viscerally painful to Eliot somehow. As if Quentin’s ever really okay. As if he’s been okay at all recently. Ha ha. Imagine a world in which he’s okay. Poor Eliot, wanting the impossible for his friend. What a beautiful heart he has. Quentin should tell him that, maybe.Bookmarked by under_thesea
04 Sep 2020