literally twitching. as much as i loved clockwork prince, i was sitting there the whole time so annoyed at the poetry because, as lovely as most of it was, where was london by william blake???!!!
idk if i missed it at the beginning of one of the chapters or if it’s used in one of the later books but HELLO?? THAT POEM IS THAT ENTIRE BOOK!!
like. ‘i wander through each chartered street/near where the chartered thames does flow’? mentioned over and over.
‘mark in every face i meet/ marks of weakness, marks of woe’? the ifrits’ den.
‘every blackening church appalls’? mortmain and benedict lightwood trying to take over the institute and the general corruption of the clave.
‘mind-forged manacles’? the mess nate gets himself tangled up in with the automatons.
‘harlot’s curse […] blights with plagues the marriage hearse’??? demon pox and barbara lightwood’s death!!!!!!
I just like the fic idea of this whole Daniel and josh as a PR relationship that turns into something real. WAG Daniel is one of my favourite Daniels. He’s thrive as Josh’s wag.
Do you mean something like this? I hope its what you're looking for? (I also haven't reread/edited😬)
Daniel tugged at his beanie, it was freezing even inside the car.
“He really couldn’t have let Tua have that last game? We could have been playing in Miami again.” Daniel grumbled, his favourite refrain since realizing that the Bills getting the number 3 seeding and home field advantage had meant that they’d be back up north for the rest of the playoffs.
“Miami is having a cold front right now– you’d still be cold DR.” Blake pointed out, barely looking up from his phone. The SUV rolled forward slowly, pulling to a stop by one of the more private entrances to the stadium. There was a crowd of people, hoping and praying for a quick peek at Taylor no doubt.
“Yeah but a Miami cold front is still like….not snow.” The door opened and Daniel walked confidently behind their security team, waving and smiling at a few of those that apparently came to see him. He signed a few caps and took a few pictures before trekking into the stadium.
The biting feeling subsided as they went further into the comfortable set of tunnels at Highmark Stadium. Daniel grinned and greeted all of the staff that greeted him, that had become familiar to him since preseason when he had his brace and needed a change of pace. Josh had invited him to stay for a week during training camp. He hadn’t expected the warm welcome from the team (he thought himself a distraction, truly wanting to sit somewhere quiet and observe). They’d taken him in like family, Steffon’s girlfriend– Tae – had taken him to lunch.
They hadn’t been together then, but that had changed quickly. Their regular facetimes and phonecalls made them comfortable with each other. Being in close quarters had made them aware of each other. It kind of just… happened.
“Do you wanna go to the box first or the locker room?” Blake asked, pulling Daniel from his thoughts.
“It’ll probably be faster if we swing by the locker room now. Catch them before Brady starts going over stuff.” Daniel pulled at his Bills Mafia scarf, rolling it around his forearm. They took a left and walked down a few more corridors before stepping into the home team hallway. They stepped into the noisy room, watching as the group of burly men roughoused and teased. One of the linemen noticed him first, pulling Daniel into a quick hug.
“Dammit, we’re late. No ones naked anymore!” Daniel complained loudly, laughing and dodging attempts to pull him into the middle of the chaos.
Josh walked across the room, his half done up pads jutting off of him on all sides. His mouthguard stuck out through his teeth as he smiled.
“Hey you.” Josh pulled him into a hug, crowding Daniel’s smaller frame with his bigger one. He flipped off the guys when they wolf whistled.
“Hey yourself. Fuckin full send out there, yeah?” Daniel smiled widely when Josh’s eyes lit up. He particularly loved it when Daniel told him good luck the same way he’d tell another driver.
“No half sends.” Josh parroted back. Daniel leaned up onto his toes and pecked him on the lips before backing out of his arms. He left the room with a wave to the rest of the team and a swat on his ass.
“You think they have red bull? Or is that like a sponsorship thing?” Daniel mumbled to Blake as they walked towards the family box.
