#evan&gideon

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This had grown into a far too complicated situation, something he wasn’t sure he was comfortable with anymore. It all began with just a little bit of fooling around, and now? Now he was invested, and it was confusing him. Evan had never really felt anything that deep, and particularly not with someone who was supposed to be an enemy. Sure, they got to live whatever that was in secret, and it was great, it made him feel great, but he was starting to feel trapped. And he was starting to feel himself change, and he didn’t know what to do about it. His usual reaction was to screw things up, but he couldn’t just do that.

So he pulled Gideon to the farthest corner of the pub. It was a darker place, quiet, people rarely came that far back, he knew by experience. But this was the most appropriate place, he thought. After sitting down, Evan couldn’t even look at the other, staring at the table in front of him, silent. It was only once the silence was growing uncomfortable that he finally spoke. “I can’t keep doing this.” He said, finally looking at the other, something he regretted almost immediately. Was it too late to realize was he felt was actually love? Perhaps it was. “I just can’t, I’m sorry.” It was the truth, he was sorry. And now that he said it, all he could think about was to just escape and empty a bottle or two until he fell asleep. But he couldn’t, he couldn’t just leave like that.

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send  me   ‘  💔  ’   to  generate  the  angsty  way  that  our  muses  kiss.

& a  kiss  to  give  up  control.

It felt like everything he’d been doing in the last month was to survive and try to escape the grasp of war. Heck, he’d been doing that his whole life, and he was tired now. Everywhere he went felt unsafe, everything he did felt like a mistake. He just wanted, for once, to not have all of those responsibilities, all of this pressure he constantly felt. And he had found that, he’d found that with him. 

Yet, Evan still constantly found himself trying to ruin this. Really, it was his own self-hatred, convinced he would never be any good to the other; it was a lie. But his brain couldn’t understand that, all his brain knew was hatred and pain. Maybe that was why he always found himself trying to escape: he didn’t know how to react to this softness, he didn’t feel like he deserved it. But in this moment, it was the one thing he wanted more than anything. 

Evan rolled over in the bed to face the other, staring at him for a moment. He really lucked out with him, and he still couldn’t understand how it happened, or why the other man stuck with him. Finally, he opened his mouth to say something - one word, one name. “Gideon.” Slowly, his hand reached up to the other’s face, fingers going down his jaw while he seemed to wake up from his sleep. Evan didn’t say more as he moved closer, but his face was screaming ‘don’t leave me’. As his lips pressed against the others, he felt some feeling or relief, like nothing mattered anymore. And nothing did matter anymore except for them. 

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🍼prosier

name: Samuel Prewett

likes / dislikes: Theater, classics of literature, pumpkin spiced anything, milkshakes, anyone looking down on his family, caramel, flying, potions.

first word: Dada. They actually don’t know which one he was trying to refer to, and it’s still a conflict between them(although it’s just a minor conflict).

appearance: Samuel is more on the taller side, although he does not look imposing like many do. He does like to dress up well, and always looks clean and neat.

which parent they look more like: Neither, he was adopted, but people have said he shared some similarities with Gideon.

which parent they like more: Gideon

height once fully grown: 6′

job ambition: Evan and Gideon wanted to give him as much freedom as he wanted, wanted him to live free from any war like they had to go through. Samuel ended up trying many things, but the one thing that truly stuck with him was theater, and he is hoping to work in that area one day.

faceclaim: Casey Cott

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gideon & evan (fake dating au)

send me a ship/brotp + AU for a three sentences fic.

“Can’t you just pretend for five minutes?” Evan said with an exasperated sigh as he looked at the other boy, clearly not impressed. He wasn’t sure what possessed him to hire Gideon for the job, but it was too short notice now to just switch to someone else, already seeing the girl approaching. Well, he needed to show he was over her, and if the other wasn’t helping, there was only one thing left: he grabbed the other’s face, pressing his lips against his in the most natural way possible.