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Closed for @half-blood-returned
“Oh Lord, oh Peter what have they done to you...” Koschei was horrified when he finally found his lost lover. It had taken months but he never gave up, he was going to find Peter again no matter what. These savages, these humans, he would tear them all apart for taking Peter from him. He could only assume Peter had been taken for his mixed blood, but the reason didn’t matter to Koschei. What mattered was that he’d found Peter, and he was going to wreck havoc on his kidnappers.
He slowly approached Peter, as not to startle him. Who knew what condition he might be in after being locked up here for so long and had God knows what done to him. Koschei himself was splattered with blood from slaying the guards, and looked like he hadn’t slept a day since Peter had gone missing. He just wanted to hold Peter in his arms again.
“I will get you out of here.” He said and reached out to undo the bounds that held him, ripping them apart to free his lover.
Hint for Episode 125!
Not sure what this has to do with Friday's new episode but I'm sure Cody is going to take us there!
Hint for Episode 127!
Fuck I’ve been found out
Writer/Author Ask - Research
What were the last three-ish things you researched for your WIP?
Tagged by @oilan!
ahahaha this implies that i’m actually writing things ok
1. I was researching interpreters at Ellis Island for a Fantastic Beasts fic I am still telling myself I’m not actually writing. Specifically, I was looking up some of the known translators to try and come up with a plausible combination of languages for a character to know. These guys were really insanely good, most of them could translate a minimum of three separate languages, plus dialects within those languages.
2. Which European countries had King Cake, or a version thereof, as part of their Christmas/Twelfth Night/etc. celebrations, and when.
3. Looking up the names and marriages of the sixty-katrillion daughters of King James I and Queen Joan
hmmm i’ll tag @pilferingapples-- I know you don’t write, but you are always researching interesting things!-- and @aporeticelenchus and @needsmoreresearch
"Oh, I was... expecting something else." Maureen looked around anxiously before stepping cautiously closer. "I'm on a field mission and... stars, Cecil might kill me for this." She bit her lip, then got a bit closer to the huddled figure, going so far as to squat down to get more on level with them. "Are you alright? It's Erika, isn't it?" ~ask-intern-maureen
"…Marcus…M’name is Marcus.." The figure answered, albeit brokenly. He barely moved, shaking slightly and struggling to lift his eyes to meet hers. "…D-Don’…Don’t touch…" he slurred, his gaze unfocused. He knew he recognized this woman from somewhere…but where? He couldn’t place her. He couldn’t place anything right now. He scratched absently at the still-bruised injection sites on his arms, folding his tattered golden wings closer around himself as if for protection.