#vanderstoffels

[lavenderpillowcase]

how could i fall when i am lifted by every word you say to me?

“Hey, Luca,” he said, a smile gracing his lips. “Did you get my texts?”

There was no reply from the other boy.

“Luc?”

A little sob crackled through the line, followed by a sharp intake of breath. Jens’ eyebrows furrowed and he pressed the phone closer to his ear, concerned.

“Lucas? What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice lined with panic.

“I don’t-” the voice faltered as Lucas let out another upsetting cry. “I can’t- I can’t breathe.”

Jens’ feet acted before his mind fully comprehended the sentence, hastily guiding him down the sidewalk on autopilot. “You’re okay, I’m right here. Are you still at your apartment?”

Lucas made a choked sound of confirmation, followed by more heartbreaking sobs. “Need- I need you. Please.”

— — —

Or, Lucas has a panic attack, but Jens is there for him.

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[lavenderpillowcase]

the trees are filled with memories of the feelings never told

“Hey,” Robbe said, and the other boys at the table quieted down, their curiosity now also prioritizing the lone Jens sliding into the picnic table. “Where’s Lucas?”

“Sleeping,” Jens answered shortly, settling down on the bench and lifting his head to look at his friends.

“Holy shit!” “Woah!” Moyo and Aaron shouted concurrently, making multiple overtired teenagers turn to glare. Robbe ignored them, grabbing Jens’ face with one hand and turning it toward him to get a better look. “What the hell happened?”

A mix of purple and black encircled Jens’ left eye, traveling up and disappearing under a band-aid adhered to his temple. The skin directly below his eye was swollen and glossy from what Robbe guessed was some type of ointment. Another small bandage was plastered over the bridge of his nose, a dot of red bleeding through and standing out on the tan material.

“Nothing,” Jens declared, jerking out of Robbe’s hold. “Just drop it.”

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Or, When Jens and Lucas gain mysterious injuries neither of them will openly talk about, Robbe is reminded of his and Sander’s attack and is concerned for his friends.

Read the second part of the “bloom” series now!!

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[lavenderpillowcase]

I just wanted to thank @ghosttotheparty for letting me use their fic “Say My Name and Say It Twice (Cotton Candy Skies)” as inspiration for my latest fic “darling, you don’t have to hold it, you don’t have to be afraid.” His fic is my favorite VDS fic and one of my all-time favorite fics, so being able to write and post a work inspired by it was so much fun and I’m so happy that they agreed to this!! Please go read “Say My Name and Say It Twice (Cotton Candy Skies)” if you haven't already, it deserves so much love!! 

On another note, I used some videos of live ballet performances to help guide me with this story, so those along with ghosttotheparty’s fic will be linked in this post!! <33

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[lavenderpillowcase]

the final chapter of “take my hand and let me take your heart” is up!! enjoy!!!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[lavenderpillowcase]

my first multi-chapter fic is in the making!! chapter 1 of “take my hand and let me take your heart” is up now!!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works