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shadowglitter) wrote2017-11-25 11:18 am
shadowglitter) wrote2017-11-25 11:18 am
PSL || poe/odin
WAY TO REJECT ME YOU FLIGHTY AIRBORN PIECE OF SHIT! WAY TO FUCK EVERYTHING UP FOR ME AND MY HEART, FOREVER AND EVER, ALWAYS UNTIL FOREVER
HEY YO YOU TOLD ME TO WRITE A LIST SO GUESS WHAT!!!!!! IT'S TIME FOR US TO GET FUNKY AS FUUUUUUCKKKKKKKK
god i am not going to bother formatting this
TO DO LIST:
1. SEXTING FROM BOOT CAMP ringverse AU
2. prince/concubine AU - owain's the prince, poe's a concubine to the king, paranoia and political assassination ensues, etc etc etc etc etc
3. vampire hooker AU?? owain gonna get his gothic goth goth dick wet in that spooky vampire butt
4. HAHA BOOM WE'RE DOING IT I LINKED THE POST DOWN THERE
5. enemies of war AU - owain's a good guy on the bad guy side who almost loses his life trying to save poe even though he's an enemy soldier, poes like What, Shit, Damn, gay shit ensues
6. HNENENGH
7. ANGELS AND DEMONSSSSSSsss
8. 20s AU///?? YES. YES ALRIGHT
9. WW1 AU WHATS Up
10. ?? there was something that was supposed to go here from the kink meme
11. samurai champloo AU what up. chon'sin. Shit
12. bBODYSWAPPpappapp
long-term AU posts:
HEY YO YOU TOLD ME TO WRITE A LIST SO GUESS WHAT!!!!!! IT'S TIME FOR US TO GET FUNKY AS FUUUUUUCKKKKKKKK
god i am not going to bother formatting this
TO DO LIST:
1. SEXTING FROM BOOT CAMP ringverse AU
2. prince/concubine AU - owain's the prince, poe's a concubine to the king, paranoia and political assassination ensues, etc etc etc etc etc
3. vampire hooker AU?? owain gonna get his gothic goth goth dick wet in that spooky vampire butt
4. HAHA BOOM WE'RE DOING IT I LINKED THE POST DOWN THERE
5. enemies of war AU - owain's a good guy on the bad guy side who almost loses his life trying to save poe even though he's an enemy soldier, poes like What, Shit, Damn, gay shit ensues
6. HNENENGH
7. ANGELS AND DEMONSSSSSSsss
8. 20s AU///?? YES. YES ALRIGHT
9. WW1 AU WHATS Up
10. ?? there was something that was supposed to go here from the kink meme
11. samurai champloo AU what up. chon'sin. Shit
12. bBODYSWAPPpappapp
long-term AU posts:
⚔⛉☆ PLEDGED
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He pulls off his shirt, wincing when it hurts. The damage is worse than he said it was - the dark purple bruise over his chest is starting to yellow around the edges, but there are old wounds, too many old wounds, peppered over the rest of him. Cuts and tears and breaks in his skin surrounded by other bruises and other marks, a build up of months of self-destruction littered on toned muscle. He doesn't complain about any of it. He is, after all, still a soldier.
Owain watches Poe drink, and after laying back down in bed, he holds his hand out for a bottle of his own.
"My place, my rules," he mumbles. "Your place, technically, but my apartment. My rules, still. No drinking without the host."
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"I have to catch up to the fucking host, first," Poe says, leaning down to check the fridge for water - or, more likely - chocolate milk. Owain is already far too drunk.
He finds the latter because of course he does, thrusting the milk container into Owain's hand.
He took another hard drink of his own, before turning his attention to Owain's chest. He swore, lowly, under his breath. For Owain to be able to do this so regularly that the nanites couldn't keep up--
"What would stop this." It's not quite a question as much as a demand, given through gritted teeth. "Just- tell me, and I'll do it."
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He sets it down on the side table, wincing, again, at the strain of his muscles, and hunches back against the headboard. He watches Poe with heavy, lidded eyes, guilt eating away at him more than ever. He's done too much wrong. Poe would be better off without him.
The demand makes him flinch and go quiet.
"I... just..."
He's so much smaller in his tears than he ever has been before, when they came from a place of happiness or when they came from. He tries to keep his face steady, to hold some semblance of dignity despite him having none, blinking rapidly and scrubbing his hands over his bruised and tender eyes to make the crying stop.
"I just-- want-- you," he says, and it's childish, it's pathetic, but it's true. "I just want you. Some part of you. That belongs to me. Something. Anything, that I know is mine, that I know will stay mine, that I can-- just-- have. It's just-- you."
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"You already- you already have a piece of me, Owain, that's not- that was never really... a question. I just--"
Just had to put it aside.
He couldn't say that outloud. Certainly not like this.
"I don't know how to prove that to you."
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"The thought of even-- attempting to let go of you, or to stop hoping for you, is like a knife in my chest. And you just... did it. It was just-- something you could do. Even if you didn't stop... loving me, you've stopped wanting to be with me, if-- if you ever even did-- because I'm not as important as him, and I'm not as important as you are to me, I'm not-- I'm not shit."
His eyes draw closed, and he leans into Poe's hand like he's never even been comforted before, absorbing all that warmth and all that steadiness and just relaxing, despite everything. Even just this - just Poe's hand on his - is enough to ease the ache in him, however briefly.
He knows what he wants. He wants a thousand things, each of them too terrible to ask for, and he knows he wouldn't be able to stop himself from asking for things he shouldn't ask for. Knows that if this goes any further, he won't know what he'll do.
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Like all of his worst fears about both the situation and himself were all true.
"I'm sorry, Owain," he murmured lowly and forelornly into the other man's hair. "... I don't know how I could have let you believe any of that... You-- you are so much more..."