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“I want you to kill one of them. Do that, and I won’t have to ask you to kill the others.
You’ll do it on your own.”
When we finally arrive at the banya, the Darkling is just emerging from the baths, pulling a clean shirt over his head. He really is something to look at, all lean muscle and pale skin beaded with moisture from the steam.
If Diane Young won’t change your mind,
Baby, baby, baby, baby, right on time.
Whoever we are here, we might be princesses somewhere else. Or writers. Or scientists. Or presidents. Or whatever the hell we want to be that everyone else says we can’t be.
My friend pointed out how when Derek growled at Isaac, he acted in the same way he did when his dad got angry and threw glass at him.
I’m done.
The thing is…
even if my OTP never becomes canon, I will still ship it.
even if you write out a dissertation explaining why my OTP will never become canon, I will still ship it.
even if the creator issued a statement tomorrow that said my OTP will never become canon, I will still ship it.
even if no one else in the universe ships my OTP, I will still ship it.
You wanna know why? Because I fucking love my OTP. And nothing will change that.
