#TwinConnection

[magicalxmind]

Do you have one of them 🌠?

[moxiewidow]

Good morning LT family! Resharing this cause it's one of my favorites... Brotherly Love ❤❤❤ #lestwins #lestwinsfan #lestwinsconnection #LesTwinsClique #larry #Laurent #brotherlylove #lovelestwins #bourgeoisbrothers #twinconnection (at Oceanside, California)

[cancer-n-champagne]

#cancersucks #cancerstory A year today 9-6-18 that word that no one wants to hear once but for second time in my #life #cancer this time #sarcoma in my left pectoral muscle aka chest. The same side where I had fought #breastcancer 2015-16. To have to call my parents and say sorry was so hard they cried on the phone and came to get me bc had to get to hospital to see my #medicalteam My #sister aka #twin happened to be with me and we #cried a lot. Having a twin is different then #siblings because of the power of #twinconnection. I had done everything to avoid getting cancer again - #chemotherapy #radiationtherapy #reconstructionsurgery #hysterectomy NO #fertilitytreatment 😢 BUT unlucky get struck with a rare #sarcoma Since this day last year I have endured multiple #surgeries 1) 10-20-18 a #radicalmastectomy with #diepflap about 11hrs and 15 days in hospital 2) 10-27-18 emergency surgery due to complications developed a fever 3) 1-4-19 open wound result MRSA & Steph infection 4) 4-25-19 open wound & dead tissue, double reconstruction AND soon another bc of more complications in breast scheduled 9-27-19 will be 5hrs about. I’ve been a #warrior but some days I’m just tired of cancer. What gets me thru is that I’m #stronger than this #disease and along the way I’ve meant some young adults who have lost the fight and I just think of my #luck to still be here. About to turn 41 on Oct 2 and it’s been a rough for years since first Dx 11-2-15 people are surprised by my #smile and #laughter but it’s good #medicine #thankful #sarcomaawareness #breastcancerawareness #health #life #cancerstrong Pictures- biopsy day & image, my 40th in #kauaihawaii @gofundme @sarcoma_awareness @curesarcoma @thepinkagenda @stupidcancer @americancancersociety @susangkomen @gruniongazette @hoaghealth @keckmedofusc @championhlth (at Long Beach, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2E7MB_pXGy/?igshid=11h4evgh992wy

[the-bad-appl3-blog]

This right here is mind blowing repost via @instarepost20 from @viirvladrawings The hug-buildup. Look at Larry's face in the beginning before he puts his hand to his mouth; he looks absolutely stunned, and it's like he needs to be closer to his twin: Look at the #love in his face. Since Lau isn't looking at Larry to see that, he apparently feels it - so he hugs him. #beautiful #twinconnection #lestwins @lestwinsoff @lestwinson Music: Kehlani - Gangsta <3 #youseewhyihadtodrawthat #instarepost20

[jimfostercoc]

Friedman: The Same but Different: How Twins Can Live, Love, and Learn to Be Individuals

[ibogard]

#Yaaaoooo I'm in love wit da @CocoAndBreezy ( get familiar).. #TwinConnection #WonderTwins #RegalFam #RoyalFlyness #Swaganomics #Hustlersinstyle #Catchusifucan (at W New York - Union Square)

[phoenyxdrowning]

Fair enough. Then, hawkecest, prompt #4.

OH GOD. I hurt myself with this. It was the first thing that popped into my head when I thought of this prompt, because my brain is terrible and sadistic and I’M SORRY OKAY. I’m going to take another look at your first prompt (the one I’d done already), and see if I can come up with something nice and fluffy and happy for it to make up for this. 

Under the cut because no one should have to see this without proper emotional preparation. ANGST AND PAIN AHEAD. 

4. Forehead kiss

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"No." Marian chokes on her denial. This has to be a nightmare, some false vision sent by a malicious demon of the Fade. It can’t be happening, can’t be real. The Gallows courtyard blurs around her, and all she can see is Bethany standing before her.

"Is everything all right, Sister?" Bethany’s voice is flat and emotionless, her eyes cold and blank. The brand on her forehead is still raw and swollen. Marian leans in to brush her lips over the mark, like she used to do with all of Bethany’s cuts and scrapes. Bethany doesn’t react.

"Hawke…" Isabela’s tone is uncharacteristically soft, her hand almost careful where it comes to rest on Marian’s shoulder.

Marian doesn’t feel it, doesn’t feel anything except for the pain and guilt swelling in her chest, rising hot and bitter in her throat. Meredith warned her of this, in her own vague, deniable way; Marian should have listened, should have tried harder to figure out some way to give the Knight-Commander what she wanted without betraying her own ideals.

Now Bethany is gone, Tranquil, and it’s Marian’s fault. “I’m sorry, Beth,” Marian says, barely noticing the tears that spill hot down her cheeks. Her hands tremble as they cradle Bethany’s cheeks. “I’m so sorry.”

"Why are you crying?" Bethany asks, her head tilting slightly in a bland sort of curiosity. "I am content."

A sob catches in Marian’s throat, ragged and hoarse. She’s vaguely aware of her hand being tugged away from Bethany’s face, of the solid weight of a dagger being pressed into it. She turns her head; Isabela looks sad and apologetic, her own eyes dry but rimmed with red.

"It’s what she’d want," Isabela says roughly. Her eyes dip to look at the dagger before darting to either side, making sure that the templars aren’t watching too closely. "I would do it, but…I think she’d want it to be you."

Marian curls her fingers around the hilt, squeezes until the leather wrapping presses hard into her palm.

"It’s poisoned," Isabela adds under her breath. "It’ll be quick."

Drawing a shaky breath, Marian looks back up at her little sister—or the shell that once contained her. Bethany stares back, unaffected, and Marian shatters a little more. Tears stream down her face, dripping onto Bethany’s cheeks as Marian leans in to kiss her forehead once more. She pulls back, presses a gentle kiss into Bethany’s lips.

"I love you," Marian whispers as she slides the dagger into her sister’s gut. 

[moxiewidow]

Sometimes I get nervous when I see so many 'extra faces in their posts ... I know they have their crew, but THIS is the magic of Les Twins...Larry and Lau and the connection of these amazing brothers is what keeps me coming back for more! #lestwins #larry #Laurent #twinslove #brotherlylove #bourgeoisbrothers #wod #twinconnection #crazyaboutlestwins (at Oceanside, California)

[glompcat]

twinconnection replied to your post:“godfreygaobipls replied to your post:“What a cool shark.” NYC is...”

as we all know, elections are approaching, so the mayor's secret police will be arriving soon to kidnap those who vote incorrectly. but don't worry. i hear the cells are equipped with hbo on demand.

tbh I think the NYPD is even scarier and more corrupt than Night Vale's secret police and this would not surprise me as Ray Kelly is basically eviler than a super villian, you know?

:/

[phoenyxdrowning]

For twinconnection, to make up for the horrid wrenching nightmare I made of her other prompt. 

22: Then there’s tongue (Hawkecest)

Under the cut 'cause this ended up being less drabble-y and more of a short little fic. 

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"You two sisters?"

Bethany's blood turns to ice when she sees the curious glint in the shopkeeper's eyes. It's an innocent question, but she can hear what he isn't saying, see how his hand shifts just the slightest bit toward his side of the counter.

They've been on the run, the two of them, for months now—since fleeing the wreckage of what was once Kirkwall. They try not to venture too close to cities and towns if they can avoid it; everyone in Thedas has heard the rumors by now, of the exiled Champion and her apostate sister, the Chantry's most sought after criminals. That they've never officially been charged with any sort of crime is of little concern—the Chantry is offering a generous sum for their capture, and to most that matters far more than the rule of law.

They wouldn't have ventured into Ansburg if they weren't dangerously low on supplies. There's only so much they can forage from the land, and neither is quite willing to give up bathing just yet.

"Sisters?" Marian scoffs, giving the man an incredulous look. "Not us, serah. That would certainly make things awkward, wouldn't it?" She glances to Bethany, her eyebrows jumping just the slightest bit in askance. Bethany nods, smiles weakly. Marian throws her arm around Bethany's shoulders, a heavy, familiar gesture. "You see…Petrice, here, is all set to marry my cousin. We're on our way to meet him in Rialto, as a matter of fact."

Petrice? Bethany tries to contain her scowl. Her sister's going to pay for that choice of alibi. "That's right," she says, forcing her smile wider. "Hortensia was kind enough to offer her company for the journey." Two can play at that game.

His eyes narrow as he considers the two of them. "Prove it."

"I'm…sorry?" Marian asks with a nervous chuckle.

"If you ain't sisters, prove it," he clarifies.

"How are we meant to do that?" Marian's hands twitch at her sides, ready to reach for her daggers at a moment's notice.

Magic surges to Bethany's fingertips, waiting to be released. They're in the middle of a crowded marketplace; it's not likely they'd be able to escape if things go bad, but she's not going to go down without a fight.

The shopkeeper runs his eyes over them, a lurid smile oozing onto his lips. "Give each other a little kiss."

"What?" Bethany replies, too shocked by the suggestion to hold her tongue.

"I told you, serah," Marian says, her smile tightening. "She's promised to my cousin."

"He ain't here, is he?" the man shoots back. He waves his hand at them. "Go on, I won't tell 'im." When they both hesitate, he presses further. "If ye ain't sisters, ye shouldn't have no problem with it."

Bethany's heart leaps into her throat as Marian turns to face her. "You heard the man," Marian says, her eyes softening when they meet Bethany's. Her hands tremble a bit as they come up to brush the hair back from Bethany's face.

Nodding slowly, Bethany swallows around the sudden lump in her throat. Her chest flutters as Marian dips her head, leans closer. Marian's lips brush over hers, soft and chaste, and an electric shock jolts down Bethany's spine.

"That weren't no kiss," the shopkeeper complains when Marian pulls away. "Go on, give 'er a real one."

Marian hesitates, raising her eyebrows at Bethany in question. Bethany can hardly breathe—from nerves, or anticipation, or something she dares not put a name to—but somehow she finds her voice. "Just do it," she murmurs. After a moment, she adds, "I'm sure your cousin will understand."

When Marian's lips find hers for a second time, it's more firm than before. Marian's hands cup her cheeks, slide back into her hair as her mouth presses against Bethany's own. Bethany's heart pounds in her chest, her pulse rushes in her ears; her hands find Marian's hips almost of their own accord, and a low moan sounds in Bethany's throat as she pulls her sister's body flush against her own.

The sound surprises both of them, and Marian tenses in response. For a long, aching moment Bethany is afraid this will be the end of it—not that it's supposed to be anything more than a convincing show, a ruse to keep them alive. Then Marian's fingers curl against Bethany's scalp, and a warm, slick tongue sweeps across her lower lip.

Bethany's mouth opens reflexively, her tongue sliding against her sister's, and Maker this has got to be a thousand different kinds of wrong, but she can't help herself. There's something about this that's completely irresistible, and she can scarcely believe she's never given it thought before. The only thing she wants right now is for this to never stop—and, a small scared part of her adds, for it to be more than just an act to her sister as well.

They finally draw apart when the shopkeeper clears his throat. Bethany's lips tingle as they dry in the cool air. Marian's eyes are hooded and dark, darting away from Bethany's almost before they even meet.

"Satisfied?" Marian pants. Her signature smirk is a little off, a little tighter than usual, but only Bethany knows her well enough to spot the difference now.

"Don't look like yer cousin stands a chance," the shopkeeper says with a lewd grin. "What can I get fer you ladies?"

[moxiewidow]

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Repost from @lestwinsoff I am blown away by this on so many levels! Lau is killing it! But...I can't help but watch Larry fanboy over his brother. Watch as he seems to be magnetically pulled closer to Lau's side till they have to be twinning! ❤ No matter what, they are always each other's biggest fans. I love seeing that bond, that connection, that LOVE in action! @lestwinson @lestwinsoff @officiallestwins #lestwins #laurent #larry #twinslove #brotherlylove #twinning #twinconnection (at Oceanside, California)

[skeletal-dysphoria]

twinconnection replied to your post: twinconnection replied to your post: Erm so...

i’m laughing so it was just a coincidence that you used the words “kind gay"

Yep, but I did laugh when I got to the bit where she did say it.

[hexenfleur]

twinconnection replied to your post: I don’t understand the podfic trend

same

Some of them sound really great and I'd love to read them but I don't get that option? And it sort of weirds me out to have people read fanfiction aloud to me (especially smut)

[glompcat]

Adventure Time Spoilers

twinconnection replied to your post:“adventure time spoilers”

EVEN BEFORE THAT, SHE WOKE UP AFTER SLEEPING IN MARCELINE'S SHIRT AND SPENT A GOOD FEW MOMENTS TRYING TO SNIFF IT FOR MARCELINE'S SCENT. IM CRYIGN

SHE TRADED HAMBO FOR THE SHIRT AND MAJA SAID THAT THE SHIRT HAD EVEN MORE SENTIMENTAL VALUE TO PB THAN HAMBO HAD TO MARCY I CAN'T OH NO I CAN'T HANDLE THIS AHHHHHHH PB GOT MARCY HER TEDDY BEAR BACK AND OH GOOOOSH