#tfw even ur dad doesn’t notice you WHAT THE FUCK

[unluckyprime]

u guys hear that? the sound of everyone adding Grease music to their oakworthy playlists? THE SOUND OF GAY PEOPLE GOING SORT OF REAL?

[vaguely-concerned]

Let’s Read Victory of Eagles; the Prepare to Cry About William Laurence Edition

earlier temeraire let’s reads (yes I’m sticking with it)

- oh man starting with temeraire’s pov is such a good call, I don’t know if I could take getting plunged straight into laurence’s misery without some (very slight) levity first 

- lol and also crey @ laurence gently reminding these young guys how to keep him prisoner 

- temeraire on his way to revolutionize dragon politics after one damn month... I’m so proud ;___; on the other hand him thinking laurence is dead is... nope not processing this laurence is fine let’s not worry about it

- SURPRISE THARKAY! BEST KIND OF SURPRISE 

looool he just keeps coming to get laurence and finding him embroiled in some fresh catastrophe... I’m sorry ur bro is in another castle/war camp/ship wreck/prison tharkay you’re a champ for tracking him down again and again

- He has a new birb!!! good stuff. this part of them walking through the quiet ruined town is really striking too

- laurence feels like he can be just himself for the first time in months huh... cool cool cool

- “You and Temeraire would be welcome in other parts of the world. You may recall there is some semblance of civilization,” he added dryly, “in a few places, beyond the borders of England.”

fsdakhfdasdfsaflj a) I love him so much b) I  g u e s s  Tharkay kind of just asked Laurence to run away with him in his low-key sardonic way... super triple extra cool cool cool extremely admirable even if he and everyone else in the world knows it to be doomed 

resting his hand on his shoulder because he knows Laurence is gonna be Laurence about this... yeah okay just punch me in the heart

- tfw the guy you sort of have a thing for is determined to get himself killed for a government you feel exactly zero personal loyalty to and now you have to watch his back 🙄

- lol laurence is like ‘I’m not gonna start a fistfight’ 

five minutes later: granby pulls laurence out of a fistfight he started because someone talked shit about his dragon

- aw demane and sipho! good boys bein’ good boys 

- temeraire reciting principia mathematica to himself and changing his voice so he can pretend it’s laurence reading to him... that is under the belt naomi novik that is just mean

(all the funnier/more heartbreaking for knowing laurence has no fucking idea what he’s reading out loud when it comes to that book and would never have touched it if temeraire didn’t love it so much)

- “Oh,” Temeraire said, and sat back on his haunches. He was not quite sure what to say. “I am very sorry?” he offered, uncertainly. He supposed it must be very unpleasant to be a coward.

fjfjghfgj how is he so darling

- tbh perscitia is very much me when it comes to fighting; I too am small and slow and cripplingly overly aware of all the ways things can go wrong which everyone seems happy to overlook

- as a professional tharkay spotter: he is in fact present in the proceedings right now, he arrived at the same time as granby and had one (1) line of dialogue! I am not sure why everyone’s talking about this napoleon fella instead of specifying to me what precise dragon he hitched a ride with or what kind of babysitter arrangement he has put in place for his birb but y’know I’ll take what I can get

(there is a peculiar sort of satisfaction in getting reeeeaaal attached to a side character; this reminds me a lot of being nine and scrupulously scanning every page of a harry potter book for mentions of sirius, no matter how peripheral or inconsequential) 

- all of temeraire’s dragons are pure gold tbh, I especially like majestatis and his laconic competency (I may have a type)

- temeraire not getting why laurence isn’t responding to him quite as he should and laurence basically getting his affairs in order... William Laurence if you break both our hearts I will never fucking forgive you this is my stern voice

- adding a second (and tonally very different) pov is such a genius move at this point in the story; it really breathes new life into everything. 

- lady allendale is the real mvp, you can really see a lot of laurence’s good sides in a straight line from her to him

- oooooooooooooooooooooh roland dropping some truth bombs on laurence for being so very very honorable and so very very dumb

thank you jane I guess at least he’s pretty

- having to read laurence trying to convince all the people who love him to basically let him kill himself is extremely upsetting and I Do Not Care for it

- temeraire absent-mindedly putting ‘coming up with some way to let laurence live as long as me’ on his ‘to do’ list is Everything

but also he doesn’t even realize how wrong things are with his captain and I want to curl up in a ball. no bb no one is going to take him but he’s halfway through taking himself out :(

(I will say that there’s something about laurence’s incredible inflexibility and self loathing that is very relatable, which is probably why I’m so mad at him and also so scared for him. incidentally one of hanzo’s traits I really identify with. anyway onwards)

- ah of course granby was kidnapped I was wondering when something bad would happen to him in this book

- “You are not obliged -- ” Laurence began.

“No,” Tharkay agreed civilly, with one raised brow, and Laurence bowed and left it there. 

fdsfdklsalkjhfkjasdhfjkadshdsfhksdfjakh how... how can anyone be so impossibly lovely and so sarcastic in one word... my heart feels so full

but also ow b/c I think tharkay does see the state laurence is in and it must be extremely stressful to look out for all the swords your bro is determined to throw himself on 

- oF ALL THE DOORSTEPS IN ALL OF LONDON THEY HAD TO END UP AT LAURENCE’S EX’S how many mirrors has this poor man broken to end up here 

- oh uh wow I think I just murdered woolvey’s shitty racist ass with my mind I never even knew I had the power

- Tharkay seeming to suss out the whole Situation here at a glance... *prayer hands emoji*

-  Tharkay shook his head, and when Laurence looked at him said quietly: “It must be difficult to follow an officer of public repute, in the affections of a woman who loves courage.”

...

“My reputation is hardly one any sensible man would covet.”

“It does not name you a coward,” Tharkay said. “Whatever has Bertram Woolvey done?”

as observed completely impartially except for that one awful enormous crush he is developing lol

- oh no... woolvey died... this is... terrible.... *insert ‘shocked’ captain kirk reaction image here*

okay it does put edith in a genuinely awful situation, which super sucks. everything around her is like the one part of laurence’s self loathing that is sort of justified: he’s been making her life so much harder for so long. first she had to worry about her not-even-husband-yet getting lost at sea and he seems pretty emotionally distant, for all that he can be sweet, then he adopts a dragon and she is SUCH AN AFTERTHOUGHT to him in that process (because, as I have discussed earlier, william laurence should just not ask people to marry him b/c he never. actually. means. it. he just thinks he should I think)

and then, after finally disentangling herself emotionally from that she manages to marry a dude who’s a twit, but a twit who by all appearances treats her well and she’s happy -- and then Laurence shows up for three fucking hours and her HUSBAND IS SHOT DEAD 

most of laurence’s guilt is the useless self-flagellation of depression, but in this one case I’m a bit more ‘yeah okay valid bro’

- Laurence’s tendency to describe, in minute detail, what some dude is wearing even under the most dire of circumstances is so endearing. (also he barely ever does it with women; usually it’s like ‘and she was wearing idk a dress?’ lol)

- laurence’s superpower is inspiring people’s affection and loyalty and then wondering why they’re all not cool with him throwing himself off a cliff

- is tharkay like basically a scottish lord on his dad’s side and has been fucked over by either the system or the rest of his family. are you fucking kidding me jfksadflsadfj

- oh. oh okay that’s the king that’s super extra salt in the wound for our golden boy :I

- NOOOOOOOOOOO TEMERAIRE THINKS LAURENCE MIGHT BE ANGRY WITH HIM!!!!!! LAURENCE YOU BEAUTIFUL USELESS DUMBASS PLEASE SNAP OUT OF YOUR DEPRESSION LONG ENOUGH TO TELL YOUR DRAGON SON YOU’RE NOT ANGRY WITH HIM OR SO HELP ME I’LL... CRY AT YOU I GUESS

- okay so this is all very bleak and... borderline war crime-y and laurence is clearly In A Bad Way but also demane has just put every scrap of clothing he could find on his little brother, who now can barely walk for all the layers but is presumably nice and warm, and my heart is doing strange things in my chest

- “Laurence, what are you doing?” 

*ELMO SURROUNDED IN FLAMES GIF* MY BOY THARKAY BEING THE REAL MVP ASKING THE REAL QUESTIONS

this whole scene is so brief but so good fkdslahfaklsdhfaskld laurence literally slipping back out of dissociation and noticing the smells and sounds around him again... this is So Much, tharkay you fucking miracle of a man  

- there is something incredibly interesting about how laurence is just viscerally terrified by the things tharkay seems to represent to him -- that’s at least twice now that he’s thought straight out, in pretty much the same words, that tharkay’s way of living seems achingly lonely and untethered and frightening to him. (the first time is in black powder war, just as he’s about to give the offer of friendship that tharkay seems equal parts confused and touched by lol) laurence has this intense need to be part of something bigger than himself and doesn’t trust himself to know what’s right (...even tho he’ll historically still occasionally go off and do The Right Thing despite orders anyway because he’s a beautiful idiot), while tharkay obviously puts freedom and autonomy faaaar above any of that (understandably, from his background lol) 

and still it’s exactly this dude who woke laurence up to himself again and reminded him who he really is. this is the man he knew he’d be ‘sorrier to lose than yet I know’ and gooooddamn if he wasn’t right about that. I’m not ready to be coherent about it yet but uh wow this is A Lot

- the way novik writes laurence dissociating is. a bit too close to home, I’m not thrilled about this haha 

- LAURENCE IS TALKING TO HIS DRAGON SON AGAIN AND I CAN FINALLY BREATHE THANK YOU THARKAY

- also let me specify that tharkay coming in and ending laurence’s breakdown by just showing him that he, y’know. doesn’t have to commit borderline war crimes if he doesn’t want to is... yeah. when he’s like ‘yeah no bro I like you and all but this is fucked up I’m out’ and Laurence slowly puts the pieces together and goes ‘...that... is an option? F U C K’  is the Good Stuff (I’m being flippant about it but also I really mean it lol)  

- temeraire is giving the french uniforms the side eye for being boring and admiring the kilts... god bless him, focusing on the real things on the eve of battle

- gOD lien is so fucking COOL, celestial who actually knows wtf she’s doing OP pls nerf

ETA: also I’ve looked up some spoilers for the rest of this series (b/c there’s a couple of characters now who I’m so attached to that if they die I don’t even fucking care anymore lol), and apparently they never get to fight lien/meet her for too long again and can I just say... What The Fuck, why would you come up with such a compelling antagonist and not use her???  

- Tharkay, straight(hah)-faced: yeah I’m coming with you to australia on this prison ship nbd just curious about it that’s all 

Laurence, blinking back tears, barely getting the words out: cool bro 

(I think laurence has been like. crying or on the verge of crying in every single scene he and tharkay have been alone in this entire book. tharkay saw laurence through an ugly ugly divorce (with the government of england if not the land) and is still going with him to fucking australia. that’s how you know it’s love tbh, he’s done for)

also for the meme: AND THEY WERE SHIPMATES! OH MY GOD THEY WERE SHIPMATES!

ALSO also: tharkay getting granby a drink fdsafjsalkdjfh best boy, best friend 

- not connected to anything but I do appreciate that laurence is a rare extremely extroverted protagonist. he just really needs people around him and sort of wilts when he’s isolated, whether by circumstance or his own Stuff.  

- Oh man I really liked this one! the pacing worked better than the last one, the dual pov really shook things up, the new dragon characters were cool and Laurence had a lot of character development that has been in the cards since book 1, even if it was really upsetting while it happened. and Tharkay was there a lot, which is the surest way to my heart at this point, to be fair. 

[katrinawritesthings]

Jonghyun/Taemin; cockblocked lmao; R

tfw ur getting a bj under the covers but then ur bro comes in high school au tho so theyre both underage but hey they get cockblocked like three paragraphs in lmao

“Wasn’t…,” Jinki starts, pointing at Taemin and then at the front door down the hallway. “Wasn't that kid… from your chem class here?” he asks slowly. “For a project?”

ao3

Taemin isn’t getting enough air.

He knows that he’s not; he knows that his face is flushed and his breaths are short, he knows that he needs to take a moment to stop and compose himself, but he can’t bring himself to do it. He doesn’t want to stop what Jonghyun’s mouth is doing to his cock.

One of Taemin’s hands is clenched in his own hair and the other is under the blankets pulled up to his chest, fingers twisted in the sleeve of Jonghyun’s shirt. He can’t believe, he can’t believe that Jonghyun is under there, that Jonghyun is under there with his mouth making Taemin feel so good, so fucking good he might explode.

He swears that every time Jonghyun does this he gets better. Taemin’s stomach clenches when Jonghyun’s thumbs rub the creases of his thighs, teasing the skin, just barely dipping down to press against his hole. His face twitches and his breath catches, teeth clenching and hips jerking up. Fuck. A few more minutes like this and--

“Hey,” a voice calls through the wood of Taemin’s bedroom door. It’s followed by a quick knock and his heart stopping. “Little bro,” Jinki says, opening his door without waiting for an answer and leaning on the doorframe. “I’m gonna go study with--” He stops short, a frown turning his lips down as he glances around the room. Taemin looks at him with wide eyes, one hand still in his hair, the other still under the blankets, his mouth still hanging open, Jonghyun’s mouth still around his dick. The only thing that moves is Taemin’s dick growing softer in Jonghyun’s mouth with each second that Jinki just looks at him. Jinki’s eyes flick quickly to the blankets covering Taemin’s body.

“Wasn’t…,” he starts, pointing at Taemin and then at the front door down the hallway. “Wasn't that kid… from your chem class here?” he asks slowly. “For a project?”

“No,” Taemin says, the denial immediate on his tongue. And almost as quickly he realizes that that was a completely blatant lie because Jinki was literally the one that let Jonghyun in an hour ago. “Yes,” he says shortly, and then, “he left.” His heart has to be in his throat with how hard it’s beating right now, has to be trying to escape his fucking body. His cheeks feel flaming red in a much different way than they did a minute ago. Jonghyun’s fingers curl into his thighs slowly and he drops Taemin’s cock from his mouth even slower, movements minute; Taemin barely notices because all he can feel is his own internal screaming. Jinki blinks slowly at him.

“Isn’t that his bag?” he asks flatly. He points next to Taemin’s dresser, where Jonghyun’s backpack is still very much there. Taemin looks at it, looks at Jinki, looks back at it, looks back at Jinki, swallows thickly.

“He’s. In--in the bathroom,” he stammers. “He’s, gonna. Go home, like. When he gets out.” He gestures weakly at the bathroom door behind Jinki, completely understanding that it’s literally open and empty but still expecting Jinki to believe him anyway.

Sharp teeth bite into his thigh and he hisses, hand under the covers squeezing Jonghyun’s shoulder harshly. Jinki glances behind him, turns back to face Taemin, flicks his eyes again to the very obvious lump Jonghyun’s entire body is making under the covers. Taemin blinks back at him, entirely dead on the inside. Honestly he wouldn’t be surprised if he spontaneously combusted right here right now. Jinki sighs slowly, shaking his head and pushing his hair out of his face.

“God, you’re a garbage liar,” he mumbles, rubbing his hand over his forehead. “Look,” he says, holding his hand out to make a point. “I won’t tell mom and dad about this if you don’t tell them that I’m driving up to Choi’s dad’s cabin with Kibum to get drunk.”

“You got it,” Taemin says immediately, thrusting out a thumbs up to his brother. “No problem. Fucking sure.” He didn’t even know that Jinki knew rich boy Minho enough to be that close to him or how they’re even gonna get alcohol but does he care? Absolutely not. The information will never leave his lips. Jinki looks at him again with another sigh, exasperated and tired, and looks away with this expression that says he wants to say something about this situation but doesn’t want to deal with any of it.

“If you’re gonna use my condoms don’t steal the glow-in-the-dark ones,” he says, turning and walking down the hallway with a wave. “And don’t burn down the house.” He pulls Taemin’s bedroom door shut behind him and less than ten seconds later Taemin hears the front door open and close as well.

He’s still not getting enough breath, but now it’s because he doesn’t think he remembers how to breathe.

The blankets tug off of his waist and Jonghyun sits up, lips swollen and wet, one hand halfway through his hair. His eyes are dark and accusatory and he pushes Taemin’s shoulder lightly.

“Jesus fucking christ,” he hisses. “What the fuck was that?”

“I--panicked,” Taemin whines back. He shakes his head, swallows, sucks in deep breaths and shudders them out. “Oh my god,” he breathes. That was so fucking bad. He puts his face in his hands, rubbing his palms into his eyes to try to rub away the image of Jinki literally looking at him with his dick in Jonghyun’s mouth. “Oh my god,” he says again, voice a tiny miserable groan. He slumps further down the bed, turns to his side, curls up small. “I’m gonna keep panicking, for a little bit, if you don’t mind,” he mumbles, reaching for the blankets and tugging them up over his head. At least until his heart stops pounding in his ears. Holy shit.

Jonghyun pulls the covers off of him but only for long enough to wiggle underneath them as well, joining him in his curl of shame.