#explosivesky

Rating: Mature

Summary:  Your perfect match, the test results read, and Blake's name imprints in its bold, black type against the backs of her eyelids. Honestly, neither of them are even remotely surprised. It's been two years. An official excuse doesn't make it any easier, until it does.

Do you know what this means? Blake asks.

(via https://open.spotify.com/track/1Himp3M7IH46qw2yBN1Fxy?si=B3JQ0Uc1QS_mfZQKVMLSSA)

“I know forever don't exist But after this life, I'll find you in the next So when I say "forever," it's the goddamn truth I'll keep finding, finding you”

Rating: Mature

Summary:  Blake Belladonna looks exactly like the music she plays: heavy beats and low bass lines and a voice that sounds like a caution sign. Yang rolls the ball of her tongue piercing against the roof of her mouth, watches Blake sing with her lips against the microphone, a calling, a turning point. Blake falls into her arms with a laugh; Yang's more pop-punk but now she's getting into love.

I figured out what I believe in, Yang says.

Music? Blake asks.

Rating: Mature

Summary:  Blake looks at her and swears she can see the particles of the universe settling, can see them laid out and miraculous like a map of fates for gods, can see the stars all spinning at her from underneath a sky that could very well be a dark, murky ocean. The truth is that it's been six years of too much fear and not enough skin. This is the anatomy of breaking down.

Rating: Mature

Summary:  In another life, Beacon never falls and Blake is a little less haunted.

She doesn't even know when it starts, to be honest; the attraction seems to always just be there, like a possession she's owned forever with a long-faded label, the maker's mark now washed out and forgotten. Let me take you out, Yang says with a smile. Another day and it's Blake, fingers knotted in Yang's hair, sighing against her mouth.

Rating: Mature

Summary: She’s staring at Blake like she’s giving up, like she loves her, like she’s handing her that sky. Take this, she’s saying, this clap of thunder, this wildfire waiting to start. Take this like it’s my heart. 

Rating: Mature

Summary:  Yang's fourteen the first time she meets her soulmate, but not according to the color of her eyes. Her heart, though - her heart's a different story. Blake turns her back on fate, wants to believe there's a love that belongs to her. It's one more thing they don't talk about.

Rating: Mature

Summary:  Sometimes they grow up together; sometimes they don't. Yang takes the dare, knocks into a girl at a club and finds the rest of her life; Blake stumbles onto the back of her motorcycle, misses death by minutes. They're inevitable and they like to prove it.