new romantics; 4, 6, 8 (donât have to answer that), 11
4: Whatâs your favorite line of dialogue?
âYouâre right,â he said, and slid his hand down to pull her other shoe off, and tossed it off to the side. She gave off an indignant yelp. âNow they match.â
Mostly bc it really sets the tone for their dynamic and was one of the first scenes i imagined when i came up with the idea
6: What makes this fic special or different from all your other fics?
its the first fic ive fully finished in awhile. I know you could argue i had literally just finished dbatc, but i consider dbatc like a limited series sort of deal, its like a character study and not much happens by way of plot its mostly dmitryâs psyche post-break up. But this was start to finish, antagonists to truly friends to lovers.Â
8: Did any real people or events inspire any part of it?
i steal everything i know about russians from my friend suzie as her family moved over here when she was like 3 and ive heard Stories. and also on all my party girl friends ive had through the years.
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i was tagged by @intoafterglow đ¤ to answer some questions
QUARANTINE TAG GAME
ARE YOU STAYING HOME FROM WORK/SCHOOL? (i donât go to school or work due to mental health reasons but letâs pretend i am a functional part of society) yes !
IF YOUâRE STAYING HOME, WHO IS THERE WITH YOU? my mum, sister, dad & my dog !!
ARE YOU A HOMEBODY? i guess so
AN EVENT THAT YOU WERE LOOKING FORWARD TO THAT GOT CANCELLED? iâm assuming our holiday to france in the summer will be cancelled and i was gonna go see niall horan on tour in the autumn but heâs had to cancel that :/ itâs all for the best though
WHAT MOVIES HAVE YOU WATCHED RECENTLY? i did a rewatch of the hunger games saga and fell in love with it all over again !! iâm always watching films so now iâm trying to get my family into some of my favourites hehe
WHAT SHOWS ARE YOU WATCHING? so many... twin peaks, the bold type, the mandalorian, political animals, brooklyn 99, how to get away with murder & westworld
WHAT MUSIC ARE YOU LISTENING TO? dua lipaâs new album future nostalgia
WHAT ARE YOU READING? nothing (last thing i read was defending jacob so i will be watching the show this april)
WHAT ARE YOU DOING FOR SELF-CARE? perfecting my skincare routine, trying not to beat myself up when i have really bad days & doing some baking !!
tagging: @nivesout @fortiesbucky @florenepugh (the classics)
âI was cleaning up and I found an old birthday card I gave to you years ago. Why did you keep it?â + Dunya/Polly
âIsnât Marfa supposed to be helping out?â Polly grumbles as she moves a box in the attic belonging to Dunyaâs aunt.Â
âYes,â Dunya says, with a roll of her eyes. âSheâs been âon her wayâ for about twenty minutes now.âÂ
Which means she would show up when they were about close to finished, and she would show up with food to distract them from the fact that she hadnât helped out at all this afternoon.Â
âI canât believe your aunt moved all your shit into the attic,â Polly says when she opens a chest full of Dunyaâs high school clothes.Â
âI can,â Dunya responds, pointing over at the boxes up there marked donations. âSheâs been slowly moving it up here every year I was away at college.âÂ
Polly holds up a Petersburg Pirates cheerleading uniform and teases, âSurely you want to treasure this memento forever instead of donating it?â
Dunya snorts inelegantly, âGod, I was a terrible cheerleader. I canât believe you and Marfa let me embarrass myself for four whole years.âÂ
âWe wanted you with us,â Polly says softly. âPlus all of our best memories from high school are from cheerleading.â
At least this is true for her. Cheerleading reminds her of long bus rides, palms pressed together, falling asleep on the others shoulders, waking up in hotel rooms at conferences with her face buried in Dunyaâs hair and her hand lightly on her waist, of their faces close together as Dunya does her make up for a game, and other casual intimacies she had taken for granted and stubbornly refused to dissect at the time.Â
âEasy for you to say,â Dunya sighs. âYou were the best out of any of us.âÂ
Polly shrugs, unable to deny it as she just got through college on a scholarship for the sport. Still, she tosses Dunyaâs old uniform off to the side, away from the donation pile.Â
 At the bottom of the chest, her hand connected with something solid and more paper like. âWhatâs this?â
âWhatâs what?â Dunya asks, coming over to peer over her shoulder. âOh, thatâs nothing.âÂ
But she says it fast and quick and a little embarrassed, and like itâs not nothing at all.Â
Polly picks it up and sees her own familiar handwriting on an envelope. Dunya goes to grab it, but she turns out of her grasp. She vaguely remembers this card, and this birthday, it may have been Dunyaâs 14th? No 15th birthdayÂ
She had gone through a rather earnest phrase that year, in wanting to express her appreciation for her friends and would write rather long winded, rambling things in her cards. She flushes slightly as she remembers she may have gone overboard, at the time mistaking her appreciation for the naked adoration it had been. Â
âYou kept this?â She asks, her voice wobbly and uneven. She doesnât even know why. They all went off to different colleges, and she must have fallen in lust and love at least a dozen times since her teenage crush on Dunya had first roared. âWhy?âÂ
âIt must..I think it justâŚâ Dunya deflates with a sigh. âItâs stupid, but when I read that card, it was the first time I felt loved, you know?âÂ
It wasnât stupid, because she knew exactly what she meant.
âI did, you know?â Polly tells her. âLove you, I mean.âÂ
It feels like a lie though. Her crush feels like a dormant volcano ready to burst, instead of long extinct like she had thought it was.
âDid?âÂ
She reaches over, grabbing Dunyaâs wrist and pulling her over to where she stands.
âStill do,â she amends, and Dunya leans in and kisses her.
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February 15th is International Fanworks Day so Iâm just going to take a few posts to appreciate some damn good writing in the Anastasia fandom.
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dreamcatchers: modern au. dmitry and anya and some good old fashion domestic fluff when dmitry wakes up with a hangover
favorite line:Â They donât need to say I love you out loud all the time; he lets her know by making a cup of tea the way she likes it, cleaning her flour-covered clothes without being asked, giving her the other half of his bagel because he never finishes a full one, anyway.
paint solar systems on the back of her hands: post-canon. next gen fic. told from the perspective of dmitry and anyaâs eldest daughter, the fic navigates realstically growing up during and after wwii and explores belle discovering her parentsâ past. all three sudayev children are so very well written in character for the theoretical children of the couple.
favorite line(s): Her father asks something in Russian, concerned eyes on her mother, but she just pats his shoulder and sits down. Belleâs head is pounding. âCould you - conman?â
Her mother looks pointedly at her father. âCare to explain, Dmitry?â
He makes a strangled noise. âNot particularly.â Her mother just rolls her eyes.
follow the trail back to a burning house:Â post canon. part of the same series as paint solar systems. written when anya first discovers sheâs pregnant with her oldest child.
favorite line:Â While he takes to the city surprisingly quickly, Dmitry is none too fond of the small family of stray cats that have taken up residence in their tiny attic. âIrresistible to both man and beast, Dima,â Anya teases him, laughing at his scowl as a third kitten climbs up his leg.
