"So quick bright things come to confusion.” - William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream Act I Scene I
MY TOP SECRET WIP HAS A NAME NOW!!! welcome to the world of quick bright things !! here is a little sneaky surprise :) i still don't know when it will be done or even if i should be posting this but i can't stop myself i love you guys i love this eren i never want to shut up about it ANDDDD i think part 1 should be postable soon.....if only you guys knew what i had in store for this uni truly. anyway.....tell me what u think hehehee enjoy<3
teaser 1 here if you missed it
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“Open up.”
You’ve been enjoying this game of trading one sense for another, and you keep your eyes shut firmly, letting your jaw fall open and your tongue hang out. A piece of peach, fleshy and dripping with juice, finds its way onto your tongue, pinched too roughly between strong fingers. When you close your lips around the fruit, the fingers stay with it, frozen in their pinched position and forcing you to suck the peach from them, to swallow around them, to run your tongue along them and get as much of the meat as you can. When the fingers withdraw from your lips, you open your eyes and gasp quietly.
Eren’s leaning over you, a solar eclipse that smells like tan skin and sounds like Campari, and in the silhouette of the sunlight, you think he’s smiling.
“You’re still hungry,” he says, a question that’s left its punctuation mark behind. You think of Historia, of the shame of revealing your appetite. You dodge.
“I’m never hungry.”
“Never?” Eren crawls over you to kneel between your legs, propping one of your ankles up on his shoulder. The game you started is ripped out of your hands, chess pieces flying into the pool, scattering across the table, knocking over bottles and matchbooks. It’s so silent out here in the sun it hurts, and you almost miss the constant buzzing horseflies of early summer.
“Never.”
“If you’ve never been hungry,” Eren muses, tilting his head so that his cheekbone fits into the sensitive arch of your foot, reaching a hand down to splay it wide on your belly, “you’ve never been full.”
“How do you figure?” Your words come out throaty, waterlogged.
“Can’t have one without the other.” Eren shrugs, turning his head to the side. His lips brush against your heel, your Achilles’, the swirly seashell dangling from your anklet. You dig your teeth into your bottom lip, toes twitching behind his ear. “I don’t believe you, anyway.”
“No?” You try to tilt your head coyly, like your heart’s not clawing and scratching against your throat to get to him. Hungry, indeed.
“You wouldn’t stare like that if you didn’t want to.”
You’re taken aback, but not enough to fall out of the moment, Eren’s lips closing around the knob of your ankle slowly, like the pit of a fruit, make sure of that.
“Didn’t want to what?”
Eren’s hands meet the cushion on either side of your head hard enough to rattle the chair, his long, tanned body stretching over yours. He’s close enough to brush his nose against yours, but you can still see the hazy green of his eyes flicking here and there on your face: from your eyes to your lips to the beauty mark on your cheek. Your poolside lounge feels more like a butcher’s block under your taut spine.
Sasha’s told you about the wolves in these hills, that they howl murder at night, but they’re sleepy and indulgent in the heat of the sun. One of Eren’s canines catches the light and glints at you as he grins.
“Eat yourself sick.”
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I've been tagged by @hmslusitania to share the latest lines in my fic writing experience:
When the bell finally rings, Julie stays at the piano, awkwardly shuffling sheet music, while everyone gathers their things. Flynn comes and sits on the bench next to her, and by silent agreement they end up plunking out Chopsticks. When the last of the other students have left the room, Mrs. Harrison shuts the door, and pulls one of the folding chairs up next to the piano bench. Julie and Flynn both turn their backs to the keys to face her.
Julie’s really not sure what she expected Mrs. Harrison to say, but “So girls. I think we need to have a chat about magic” definitely isn’t it.
I'm only just starting writing again, so I'm not like. super involved in writing circles here? the few people I would tag have already done this so. if you are interested, consider yourself tagged! <3
official excerpt of rage's top secret wip quick bright things - coming to a tumblr dash near you soon <3
i am super nervous to post this for some reason (?!?!) however. please enjoy this blurb of a story i really like that i've been building for a bit. i'm currently sitting around 5.5K and i'm not even halfway there, but we persevere! lil moodboard i posted as well linked here. :) enjoy i missed u guys, i hope u love this small glimpse<3
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What you can be sure of is that something down the line—between meeting Sasha in that class on Milton and squeezing her hand as the plane landed and the dozens of bottles of champagne you’ve consumed over the last weeks—something led you to this moment, standing in this kitchen somewhere outside Verona with your bare feet against the hot clay tiles, staring at the sharp angle of an unfamiliar, tanned collarbone.
He’s coated in linen: a half-unbuttoned, burnt-orange drape of a shirt is rolled carefully up around strong forearms, and one large, boyish foot peeks out from his baggy jeans, propped up on its throne upon the opposite knee. A golden cross winks at you from his chest, nestled in the sparsest dusting of chest hair and dripping with the same peach juice that’s sliding down his Adam’s apple, from his strong chin, from the crooked smirk that’s pointed at you like a knife.
You recognize him before he speaks– this must be Eren. Sasha’s mentioned him enough times: the shock of rich, dark hair, the lakewater eyes, the way he leans back in his chair like a king and cocks his head like a trickster. This is Eren, and you tell him so.
“Guilty.” The sun compliments everything about him but his smile, a little too sharp with too much danger behind it. It’s a smile made for moonlight. “And you are?”
A memory surfaces in your mind, a cautionary childhood tale. “You can never let a fairy know your name,” Emma tells you, graver than death, crouched in the bushes beside you, “or they steal you away, and you can never be human again.”
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yes we are going back to italy!!! for good this time!!!!! i'm dying to talk about this so please drop any questions/thoughts you have in my inbox, this one is going to be chock full of references and lore and just lots of cool symbolism and whatnot. i cannot wait to just finish and drop just so we can all talk about it lol.
pleeeease come hang in my inbox with any questions or thoughts you may have :)) i am so excited !!! i love u guys!!!
GOD YOU HAVE DONE IT AGAIN quick bright things pt 1 IS PHENOMENAL LIKE IM SO SERIOUS WOWOIEOWOWOWOWOW
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thank you so much!?!? holy fuck??? i am so happy to hear that you liked it hehehe i'm chugging along slowly wiht part 2 but.....we shall see ... THANK YOUUUUU qbt eren loves u sm and so do i :D
quick bright things has me screaming and sweating and seeing stars holy FUCK!!!!! ITS SO GOOOOOOOOD RAGE!!!!! it’s so shakespearean it’s so classy and warm and dangerous and i’m obsessed! obsessed!!! im so glad you shared this with us omg thank you for this gift 🤍🤍🤍🤍
my light my love my BRI<3 you're like....making me turn bright pink hehehe thank you SO SO SO much?? i love that you have all of this to say truly i'm beyond flattered, i wanted it to be something new and funky :o thank you so much for coming in to send such kind words i'm literally gonna print this out and tape it to my fridge hehe I LOVE YOU!! <3
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i'm not even a foot fetish girly okay i'm not (more power to all of you with cute feet i was not so blessed so it gives me the ick honestly) but.....important to note about qbt!eren is that.....
he just wants to devour you, like, he truly sees you as a divine little creature that's past the realm of humanity just like him and he loves every inch, wants to lick and suck and bite until there's nothing left
hence........the necessity of the foot scene .... it also is a parallel of a godly creature/the 'king' if you will lowering n humbling himself to "wash"/deal with ur feet a la jesus christ .....
am i doing too much? absolutely but WHO is going to stop me
the dream in quick bring things… and erens reaction??? I’m sososo curious and sososo amazed :D
HEHEHEHE wait i love this ask....
so yes i'm glad that ur curious bc so am i!!! i wonder if he...knew? if he planted the dream? but surely he can't do that, right? he's just an ordinary human. that....creepily knew about the dream?
leaving this one up to interpretation for the time being hehehe, thank you so much for reading and i'm so happy you liked it :)
rage you actually cooked i’m afraid qbt was the best thing i have ever read in my whole entire life
ELI!!!!!!!! what?!? thank you so much??? i'm like...so happy you liked it, it is....very different from what i've written in the past but i feel more comfy in this style anyway so who cares!! i'm so happy you got a chance to read it thank you for the kind words <3<3<3<3
