4 Works in Eli King & Landon King
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Brandon King lives in the past. Landon King sees the future. Together, they run a studio whre regrets are uncovered through photographs but every mission leaves cracks in the glass. Will the King's fall apart or will they stay together?
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"They call us when the world is burning, when the ground shakes, when teh sky falls, when chaos tears this city apart we're the ones who run towards it.
My name is Aiden King, Captain of the 127. And this crew? They're more than that. They're my family. Some by blood, some by choice, all forged from the same fire. Out there, we don't get second chances. Every call could be our last.
Together, we'll always find a way back home."
In Los Angeles, when disaster strikes, Station 127 answers the call. Led by Captain Aiden King, this crew of firefighters and paramedics isn't just a team--they're family. Bound by blood, loyalty, and the firehouse that made them what they are. They run headfirst into the emergencies that others flee from: Roaring infernos, city-shaking earthquakes, and impossible rescues.
Every call tests their courage. Every shift proves their bond. At Station 127, surviival isn't just about saving lives--it's about holding on to each other.
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What if Bran wasn’t the only one who was violated by Grace. What if Lan was too, under the guise of protecting the first person he ever loved unconditionally.
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Landon had always been suspicious of Grace, had always known there was something off about her, had gone so far as to warn Brandon. But while Bran was blinded by his jealousy of Lan, seeking comfort from Grace and her sickeningly sweet words, Lan strikes a deal to keep Grace's dirty hands away at the cost of himself.
He would give himself up over and over again if it meant keeping his other half safe. He would take Bran's fate without any care for himself, until the day he could no longer do so.
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The thing with twins is that when one bleeds, so does the other.
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The first cut brought me silence.
Every cut after was a desperate craving to possess it once more.
To slice through the noise.
This final cut is an echo.
The voices, resounding.
The noise, fading.
The silence, returning.
Swallowing me whole.
The only silence I never wished for.
I want his noise back.
I’m not the one bleeding, and yet I’m the one falling apart.Or Lan finds out Bran cuts himself.