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It is stupid and dangerous, and yeah it is, but to Quentin, it is worth it. It is worth everything to get Eliot back. Worth his life, worth magic, all of it. But, it doesn't work. He doesn't even know what happened to Eliot, if the Monster is still there or if Eliot was even okay.
You don't deserve to know.He tells himself.
It's your fault, it's your fault, it's your fault.
He knows this, they all know this. So Quentin disappears.- Language:
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27 May 2026
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Hanahaki Disease is a rare infectious disease of magical origin. The first and most common symptom reported by victims is the coughing up of flower petals (type varies). Though the onset of symptoms differs between victims, the infection rapidly progresses in severity following the first appearance of petals. The single known cause of Hanahaki Disease is unrequited love. The disease can be cured only when the victim’s beloved returns his or her romantic feelings, faithfully and without ulterior motivation. Should the victim’s affections remain one-sided, Hanahaki Disease will prove fatal in all cases. If the victim’s beloved is found to be unamenable to his or her feelings, medical intervention is essential. Surgical removal of the infection can alleviate all corresponding Hanahaki symptoms. However, it should be noted that upon excision of the infection, the victim’s romantic feelings for his or her love will also be eliminated. Proceed with due caution.
[Excerpt taken from Artificial Afflictions, Delphic Disorders, and Other Incurable Infirmities of Maladaptive Magic: A Reference Guide, 24th Ed., page 972. Available at the Underworld Branch of the Order of the Library of the Neitherlands]
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26 May 2026
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“Holy shit,” Julia says. She lets her bag drop to the floor, her eyes wide as she walks around the statue. “Q, this is amazing. I knew you had talent from the stuff you made at Columbia, but this—wow.”
“Thanks,” Quentin says tightly. He looks over the sculpture, trying to imagine seeing it with Julia’s eyes. All he sees are the imperfections—the cracks in the clay that he needs to fill, the indentations of his fingers he needs to smooth out, or the malformed spots he needs to revisit. But when he strips all that away and imagines that someone else made it, that a stranger’s hands spent so many hours recreating the love of his life—he can admit it’s the best thing he’s ever made.
“Who is he?” Julia asks. “I don’t think I’ve met him. Pretty sure I would remember.”
“You remember a couple of months ago, I told you I kept dreaming about a guy?”
“Yeah? He’s—” She looks at the sculpture, and then back to Quentin. “No way. He’s real? You met him?” Her eyes are wide, a smile starting to form on her face.
“Not exactly,” Quentin says.
A Queliot fanfiction, with a Pygmalion twist.
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26 May 2026
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Being imprisoned in the hallucination of a mental hospital leaves its scars on Quentin. Tag to 1x04.
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