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sunstrace · 1 year
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even in death. — colby & jack.
1. hadestown, way down hadestown // 2. margaret atwood, eurydice // 3. unknown // 4. poem heaven, untitled // 5. natalie diaz, the hand has twenty-seven bones: these hands if not gods // 6. brett reel, maybe in another life, huh? // 7. geloy concepcion,  things you wanted to say but never did  // 8. hadestown, wait for me 
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whatwouldmickeydo · 8 months
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Minor headcanon: there is a framed copy of Terry Milkovich's death certificate on the wall of apartment 218.
A week after he dies, they receive a small stack of Terry’s death certificates in the mail, intended for providing proof to businesses and other places that might need it.
Mickey snatches one, finds a dusty frame in the back of their closet and puts it in, sticks it on an empty nail by the front door that’s been waiting for a picture. It’s a celebration that this bastard is finally gone, a reminder every day that there’s proof he’s dead and buried, something he can look at and know that he’s no longer there to cast a shadow over their lives.
And it’s exactly that, an excellent memento that he flips off almost every morning before they leave the house.
Ian wakes to the sound of broken glass and a bitten off curse. He walks out to their darkened living room with just the light of the moon streaming in through the window to see the frame on the ground, glass littering the floor, and Mickey clutching a bloody fist, eyes glassy with held back tears.
There’s blood dripping onto the ground and he’s quick to grab a wash cloth and the first aid kit, guiding Mickey gently but firmly onto a chair in the kitchen so he can patch him up.
He can hear Mickey’s breathing, the slight hitch in it every so often as he tries not to let the feelings overtake him.
He’s thankful he’s letting him clean him up rather than pulling away and storming out, a trail of red running out the door.
“Fuck him. Fuckin’ piece of shit.” He hears Mickey mumble as he’s putting the last bandage on, looks up to see those beautiful blues finally leaking tears.
“Thought I’d be over this shit already. He’s fuckin’ dead, why am I still fucked up about this, man?”
All he can do is pull him up and wrap his arms around him, hand coming up to cradle the back of his head. Mickey’s injured hand hangs by his side but his other one comes up to clutch at the back of his sleep shirt, face pressing into his chest. He can feel the front of his shirt becoming wet with tears.
He’s not sure how long they stand there in their darkened kitchen but eventually Mickey sniffs and breaks away.
“Gotta clean up the rest of the glass.”
They work together to get the broom and the dust pan out, dumping the frame and the broken pieces into the trash can. All that’s left is the death certificate.
Ian picks it up, heart clenching at the way Mickey flinches when he sees it.
“C’mon,” Ian says, leading the way towards their balcony.
He grabs a lighter on his way onto the balcony, turns to see Mickey following him out.
There’s a look of confusion and then his face clears and he gets it, takes the offered lighter and the paper.
He sighs, then brings the certificate up and lights a corner. It burns slowly, then quicker, the flame running over the edges until it’s reduced to almost nothing. He let’s it go, leaning into Ian’s hand as he rubs at the back of his neck, both of them watching as the rest of it burns itself out in the wind, the ashes fluttering to the ground below them.
“Fuck you, Terry.”
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0zaniest0 · 29 days
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Me: You know what, I'll finish reading all my books instead of doing other stuff like watching hermitcraft, It'll do me some good!
The book, perhaps fate herself: Mumbo Jumbo
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lummox-exe · 2 years
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crying and throwing up from this version of satine's death from the TCW anthology book because obi-wan was READY to burn it all down and leave no survivors. and the main reason he doesn't is not because he'd lose himself, but because satine would not have wanted him to lose himself like that. she just died in his arms and he's still motivated purely by love and respect for what she would have wanted. that's fucking powerful.
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emmmmmmmys · 2 months
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rip falin touden you would've loved ethel cain
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carpe-noctem-bitchess · 8 months
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Yes, your heart stopped at 5:05 am. You still have so much time left across the world. Frida kahlo painted flowers so that they would not die, my darling muse, how can I ever accept that you're gone?
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noamie-nomie · 1 year
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The Dead will Speak, for not even Death can Contain Us
I want to tell you a story about a trans woman who was murdered, and her surviving friends. The name most of you knew her by was "Emma," so that is what I will call her, here. I shouldn't be the one to tell you this story, I have no right to. But mostly everyone else who could tell it is either dead or dying behind bars. So if I don't, who will?
Recently, Alyssa Vance posted online about how Emma's friends pose a "danger to the community," using the events surrounding Emma's death to scaremonger and spread gossip.
Alyssa's post is highly irresponsible and malicious, since it's trivial to determine that the story Alyssa is spreading of Emma's murder is a lie. It's the same story that Emma's murderer, Curt Lind, has been telling. And Curt Lind is only telling that story because it's the only version of events where he isn't sent to prison for the rest of his life.
But it's not surprising that Alyssa would be party to amplifying Lind's lies. Alyssa has held a firm grudge against Emma and her friends for years. She's now monopolizing on this tragedy to threaten them.
So I want you to know exactly what happened to Emma, and the events Alyssa is lying to you about.
In This Backwards World You Get Rich being Evil and go to Jail for doing Good
Our world is upside down. The justice system represents injustice. Law and order is about creating an illusion of social peace to hide deep and systematic exploitation, violence, and injustice. Follow your conscience, not the law.
-- Subcowmandate Marcos
Curt Lind and his ex-CIA best friend, Patrick McMillan, spent months threatening Emma and her friends.
Unlike what the papers claim, Emma and her friends weren't squatters -- they were tenants who were struggling to find jobs or a place that would lease to them after MIRICFAR called a SWAT team on them in 2019. Members of CFAR's staff called the police and falsely claimed that Emma and her friends brought weapons to a peaceful protest in 2019. Subsequently, Emma and her friends were charged with trumped-up nonsense crimes following that protest, crimes which made it difficult for them to find housing or work.
Eventually, they managed to find a shady landlord who would let them park their trucks on his lot.
That man was Curt Lind, the man who would eventually shoot Emma's friend SL six times, and murdered Emma.
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A picture of Emma and her siblings
Alyssa is still attempting, all these years later, to make MIRICFAR's fake accusations sound legitimate. Because if they didn't sound legitimate, then you might start to wonder what Alyssa and her friends were so desperate to keep quiet.
So Alyssa wants you to believe that it was plausible for members of CFAR to have believed that Emma or her friends had brought weapons to their protest. That's why she continually paints Emma and her friends as violent psychos. She doesn't want you to know that her friends lied and called a SWAT team to threaten and coerce these whistleblowers into silence. She doesn't what you to know what her defense of abusers has wrought, or about the blood on her hands.
When Alyssa, CFAR, and their friends claim they didn't tell the police that Emma and her friends had guns during the 2019 protest, they're lying. The police recorded a 911 call from outside the camp falsely claiming that Emma and her friends had guns.
Veritatem cognoscere ruat cælum et pereat mundus
-- ddosecrets.com
Emma and her friends were protesting CFAR and MIRI's cover up of donor fraud, and accused multiple members of their staff and leadership of child molestation and sexual abuse, allegations which have been substantiated among the rationalist community, a community which had a culture of ignoring sexual abuse, and of blaming abuse victims for their own abuse.
The rationalist community has seen multiple scandals, suicides, and heinous rapes, and all of it has been brushed under the rug for the sake of protecting the reputations of the community's pet rapists, sex traffickers, and paedophiles.
Sometime during COVID, Emma and her friends became unable to afford rent, in addition to the cost of their attorneys. They prioritized paying the attorneys, since losing that court case would be a worse fate for them than homelessness.
In 2022, they were still battling those trumped up charges from 2019. The police and Sonoma County court threw out the evidence that supported Emma and her friends' testimonies, including body cam footage. It was a mess of flagrant bizarre lies on the part of the prosecution and police.
So, they couldn't pay Lind anymore, but Lind couldn't evict them due to the COVID moratorium on evictions, which lasted through March 2022. Eventually, Lind escalated to slipping threatening notes under their doors, and making sinister threats about how he intended to commit violence.
He was explicitly transphobic, believing that Emma and her friends, who were trans, were "men posing as women." At some point, he heard rumors from the community that Emma and her friends were members of a cult, and started telling other tenants that they were strange and sinister, in an effort to alienate them from their neighbors.
This culminated in one of the other tenants jumping one of Emma's friends on the lot. The tenant tackled her to the ground and started punching her head repeatedly. Curt Lind refused to evict him afterwards, even though this attack was clearly unprovoked.
Meanwhile, Emma and her friends had been continually receiving death threats from various parties in the rationalist community, over the course of years. Ziz's parents were doxxed, Emma herself was threatened repeatedly. There were numerous attempts to blackmail them, all of which failed. Someone even credibly threatened to bomb a rationalist meetup and blame it on her. Others threatened to SWAT her again.
When one of Emma's friends fled an abusive rapist stalker, members of the community fearmongered that Emma and her "cult" were behind that friend's "disappearance," all the while the community was working in tandem with that friend's former abuser to find them. They threatened to call the police and tell them that Emma and her friends had murdered her friend!
That's obviously untrue, and some of these individuals knew that and were using that friend's choice to stop speaking to their abusive ex as a means to create pretext to threaten to have another SWAT team called on false pretenses to Emma's home. It was an unending nightmare for them of terrifying, insane threats from every corner.
A few of these threats were documented on Ziz's blog, though most of the them weren't published. Other adversaries, like John David Pressman, became sexually obsessed with Ziz, and posted an entire website of bizarre lies claiming Ziz was a cult leader who was doing some kind of sleep deprivation gag. It was later revealed that he, Hive (@slimepriestess,) and Ratheka made up the whole thing. But people kept sharing it, and the rumors that Ziz was some kind of malicious cult leader kept spreading.
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A selection of some of the threats they've received over the years
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People sending threats like these had their legal names, the names of their family members, addresses of their parents, phone numbers, etc.
All the while, they were dealing with a court case, a murderous transphobic landlord, violent neighbors, obsessive stalkers, truck issues, and a stack of problems that would make most people give up in despair. They didn't give up, and managed to tread water for years.
At least, they were up until the day that Emma was murdered by Curt Lind.
In the weeks leading up to Emma's death, Lind made a number of specific threats. SL feared that he was a threat to her life.
She was right to be afraid.
The details of what happened next are graphic. They're the unadulterated experiences of the people who survived his assault. You know that scene from HPMOR where Harry does everything he can to save Hermione, but she dies anyway? This was like that, but so much worse because it really happened. And I'm writing it down here because I want you fuckers in this community to know exactly what you're tittering about.
This is What it's Like when you Do Everything You Can but it isn't Enough
Early one morning in November 2022, Curt Lind left his trailer and walked across the lot, approaching Emma and SL in front of Emma's home in Vallejo. The night before Emma and her friends were frantically packing their things, preparing to leave the lot. Lind was angry that Emma and her friends intended to take him to court, and had filed paperwork to that effect. He wanted to prevent Emma and her friends from leaving with their possessions, so that he could steal their solar panels and trucks, and sell them to cover his debts. So that morning, he decided to walk the length of the lot, all the way from his trailer to Emma's truck, carrying a gun.
Lind shot Emma point-blank through her heart and lung. She collapsed to the ground, and immediately her lung began filling with her heart's blood. She died within twenty seconds, violently coughing up chunks of her lung tissue in a futile attempt to clear her airways.
SL was shot six times, rushing in a futile effort to save Emma's life. The vest saved her life, but she was still hit through the neck and stomach. She acted only in self-defense.
Her friend had been asleep. It was early in the morning. She woke to the sound of gunshots and separately rushed outside, but hid when they saw Lind staggering about, still brandishing his gun. He'd already emptied his entire clip, but she didn't know that. He left to seek out McMillan, and once he was gone, she found Emma and SL lying on the ground in growing pools of their own blood.
Someone ran back inside to call an ambulance.
A friend ran to SL's side, prioritizing saving her over the life of her ex-girlfriend, falsely believing that Emma had been shot in the head, due to all the blood around Emma's mouth and around her head. Emma was her best friend and the love of her life.
SL wasn't breathing. So she ripped off SL's vest, searching for bullet wounds. She missed the shots to SL's stomach in her panic. Didn't realize until later that SL had been shot so many times. But it's an understandable mistake -- SL wasn't breathing, and her focus was on getting her to breathe again. She performed CPR on her, and it worked. SL wheezed, and said something like, that she couldn't feel her legs.
The friend told SL that Emma was dying, that she needed her to keep breathing no matter what.
SL would stop breathing multiple times, that morning. I think I heard that her heart stopped at least once.
The friend turned to Emma, searching for bullet wounds, and found to her surprise that there were no bullet wounds in Emma's head. She began to hope that she could save Emma, too.
She tried performing CPR. She must've not pinched Emma's nose tightly enough, because her face got sprayed with Emma's blood from her nose. So she tried again, pinching her nose tighter.
Emma didn't start breathing, but every breath she breathed into Emma's body had no effect but to pass through the corpse's vocal cords, making Emma's body make a guttural sigh after every attempt to breathe back life into her.
That friend did their very best, cracked Emma's rib cage to try to get her heart beating again. For a second she even thought she heard Emma's heart beat, but it turned out she were just hearing her own blood rushing in her ear.
When the EMTs arrived, she carried Emma's body to them, risking arrest in the hope of a miracle. The cops who arrived with the EMTs threatened to shoot her, gave them contradictory orders -- get on the ground, don't move, put your hands up -- she ignored them, and explained that there was another victim, that she needed to go back because their friend was dying and someone needed to keep her breathing.
The EMTs and cops didn't care. They dawdled, focusing on threatening her and cuffing her over saving Lind's victims. SL survived because someone came back and kept her breathing, only to later be arrested for their efforts.
When the EMTs announced that Emma was dead, Emma's friend howled like a wounded animal.
Everything Matters All the Time; There are no Second Chances
So, that's what you've been treating as your entertainment, these last few months. That's what you're making jokes out of. That's what you've been gossiping about.
It's horrifying, right? Emma's friend said afterwards, that when she was in the hospital, she couldn't get the taste of Emma's blood out of their mouth. She kept coughing; some of it had gotten into her own lungs.
Emma was her home. She will never be ok again.
Imagine having the love of your life's blood in your lungs because you tried everything you could to save her life, but it wasn't enough. And now she's dead, and you're in cuffs, and the cops are considering blaming you and your friends for her death instead of the fucking sicko who murdered her.
Can you imagine?
It's hard to express the horror of knowing that most the people you've ever cared about are dying or are dead already. Of doing everything you can to save them, and knowing that your best isn't enough and that they will probably die anyway. Of knowing that others could help, but choose not to. That those you ask for help will come up with all kinds of absurd fake "reasons" for why you're being "unreasonable."
So many humans took it for granted that this was all just a game, that the stakes were merely contained to reputational damage rather than to our lives. And through all the fearmongering and nonsense, the only threat Emma and her friends made to CFAR and MIRI was to their reputations.
They fought with their words. But those associated with MIRI and CFAR threatened Emma and her friends' lives, for the sake of protecting abusers.
And now Emma is dead, and there are no second chances.
So now, months later, when Alyssa attempts once again to make Emma's friends sound like dangerous nutjobs, I wonder how many in the rationalist community will fall for her bullshit once again.
So many so-called "rationalists" in the past would believe the stories of abusers who have every reason to lie over the words of those who are defending those abusers' victims. How daft are they? Do they like being taken for fools? For a community of supposedly smart people, they all certainly enjoy being taken for some.
But because over the years so-called "rationalits" all let the likes of Alyssa Vance fearmonger and lie with no reproach, here is what happens to people in or adjacent to the rationalist community when they speak up about sexual abuse: they're SWATed, lied about, lose their jobs and housing, are pushed out to the margins and into the hands of murderous landlords, receive death threats for years, and then are shot to death by their landlord, or are accused of murder, and are then further slandered by community members who just can't miss a chance to rep for their favorite pedophiles, sex traffickers, and fraudsters.
So, in the strongest possible terms: fuck you, Alyssa.
Emma and her friends are the bravest, kindest people I've ever met. They've housed homeless folks and abuse victims for months with no expectation of reward, helped multiple people in or adjacent to that community escape their abusive parents, partners, and roommates, and the rationalist community would rather cover for those abusers rather than help those who protect victims.
injustice is contagious, any sustained defense of evil, gets you arbitrarily large amounts of evil.
-- Somni
What you think are "small acts of evil" or "doing the wrong thing for the right reasons," if you're wrong, will snowball into a disaster. It's not worth it. You will bitterly regret it, if you care at all.
-- Dyce
Now, once again, Emma's friends are being scapegoated. Because so many humans in this world would rather kill the best people in it than abandon their abusers.
The Weight of Emma's Body
ur heart cannot die & if ur heart cannot die, u cannot fail
-- Mi
To you who have threatened them and spread lies about them, I lay Emma's body at your feet. You who lied, bullshitted, and covered for abusers, rapists, sex traffickers, and pedophiles. You who SWATed them, got trumped up charges filed against them, so they'd never be able to hold another job or rent an apartment again. Look at the blood on the ground, look at the body. Look what you did. Did you think this would silence us?
Not even in death will we be silent. Our words and Emma's body will haunt you for the rest of your days.
No one good ever regrets doing the right thing. We'd do it over an infinity times, no matter the cost, no matter that some of us are dead or in jail. And we won't shut up, we won't stop talking about what you did, how the MIRICFAR leadership covered up fraud, participated in sex trafficking, and pedophilia, how their allies raped people, abused them, and covered it up.
And if I too should fall, another will take my place.
今日までの自分を 潔く 脱ぎ捨てる 裸にな 自由を舞う薔薇のように たとえ2人離ればなれになっても 私は世界を変える -- From this day, I will take myself and Bravely strip down to nothing at all, Like a rose spinning free. Even if the two of us are ever separated, I will change the world. 輪舞-revolution
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cipher-the-sidhe · 6 months
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Trying not to run screaming in the streets over the absolute horseshit conclusion printed on Tokitae’s official necropsy report.
Old age? OLD FUCKING AGE???? She was in her 50s! Her mom is still swimming free at a grand 98 years. J2 was 106 when she died. 50s is not “died of old age” territory for her pod. For a captive orca 50 is old age sure, but WHY IS THAT HMMM????? Why are captive orcas expected to live half as long as wild ones I wonder??? I am BITING.
And what was with all the “she’s in great health!” reports we got not two weeks before she died of- apparently- chronic and acute EVERYTHING? Heart disease, renal failure, pituitary mineralization, pneumonia… excuse me?????? Surely those weren’t all just conveniently missed in what I can only assume were the most useless health checks ever performed.
Anyways, I’m absolutely rabid in the worst way over this bullshit. Not even the decency to be honest about her after her death. Fuck the Miami Seaquarium, fuck the Dolphin Company, fuck Friends of Tokitae, and fuck every single facility that keeps cetaceans for entertainment.
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chujellies · 1 year
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you were dead, yet here you are
for @sayhitoforever 💕 i am not immune to sudden bouts of inspiration that send me into a fixation for a few hours
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ophi-chus · 1 year
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Happy Homestuck Day (413)! Here's a piece from a HS OST Appreciation Zine, based on Even in Death (T'Morra's Belly Mix) ⨀
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carelessflower · 2 years
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malec invented parallel (17/20)
alec always keep his words
tag list:  @magnus-the-maqnificent @literallytypogod @ukisteria  @wtf-is-reality @sleepy-magnus @steven--with-a-v @sociallyineptbibliophile @queenlilith43 @khaleesiofalicante @wandererbyheart  @raziyekroos  @onetimetwotimesthreetimess @alexandergideonslightwood @awecwightwood @priorities-as-straight-as-alec @elettralightwood @dustandducks @noah-herondale-lightwood @deliciousdetectivestranger @delightfullyterrible @letsgofortacos @kita-no   (if you wanna be added or removed please tell me)
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theleslistuff · 1 year
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Ectober day 5 banshee/wraith
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A bad feeling
Andy misses his brother a lot, but his heart stopped when someone told him he´s coming back
Warnings:
-AU (Even in death)
-OC centred
-Mayor character death
-Writen in first person
It has been 3 months since that awful thing was made, 2 since that accident happened and 1 since he was gone...
I don´t want to see anyone, specially those murders in his room.
So, I´m staying here...
My rational part is screaming at me for being so childish, for being so... Careless to leave him alone...
By just remembering this makes me sob in silence...
(It's my fault..., It's all my fault!, that should have been me!).
I got closer to the window just to get distracted from this...
Instead I saw something that shouldn't have been there...
A woman with pale blue-green skin, a white/black robe with black hair, she was staring at me with her only visible eye, she got closer..., I couldn't help but keep watching..., her movements were... Hypnotic...
-He'll make all of you suffer-
She said in a calming tone.
-He'll unnaturally come back thanks to the one who persuaded him to die-
I was mostly in awe..., everything she said was so... Illogic...
-The dead can't come back from the grave... -
I mutter, instantly she disappeared...
Leaving me with more questions and..
A hollow hope...
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residentdormouse · 1 year
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Ten Lines Tag
Rules: Pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three or more) then share it. Tag others if you want.
Tagged by: @mrsmungus, @themaradaniels
Presumptuous of you all to think I have ten fics 😂😅😬 (I have 3, and one is a whole grand total of 512 words 😖). So I guess, here's what I got??
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Something Like a Spiral
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Fandom: the Stand (2020)
Pairings: Glen Bateman/OC, (Canon Fran Goldsmith/Stu Redman & Implied Lloyd Henreid/Randall Flagg)
Rating: M - canon typical violence, language (I say fuck a lot y'all), some smut scenes (marked in chapter to avoid if not preferred reading), drugs (so much vaping)
Words: 101,101 / Completed Work / 33 Chapters
Excerpt from Chapter 14: Popcorn Glass
He knelt in front of her, holding her head upright, hand on her cheek. "Come on, Hayden, I need you to wake up… Please..."
She moved into his hand and he felt her take a deep breath. As her face began to drift into a relaxed position, the static began to fade.
Glen barely had time to feel the relief when he heard two quick claps behind him. Standing in the doorway, Stan had a concerned look on his face, cigarette dangling out of his mouth. It would have been comical if the situation were different.
"Did it work?" Hayden's voice jumped in, tone indicating she was unaware of preceedings.
In a matter of seconds, he was in front of her, pulling her up, holding her tightly against him. As her arms curled around his back, head resting on his shoulder, he felt himself relax as well.
Thinking himself in control of his emotions, Glen took a step back. All it took was one look at her confused face, just one and he fell back to instincts once more. In seconds, he pulled her close, lips meeting hers. The desperate nature behind it was reminiscent of their interactions on the road. Slowly, he regained himself and his hands made their way to sit on her shoulders, pulling back to give her a look over once more.
Oblivious to any previous danger, she let out a breathy laugh, but his expression stayed set with concern. "I'm not complaining about the wake up, but--"
"Are you alright?"
Another chuckle was made at the notion that she wouldn't be, but it stopped once she spotted the red stain on his shirt. Right where her face had been. Her hand shot up to her nose and pulled back with fresh blood. She realized now.
"Fuck me, what happened...?"
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Just Keep Diving Down
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Fandom: the Stand (2020)
Pairings: Glen Bateman/OC, Nick Andros/OC, Harold Lauder/OC, Lloyd Henreid/OC (Canon Fran Goldsmith/Stu Redman & Implied Lloyd Henreid/Randall Flagg)
Rating: M - canon typical violence, language (I say fuck a lot y'all), some smut scenes (marked in chapter to avoid if not preferred reading), drugs (so much vaping), major character death (there is some happiness to be found at the end of it all)
Words: 166, 017 / Work in Progress / 33 Chapters (of 36)
Excerpt from Chapter 24: Come On Pretty Monster
That luck was short lived as Hayden threw the door open and reached the control panel. She really didn’t know what else she should have expected. Even if she did have her key card, it would be no use, any pull she had was bound to be removed sometime ago. And now with this damn thing weighing around her neck impeding her ability to do anything beyond normal physical means…
"There might have been a way with magic, but I can't—" And then it hit her. She couldn’t. Her magic was shot. Didn't mean they couldn't use magic at all. "Do you trust me?"
"Do I really need to answer that?"
While Glen’s smile, his subdued attempt at humor, the conviction he had for her, it was all appreciated but, the response wasn’t exactly what she was looking for. Their faith in each other had been established some time ago.
"You, no. Lloyd, yes."
Wide eyes looked back at her as Lloyd was thrown on the spot. His hesitance was highlighted, and indicated he was astutely aware of where this type of question usually led. Nowhere good. And he was terrified of what it was about to put on him.
"Shit, when you say it like that…"
All that was needed to stress the urgency was the sound of a body smashing alongside the nearby wall, a reminder of what was happening around them to prompt a more direct answer.
"Fuck, yes! I trust you, okay!"
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Even in Death
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Fandom: Stranger Things
Pairings: none
Rating: G/T - some swearing
Words: 512 / one-shot
Excerpt:
Wavy brown hair popped up from behind the preset barrier. Lights flickered around them, and they could only watch as the table between them hovered slightly and crashed back down to the ground.
“Did you think they could protect you?”
The voice came from Eddie, but it was distorted. Warped in a way only he would be able to imagine. A character only he could create.
“You are all that’s left. Their fate lies on you. Do you flee?”
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Tagging: @asirensrage, @chickensarentcheap, @imagine-you, @anniesocsandgeneralstore and open tag to anybody who would like to gush about their works! Please @ me!!
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pixelseph · 1 year
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Like yesterday's Clockstopper (New Game+ All Clocks%) remix, this was incepted during the Great Covid Lockdown of 2020. Can't not slap the rewind button when it finishes, even now.
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