YESTERDAY’S WAKE / CHAPTER EIGHTEEN ( 6.1k words)
NOVEMBER 12TH, 2023
3:19:10 PM
Norman knew this day would come eventually, it was only a matter of time.
Time. Such a funny concept it was.
It didn’t belong in a straight line, things could be altered and changed, brought back and reversed. He knew this and it was that knowledge that would ultimately guide his plan into effect. A call to Elijah had been made, the will written up and mailed to the lawyer; the only thing he had left to worry about was his newest coding sequence that was inspired by none other than his own father’s ARI.
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shoebox | drabble | jill/nicholai, mild AU, introspection
Kneeling down, she starts picking up the papers. His handwriting peeks out from their corners, as if to remind her what these are—why she keeps those notes he slips into her mailbox, why she stores them safely in an old shoebox stuck at the back of her wardrobe. Like a secret you don’t want to be found out, but you can’t let go of it.
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[part of like oil and water]
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person i was very stupid in love with for many years who is also unfortch one of my best friends because im the worst dyke stereotype is dating someone for the first time since i’ve known them (seven years!!!!) and i don’t even have feelings for them anymore i just love them in a nonmessy lifelong way but oh man it still feels like being hit by a train a little bit i love them so so so much and we were never ever going to be together and they deserve all the big dramatic romance in the world but also the body keeps score because it feels like my hearts being wrung out even though emotionally logically i am fine u know
(this is not sad! indestructible kind of love it’s just changed in what kind it is and my silly physical body is still catching up i think! for once nothing is Ending we’re doing our annual saw+it’s a wonderful life comfort movie double feature next week i’m knitting a jumper for their birthday they texted me a picture of their pancakes this morning life goes on and they’ll always be in mine)
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Day 30 - April 11th, 2023
from a new upcoming one shot - something (horny) 6x13 is happening and I'm not sure what exactly it's gonna turn into yet haha
He feels Buck's hands, limply hanging by his sides until now, settle on Eddie's hips gently, carefully, like he's handling something delicate, something he loves, and… and Eddie might just melt, with how gentle Buck's being, but also he might lose his mind with how much he wants Buck to put those big, strong arms to use and roughly pin Eddie against the wall and kiss him like he means it - and maybe do some other things Eddie hasn't been able to stop thinking about this evening.
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