Recently introduced my friend to my latest hyper fixations (tma and the mechs) and she had the audacity to actually like them!! On the plus side, she’ll understand my info dumping but I have the sudden urge to gatekeep them so hard.
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Dark AU / @wolfstarmicrofic / 312 words
CW: violence, cruel characters
Remus watches without feeling as Sirius is forced onto his knees, wrists tied behind his back. He breathes heavily, blood dripping down his nose. The corner of his mouth was stained with blood.
“Bring him with us,” Remus’s voice calls out and Sirius snarls silently at the other werewolves who move towards him. He directs his expression towards Remus who is standing next to Greyback.
Their expressions are carbon copies of each other and Sirius lets out a sharp, cruel laugh. He had trained Remus well.
Remus’s brow twitches at the abrupt laugh. “Don’t make this harder for yourself. You’ve already lost.”
“Go to hell.” Sirius spits blood onto the ground.
Remus gives one curt nod in response.
When someone tries to haul him up, Sirius sinks his teeth into their arm. They cry out in anger and reel their fist back to strike Sirius in the nose again and again. Sirius chokes on another bloody laugh.
Remus does nothing. Sirius knew. He knew something had changed in Remus in the two years that he’d been missing. When they found each other again, he was a shadow of his past self. He kept the same face but the detached expression wasn’t his. Those empty, soulless eyes weren’t his. Not his Remus’s.
And now the pack was hunting down the purebloods, destroying them one family at a time.
“Don’t be difficult, Padfoot.”
“No.” Sirius shakes his head, struggling to breathe on the ground. “No. You don’t get to call me that anymore. You will never be allowed to call me that again.” His eyes sting and burn with emotion. With betrayal. With grief. With anger. With hatred. With remnants of love.
Remus doesn’t even bat an eye. Feels nothing. “Alright, Sirius.”
Greyback places a hand on his arm and Remus turns to walk away. The signal to be silent. His little pet dog.
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So i was checking the upcoming fics and saw the amnesia one and kept thinking of a different scenario. It's actually a pretty cliche one but still... what if they were not your husband but actually random dudes that were so obsessed with you. They kidnap you and when you fight back they think the only choice is to make you lose your memory so you can warm up to them. They manipulate you and since they have always been obsessive and were stalking you, they know every little detail, you don't suspect a thing...
They even photoshop pictures to make it seem real, when you are still in the hospital they break into your house to steal some of your clothes to put in their wardrobe 😭
ahhhhhhh!!!! the way my notes on this wip are literally just:
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post order 66 codywan on tatooine !!
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Cody watched as the sunlight moved across Obi-Wan’s face, like the sand in front of them he was bathed in reds and oranges, bright as fire and just as beautiful. “I used to think the Force was quiet too, but there’s life out there if you know how to listen.”
Half scared of the answer, Cody said, “When did you start to notice?”
Obi-Wan’s gaze was fixed on the darkening horizon as he spoke, his hand remained firmly in Cody’s, “Oh, I’d say around the time you found me.”
Cody finds Obi-Wan on Tatooine. Some moments of their life after that, only they're both a little haunted.
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abject permanence: larissa pham, a primer for the small weird loves: richard siken, the hours: michael cunningham
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the example people always go for with 'taking things literally' is 'not understanding idioms and metaphors' or 'not understanding sarcasm' and that's frustrating for Me, Specifically, Personally because I am a person who has a lot of social struggles with Taking Things Literally but, crucially, not in that sense. I understand idioms & metaphors just fine and, as someone who's primary special interest is the written word & storytelling, actually am pretty good at them and thrive with them. I miss sarcasm occasionally but catch it most of the time and am often sarcastic myself.
No, my Taking Things Literally is that if you say something to me or give me an instruction, I will Understand It Literally. I will get what you said and not at all what you meant. There are exceptions to this in cases where I've learned the script and even use it myself (e.g. the other day I asked my mum "Is this Not Butter" about a thing, and she replied "Yes but it has buttermilk", because we both understood the real question was "is this the lactose-free spread?" because I was making food for my sister) but in the vast majority of cases, I just. will miss implications and unspoken assumptions. I will just completely miss them, they will not register, I Did Not Know They Were There.
Implications in a narrative? I am on it immediately, this is my bread and butter, I can pull a story apart to get to five layers of subtext & implication & theme like breathing
Reliably understanding that the request "Can you empty the dishwasher?" includes emptying the drying rack which is not physically part of the dishwasher because the real request is "Can you put the clean dishes away?"? Not a chance
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