This is what I wrote for a school assignment, so would some of you be very lovely little birdies and read it and tell me its it’s COMPLETE bullshit??
It’s based around the song “Famous Blue Raincoat” by Leonard Cohen
i hope heaven is covered in graffiti
the way i hoped my heart could be
black and blue and red and gold
“tell my mother not to worry”
“i made mistakes i suffered through”
“in the end, i wasnt sorry”
“i’ll be waiting at the bar” (there’s no bar)
“then this is no heaven for me”
“ive been a sinner and a saint
a fractured piece of lost debris
but if i can make it up here, love
i’ll wait for you
eternally”
Entre can’t feel the warmth of Swag’s hand through his suit, but he knows it’s there, comforting and sold like he always is. The whole vastness of the universe is spread out before them, stars and planets and galaxies that they hope to reach in due time. It’s beautiful, of course, but it pales in comparison to the way Swag looks right now- nothing is better than watching Swag watch space.
Entre leans his head on Swag’s shoulder, and, a few moments later, Swag relaxes against him.
all-american-oncest replied to your post: i wrote a lot of killjoy stories once upon a time …
SCREAMS PIPER ILU
Chem runs.
He runs and runs and runs, until his lungs burn sharply, until he’s not really sure how he can keep running. His jacket is too warm, but he can’t take the time to remove it.
There’s an abandoned house not far ahead of him. Chem runs to it, rushes inside and slams the door behind him, like the flimsy piece of wood might protect him.
Chem takes a moment to catch his breath, resting his forehead against the door. Behind him, he hears something stir, and he whips around, raygun pulled from it’s holster with a practiced ease.
“Show yourself, you fucker,” Chem says. It’s hard to sound intimidating when you’re out of breath. A figure moves in the half-light of the shack; Chem can see it’s dressed completely in black and white.
Chem is about to shoot when the figure steps in front of a window, into the light steaming in through the boarded-up window. It’s a man- a Drac, obviously, but his mask is off, and Chem can see his eyes are two different colors.
Chem steps forwards, his gun still held firmly in one hand, his eyes locked with the Drac. He grabs the man’s shirt and kisses him roughly.
“SC,” he breathes, “You fuckin scared me.”
Happy Oncelerversary everyone! Have some truffula flu-induced death 8)
Warnings: Character Death, Attempted Suicide
Summary: Superhero AU. The Once-ler saves Andrew.
Word Count: 2, 255
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“Get the fuck off me!”
midnaeverafter said: write me Clyde in Truffula Flu. Make it sad. Make it so his sister is infected and he won’t kill her. e.e Make me cry over something that isn’t about my life.
I CAN DO THAT
tw: character death
Summary: Superhero Chemicalphobia AU. PART 1.
Word Count: 3, 223
Notes:
Between me and Piper.
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When Chem stepped out into the city earlier, he wasn’t sure what to expect. Some nights were relatively nice and easy, and other nights he limped back to his home and in pain. (Not that he didn’t have any help. Rad seemed to have an uncanny ability to know where to find him- all the time, it seemed.)
The city itself was quiet and yet, the streetlights shined down onto the filthy and gritty street with a low intensity- creating halos around the people of the city as they passed under them.
It was only by luck that he came across the Once-ler.
WHOA!!!
PART ONE!!!!
we did a thing!!!
WELL ITS ABOUT DAMN TIME
Pairing: Spookstar
Summary: A sequel to the second ending of Thief In The Night With The Nice White Teeth; Rocky, at the height of his fame, joins the 27 Club. This is the story of his rise and fall.
Warnings: character death, drug use
