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It’s just their hands together. It’s just their hands because, most days, that’s all he needs. He sits there, on the floor, leaning back against the leg of the table, hugs his wine or his whiskey and twines their fingers together, and Enjolras goes about his business as if it’s nothing, as if it is not some tremendous inconvenience to always be one-handed because of the disease known as Grantaire.
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Will Graham heard the roar of the ocean inside him whenever he tried to protect his ears from the sounds of shrieking animals.
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"So I am no more than another stolen relic, locked up here until you might have use of me?"
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"I have a lot of apologies to make... Nothing's been the same since New York. You experience things, and then they're over. I can't sleep, and when I do, I have nightmares."
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Castiel's in Purgatory, one step ahead of the leviathan and with no one's company but his own. And Meg's, but she's not real, of course.
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First, you gotta learn to float. It's easier if you have help.
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Summary: This was supposed to be a simple cursed object case. Locate, retrieve, and lock up, you know.
Since they are the Winchesters, things are never simple, though.
With flashbacks of a past that never happened, a frighteningly clueless brother and time missing from his memory, Dean’s pretty sure he’s losing his grasp on reality.
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PLEASE READ THE TAGS. This work contains many triggering elements.
Connor bears more than a passing resemblance to his father. Consumed by grief, Charles Lee captures Connor at Haytham's funeral, and starts to retrain him into a perfect replica. As stubborn as he is, even Connor cannot escape the slide into madness.
For the kinkmeme.
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His sense of authority and demand for respect no longer existed. He was a bag of bones stuffed full of strong coffee and pills to fill in the gaps. He was alone. He was tired. He was dead to the world.
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Kirk needs closure; he's haunted by Khan and he's haunted by the thought that he has failed Pike, in some way. His friends help him try and achieve the closure he needs, but they're all broken and they're going to have to work together to patch each other up. It's okay, though; in the end, they'll be alright. Post-Into Darkness angst, but the ending is sweet.
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Silmarillion Prompts by EbonyKitty552
The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
15 Jun 2013
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So I have a prompt list. Several actually. And every day I write a short story based off my prompt word/phrase of the day.
All of them are Silmarillion-related (dips into The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings here and there).
Expect everything ranging from utterly cliche romance to mildly explicit gore and horror. No one ever said Arda was a nice place.
But do note that I won't be posting any smut here. Prompts are meaningful snapshots, and unless the sex is really important, I'll be skipping it to get to the point.
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Dean is left traumatized. Alastair isn't done yet. Sequel to Struggle of Surrender.
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Madness is building up within Will Graham. And Abel Gideon just happens to be standing there when he implodes.
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Post Furt.
Finn loses his perception of reality and is institutionalized after putting his life and others in danger. Oddly the only way to get rid of the hallucinations is for Kurt to touch him in some way. With the help of Suzy Pepper, now a ghost and casualty of the increase in suicide ratings across the country, they run away to find answers to his illness that turns out to be a disease that's afflicting kids their age. What they find are much darker truths. -
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Hazy. All is a little bit more then hazy. He can feel breaths on his spine. It`s not human.
He`s gone.
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The Winchester life is fantastic, unimaginable, supernatural, unbelievable. Maybe there's a reason for that.
An alternate universe wherein Sam didn't make it and Dean has an extreme way of coping.
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God, Lawrence had decided, was not kind. He did not want you to remember the happiness or joy, if you were blessed with such rare gifts. He wanted you to remember the moments of Hell. That's why He made flesh and blood stunning crimson, and the rest of the earth as gray and heartless as stone.
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Enjolras had picked up a few habits in college; drinking coffee late at night to finish essays, chewing the end of his pencils, and taking pain pills to rid himself of the headaches that resulted from lack of sleep. He didn't think it was a problem before the accident. The next thing he knows he's been committed to the Musian Center for Recovery and Rehabilitation. While there he meets a dysfunctional group of friends, including his cynical alcoholic roommate that is convinced Enjolras is the Earthly incarnation of the Greek god Apollo. Things can't get much worse.
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You’ve been fucked up for a long time, probably since before your sister even disappeared, but now you can’t pretend you’re okay—not when there’s a figment of your imagination keeping you company, whispering sweet nothings to you in your sister’s bed so you don’t go even crazier.
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- Part 2 of The Drunken Whaler
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He traces lines of frost onto the stone, tiny images of the Guardians forming in patterns. They shine in the dark, reflecting what little light there is. There are only a few torches, just enough to see by, barely enough to make out what's in front of him. It's a disorientation technique. He's been here long enough that it doesn't affect him anymore. Footsteps in the distance make him jump and he smashes the patterns with his heel before they can be seen. Shards glitter at his feet, all that remains of a fantasy he'd long since given up on.
(The sequel to Tremble that I really shouldn't be writing and yet HERE IT IS.....)