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nettleclanstale · 16 hours
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Moon 65
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I uhh
I'm making a new tag for Peter Parker
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beambuyer · 6 years
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lornemalvoofficial · 11 years
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Andrew.
Wow all the Andrews in my mind have been erased except for this one guy who runs a small local convention. So I've seen him around a few times during those events!
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fuchsiamae · 12 years
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I told you there was more.
The procedure had been simple, but the recovery took weeks. Her body was strong, and it bounced back quickly, but the rest of her failed to heal with it. She felt empty and insensible, numbed from the inside out. And cold. So cold. She moved about the office in a haze -- he'd only given her three days of sick leave -- trying her best to do her job by rote. Trying not to think. 
He brushed it off like it was nothing. Of course he did. It wasn't his body that got emptied from the inside out -- gutted like a fish -- no. He didn't understand why she failed to "buck up." He didn't have it in him to understand. It was her mistake to love a man without compassion.
Perhaps she'd have fared better if he had sympathized, or tried to -- but he didn't, he couldn't, and when she reached out to him, she found nothing in his eyes but a vague disappointment. The touch she once welcomed made her shiver in disgust, and when he came near her she felt colder than ever. 
Only once did she cry -- tear-tracks of black mascara and loud, ugly sobs that made her whole body shake, hidden in a bathroom stall at work. She disappeared for over an hour. Safe in the ladies' room by Accounting, far away from his office, she sobbed herself sick and breathless until her stomach twisted in protest, and she bent double to wretch over the cold porcelain toilet. A cruel mockery of those first weeks of morning sickness, perhaps.
God, there was so much blood. 
She didn't know who to hate most. Him, for making her do it? His wife, for making it necessary? No. No, she knew where the real blame lay.
It was her fault.
This whole damn mess was her fault. She'd had an affair with a married man, she'd been careless, and she'd let him rip a life out of her body. She'd let him do it. All of it, from beginning to end. She could've stopped it, said no, from the first day she saw him watching her -- but she didn't. Because she liked it. 
And this was her punishment. She got what she deserved, alright. This would teach her to open her legs for a married man. It was her fault.
A pang of guilt hit deep in her gut, right where the little life had been. She shuddered, and a half-sobbed scream bubbled from her lips. She caught herself on the edge of the toilet seat, sank to her knees, and sobbed herself hoarse over the chemical-smelling water. It was her fault. 
She'd given up religion long ago, but buried instincts kicked in when the sobbing began to make her lightheaded. She whispered a few Hail Marys, and felt the tears begin anew. The cold tile floor was a far cry from a kneeler, the bathroom stall hardly a confessional, but she felt long-forgotten words come to her lips again. "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned..."
Hours later, when a nervous-looking temp came to find her, she emerged with makeup pristine and eyes dry.
He found her resignation letter the next day.
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thenoodlebooty · 12 years
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hi there
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nettleclanstale · 20 days
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Moon 21!
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I actually adore Silverbreak sm
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nettleclanstale · 16 days
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MOON 31
This is a written moon!
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MOON 31
"Well...They seem healthy enough. Other than this one."
Badgerfern watched Aloesight, his expression grim as the medicine cat checked over the four kits lying by his belly. 
He knew. He knew it was bad timing. Peakpaw had died only the day before, and here he is bringing four new kits into camp. 
As if he were replacing her.
But he couldn't turn his back on them. They were his kits. How was he supposed to know Peakpaw was going to die?
A feeling of guilt crept up Badgerfern's spine at the thoughts that infested his mind. How could he think that way? 
It was only when Aloesight cleared his throat in annoyance that Badgerfern realized he was trying to speak with him.
"What? What's the matter?" He questioned, his ear flicking.
"You didn't hear a word I said, did you?" Aloesight grumbled. He sighed heavily. "By the stars...I was saying that this one," he gestured to one of the kits, a white she-kit with the smallest splash of black and ginger over her eye. "...She's paralyzed. It shouldn't affect her ability to become a warrior if she desires, but...I figured you would want to know."
Badgerfern opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again when Aloesight shook his head, his expression hardening. 
"I also asked you where these kits came from. Have you been sneaking off AGAIN? Especially after the death of your DAUGHTER!?" Aloesight's voice, usually blunt and stoic, had now formed into a snarl, the fur on his back bristling. "What kind of a father are you!? Why do you-"
"SHE'S WHAT?"
The agonizing wail pierced through the camp, making both toms freeze. 
"...Valleywave knows now." Aloesight murmured. He stood, tail lashing as he padded out of the nursery. "You better do everything in your power to fix this, Badgerfern. I can't help you this time." 
Badgerfern's heart sank. Looking down at the kits at his belly, he gave them each a gentle nudge with his nose before standing and making his way into the clearing.
Valleywave was collapsed onto the ground, wailing as if her own life was the one ending. Sunpaw sat beside her mother silently, her tail wrapped around her flank.
"...I'm sorry, darlin'." Silverbreak, who was sitting in front of Valleywave, meowed softly. She must've been the one to break the news. "We did ev'rything we could, but it just-"
"Where?" Valleywave asked between sobs, glaring up at Silverbreak. "Where did you put her?"
"She's somewhere safe, we-"
"Do not give my any excuse." Valleywave slowly rose to her paws, the usual light in her eyes gone as she stalked towards the silver she-cat. "Silverbreak, where is my DAUGHTER?"
Silverbreak crouched low to the ground, her ears flattened in submission. "We buried her." She murmured, barely even whispering as she wrapped her tail protectively around her body. "She's gone, darlin'. I'm so sorry."
Valleywave stood there for a moment, stunned and silent. She soon let out a horrible shriek, a sound that made Badgerfern freeze in his place and a chill go down his spine.
"NOOO!!" She screamed, beginning to pace around the clearing. "My baby, my baby, why!? WHY!?" She looked up at the sky. The normally full night sky was now dark and gloomy, as if StarClan itself had disappeared. "CURSE YOU!!" She shouted, her fur bristled. She began to uproot dirt and grass with her claws. "CURSES TO THE STARS!! YOU TOOK HER AWAY FROM ME!!!"
"Mama, please..." Sunpaw bumped her head against Valleywave's shoulder, attempting to guide the wailing she-cat towards the medicine den. "Aloesight can give you poppy seeds, and you can get some rest..."
Valleywave whirled around, glaring at Silverbreak with a fury in her eyes that would forever burn itself into Badgerfern's memory. "YOU DIDN'T LET ME SAY GOODBYE TO HER!!" She exclaimed, not even attempting to hide the snarl in her voice. She attempted to charge at Silverbreak, claws unsheathed, but was quickly stopped by Sunpaw. "YOU'RE HORRIBLE!! I'LL KILL YOU-!!"
Silverbreak remained low, looking up at Valleywave with genuine fear in her eyes. "P-please, I didn't...Valleywave, please-"
Ambershard stepped between Valleywave and Silverbreak. He glared at the tortie she-cat, lashing his tail. 
"Go to the medicine den now." He demanded, and Valleywave, still shaking in grief, obliged. She was flanked by Sunpaw, and the two disappeared into tbe medicine den.
Badgerfern slowly took a step back. He turned and went back into the nursery, where Mistlebrook was lying with his sleeping daughters. 
"Don't tell her," The large brown tom grumbled. "She's not in the right state. She'll see the kits when the time is right."
Badgerfern nodded, sinking into the comfortable nest of moss. He looked down at the kits, who seemed to have sensed their father's warmth and were now crawling towards his belly once more. He gently nudged the paralyzed she-kit closer to him.
"Do they have names?" Mistlebrook questioned, wrapping his tail around his own litter defensively. "Maybe that will take your mind off of things."
"Well, I have a few names in mind..." Badgerfern murmured. He looked down at the kits. "The black and white she-cat will be Pouncekit, and the white she-cat will be Larkkit."
"Any reason you chose those names?"
"I just liked how they sounded." Badgerfern replied. He turned his head to a small gray and white tom. "...He will be Ivykit."
"And the last one?" Mistlebrook gestured towards the final kit, a small black and white tom. "He looks exactly like you. You couldn't deny him if you wanted to."
Badgerfern hesitated, staring down at the last kit. He was an active little one, his head already lifted as he tried to look around the darkened nursery.
"...I will call him Fallenkit." Badgerfern soon said, giving his tail a quick lash.
"Fallenkit? Why?"
"Because if he is blessed with the title of leader one day, he will be named Fallenstar." Badgerfern's voice was a low growl. "He will serve as a reminder of what we lost today. The day the stars have turned their backs on us...The day the stars have fallen."
Pouncekit, Larkkit, Fallenkit, and Ivykit have joined NettleClan. Larkkit is paralyzed.
Valleywave is grieving. She cannot work under these conditions. 
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nettleclanstale · 18 days
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Moon 26!
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peakpaw is so pretty <3
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lornemalvoofficial · 11 years
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You live in the UK too? Sorry, I noticed it in your blog description thing a few days ago... I'm not creeping, I swear!
Ahaha it's finee. Yes, I do - specifically the north east of England!
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fuchsiamae · 12 years
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Oh don't worry
There's more
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fuchsiamae · 12 years
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For lawlitasbearings and silverbreak
He found her letter of resignation folded neatly beside the coffeepot, where she knew he would find it. It read:
Dear Sir, 
I would like to inform you that I am resigning my position as your personal assistant, effective immediately. 
Thank you for the many opportunities working at Aperture Science has provided me. I regret that irreconcilable differences have forced me to leave, but I think it is for the best. 
I hope you will find someone to fill my position quickly and easily. Unfortunately I will not be able to assist in the transition, but I doubt it will be difficult. An assistant is easy to replace. 
Sincerely Yours (the second word scratched out emphatically with a shaky hand)
Caroline
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thenoodlebooty · 12 years
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Purple and Gray :D
Consider yourself....noticed u 3u
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