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bananakarenina · 1 year

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Fanfic writer ask!

For Love's Sake Only: 3, 4, 9

Leave the Light On: 11, 12

for love's sake only

oh god this is going to be so hard, there are so many words to choose from

3. What is your favorite line of narration?

ajdkl;jasf;ld obviously this answer (and my answer to number 4) is me picking one of many many favorites because i love all of it?? but really it's this:

She takes a deep breath, letting the river breeze wash over her, lift the curls that have escaped their pins and set them gently back down again. It feels like a caress, like Luke is there, helping her find the words.

i just. i will love that line forever, the end.

4. What is your favorite line of dialogue?

it is too hard to choose bethany it is too hard!!! i went back to this exchange from chapter 3, because it's such a lovely story that ray tells, how love blooms in the most unexpected ways ;;_;;

“I didn’t say anything, of course. She was the daughter of a duke, and I was a portrait artist. It could never be. So I pushed the feelings aside and finished the portrait. And when I unveiled it—that was the first time I ever saw her completely still. I still remember, she fell silent and I thought she hated it. But then—” Ray pauses, and Reggie sees that the Marquess has tears brimming in his eyes. “Then she reached out a hand and touched the curve of her own face that I painted. Her voice went very quiet, and she said—and I will never forget this—she said ‘I have never seen myself like this. Is this how you see me, Mr. Molina?’ And there was this note of hope in her voice, like she wanted the answer to be yes so badly.” “What did you say to her?” Reggie says, completely spellbound. “Do you know, I don’t even remember, because that is when she kissed me.” “She kissed you?!” Reggie exclaims, now on the edge of the velvet armchair seat, and Ray is smiling fully now.

“She did indeed. It turns out the whole time I was looking at her, I never realized: she was looking back.”

i also love the exchange between jane & julie in chapter 10; i remember reading it aloud a few times in what i heard as jane's accent and julie's, just so i got the rhythm and cadence i wanted

honorable mention goes to "i love you." / "i know." aka me slipping star wars into my historical romance, you're welcome reg

9. Were there any alternate versions of this fic?

hmmm at one point early early in the process reggie's mom was involved, like gossiping about how eligible julie was, but it didn't really fit. and then i killed her off, sorry first lady peters, because reggie not wanting to carry on the legacy of his parents became more important.

more complexly: jay (@where-you-go) and i were chatting about flso once (as we do) and she was like: what if julie didn't have reggie to save her from that match? what if the boys weren't gentry, but the musicians they are in their souls? like traveling bards/musicians who were hired to play at a party or whatever at the duke of covington's sprawling estate. and they meet the duchess covington, who is a ghost of a woman, sad, trapped, psychologically broken down. and they win her over, they make her smile for the first time in months, and over the course of a few days she realizes: she can't stay. she has to run, and she wants to be with them. and willie is also there, with his own psychological damage from being caleb's ward, and at first he and julie are suspicious of each other, in that household where no one can trust anyone, but then of course alex happens, and willie is a good person so he helps and runs away with them too.

from discord:

she knows how covington--how society operatesit seems futile to even try, at first but that first rehearsal, where she hears their music and something she thought was long-dead flares to life inside her and then she hears them laughing in the garden and is struck by a longing so fierce she almost sits down right on the grass she's longing for those handsome young men, sure, but she's also longing to laugh again

never trust jay and i in the same room together, we will inevitably make it incredibly sad, hahahahaha

leave the light on

11: What do you like best about this fic?

oh gosh. you know...i think that it's about Adulthood, in a way? like it's post-canon, it's canon compliant (technically lol) but: what happens to these characters we love when adulthood complicates things? like sometimes you find love in the midst of grief and you don't even notice. sometimes you fuck up big time. sometimes you feel like you're still 22 and stupid but you have crow's feet and gray hair poking through and fucking bills to pay and gosh, wouldn't it just be so nice if you could see dr. turner on the regular, except she's a pediatric psychologist julie, you're thirty years old.

yeah, i think that i like that it's very specifically about discovering thirty and beyond, and about second loves.

12: What do you like least about this fic?

i...genuinely don't know! i love this fic a lot, it means a lot to me. i think maybe that i subjected alex and willie to the crossing over, hahahahaha. but reggie had to be Totally Alone, you know? it doesn't work if it's just luke.

i think maaaaybe if i were reworking it (which i'm not, i love it the way it is) i might stretch the timeline out a bit? like have alex cross a bit later time-wise? stretch things out a bit? but i think it works either way

ilu bb thank you for the ask sorry for the novel lol

ask me things!

#invisibleraven #of course bethany chooses my longest fics to ask about #you would #hahahahaha love you #i could have answered the favorite dialogue question approximately 85 different ways soooo there's that #like one per chapter at least #leave the light on #for love's sake only #myfic #ask games

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sunnibits · 2 months

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the house of hope quest is honestly so fucking funny when you think about it. you break into this guys house, steal his shit, fuck his bitch, make fun of him for being bad at sex, and then you just fucking kill him. raphael’s no good very bad day.

#it’s so iconic I love it #just hahahahaha fuck you fuck you fuck you. also ur dick small.#bg3 #raphael #raphael bg3

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accio-victuuri · 5 months

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xiao zhan’s douyin struggle 😂😂😂

#xiao zhan #accio victuuri edit #accio victuuri gifs #omg hahahahaha he is so real for this 😂😂😂#the things you have to do for social media #but i love how he is doubting his team cause they are probably just trolling him

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blueteller · 5 months

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THERE HE IS

THE FIRST GLIMPSE OF OUR POPE

✨CLOPEH SEKKA~! ✨

#tcf #trash of the count's family #lcf #lout of the count’s family #clopeh #clopeh sekka #tcf manhwa #i kinda adore this crazy bastard #i mean he started off as a generic villain #and he's still not a good guy really #but he's so hilarious you can't help but love him #poor cale tho #rip cale's slacker life #this dude will single handedly make sure cale never gets a break from fame ever again hahahahaha-!#....btw am i the only one who noticed that the sword is a 3d model asset lol

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pandoraroid · 12 days

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redacted filipino hcs & thoughts! lol

mostly about shaw pack + vamps + guy&honey

inpsired by @erial-c nahiya akong itag ka pero hiiii po

the trivia and translations are probably not accurate 🧍‍♀️please forgive my very scattered brain thoughts

darlin probably does arnis. it's why they fight like a menace 😈 sam has never known peace since he's seen em wield an ital

arnis - a ph martial art

itak - a bolo sword(?)

asher doesn't call milo "tol" bc he's not tall /j

"tol" is like the equivalent of "dude" as in a way of calling your friend

lovely & darlin would probably call vincent & sam their asawang (gets niyo ba asawa + aswang)

asawa means spouse or wife or husband

aswang is a ph mythological creature. different sources tell different things but what is mostly agreed upon is that (1) they're nocturnal (2) they usually pretend to be humans in the day time if not (3) they hide in the woods (4) they prey on children, pregnant women (specifically for their unborn child), and maybe new borns. they often get lumped with vampires though i'm not too sure how accurate that is.

aspins have a very special place in darlin's heart. sam's cabin in the woods usually have attract lots of them and they never had the heart to turn them away. in a way too, they know what it's like to being wild, dirty, street dog.

aspin - a dog breed in the ph that is sort of a mix of other breeds. they often get a bad rep for being street dogs and not having a particular breed.

vincent n his cars get featured a lot in those carspotting around manila tiktoks. whenever lovely finds em they make sure to send those to vincent lol

(this is me also hoping that vincent gets to keep at least few of them when they leave the house of solaire)

not entirely sure how the entire mate thing would translate into ph culture but even with all that david & asher would insist on doing things properly before marriage - they would mamanhikan to their partner's parents respectively hehehe

mamanhikan or pamamanhikan is a like a traditional practice of going to the fiancee's family's house and asking for their hand in marriage lol.

whenever they drive down shaw boulevard, the pack would turn to david and go "taga dito ka di ba?" or something to that effect HAHAHAHHA

"taga-dito ka 'di ba?" = "you're from (around) here, right?"

angel know it's general cleaning morning whenever david is blasting opm songs or old timey songs around their house.

asher would take panliligaw very seriously!!!!! magpapaalam sa magulang lagi ni baabe paglalabas sila!!! aabangan niya after work si baabe tapos "sabay na raw sila umuwi" galawan mo asher talbot !!!! dyan ka magaling !!!! and ofc it never stopped kahit naging sila na ni baabe :)))

panliligaw or ligaw is a more traditional pre-dating courting stage in a relationship. lol

marie has definitely said to david & asher & milo & darlin at some point na "kakaselpon niyo yan". it doesn't matter that they're adults.

"kakaselpon niyo yan" = "it's because of that (damn) phone"

this one is a bit more in general: vampire houses have THE filipino family drama. territory/progeny disputes? grudges? backstabbing? been there done that.

speaking of vamps: pre-turning, sam was once an altar boy (darlin: hahaha samkristan)

speaking of sam (again): pre-turning, he has a picture in baguio, riding a horse & wearing a cowboy hat. when darlin found it they couldn't stop staring at it for a loong while.

sweetheart LOVES singing. marie loves having them over for karaoke.

marie would drag milo's ahh every night for simbang gabi.

simbang gabi - mass service for the nine nights leading up to christmas eve.

guy's filipino nickname would be "totoy"

"totoy" is another way of refering to a younger male. addtionally, it's also often used as a euphism for a dick HAHAJAHA

guy definitely has a tiktok acct tapos don siya nagpaparinig kay honey HAHAHAHA lagi niyang kinakanta "crush" by tweens of pop

guy always does those cheesy, poetry pick up line jokes to honey like:

"cheese, cheese, cheese. gusto kita i-keese (read: kiss)"

"mga 6 out of 10. medyo pilit yung rhyme"

"honey naman 😭😓"

translation:

"cheese, cheese, cheese. i want to give you a k-eese."

"a 6 out of 10. the rhyming was a bit forced."

"honey, c'mon 😭😓."

guy and honey are definitely oa x nonchalant pairings but may i also suggest na they are jeje x pogi typings. they both definitely have kanal humor though HAHAHA

- after returning to the pack, darlin couldnt help but cry tear up after marie called them "anak" again

anak = child

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beanghostprincess · 1 month

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Something about Sanji crushing on Usopp pretty early in the story and only getting his goggles back in Alabasta because he is 19. And an idiot. And he is crushing hard. And he thinks that if he gets Usopp his goggles back the pretty boy will pay attention to him because they are silly pookie teenagers and he wants his crush to look at him.

#i just really like them pre-ts bc #they are silly teenagers #they know nothing !!!!! about love yet !!!!!!!#and sanji is just blushing giggling kicking his feet #'hahahahaha i got you back your goggles no big deal hahaha that's just what i do hahaha'#and he is internally thinking (pleasepleasepleaseplease look at me please)#put this on my hanahaki fic and i needed to make it a post #one piece #black leg sanji #usopp #sanuso

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skyward-floored · 1 month

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Ohhhh hoo hoo so @/writing_prompt_s posted this prompt: “You were the only child that didn't have powers in a family of metahumans. Today you got kidnapped by a supervillain… and none of your family came to the rescue.”

Imagining Four… pre powers… having nightmares…

Bc of course his family would never, but intrusive thoughts and a scary young mind…..

My muse grabbed me and I wrote something for this in a few hours and it’s not the exact same as the prompt but it’s pretty darn close so! enjoy.

Tw nightmare, also I teared up writing this so be warned it hits kinda hard but it’s hurt/comfort so dw. Sorry Four.

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Four didn’t know what was chasing after him, but he was too terrified to look.

Something grabbed at his back and Four frantically shook it off, wishing not for the first time that he had longer legs. He bolted down the street, no traffic around to stop him, or even people to ask for help, and finally recognized his house in the distance.

Four charged, relief sweeping over him at the sight of his family out in the yard.

They’ll help me, they’ll stop it, they’ll save me—

Something shot out and grabbed him right as he reached the mailbox, and Four cried out, falling to the ground as his family looked over at him in surprise.

“Help!” Four cried, but his siblings merely glanced at each other, then went back to what they were doing. “Wh— no wait! Wait help!”

His brothers began to walk away towards the house, not appearing to care a bit that their younger brother was in trouble. Four watched in disbelief as they strode away, hurt striking him even harder then the pain from falling on the ground.

“T-Twi?” Four whimpered.

Twilight didn’t even give him a backward glance as they all filed in, Wind closing the door behind them.

More hands grabbed at Four, beginning to pull him backwards, and he looked frantically around for help, his gaze landing on his mother standing nearby.

“Mama! Don’t let them take me!” Four cried out, but she merely shook her head, Time walking up to stand beside her.

“Sorry Link. You’re just... not useful,” Malon sighed, giving him a disappointed look.

“If only you were born with powers,” his father said with a shake of his head. “Maybe you’d be worth saving.”

The arms tugged Four further away from his family and he clawed against them, his eyes stinging as panic and horror shook through him.

“Wait!” he shrieked, but Malon merely turned away, Time following after her. “Please don’t— I can be useful! I promise I can, I— don’t let them take me!”

Time glanced back at him as Malon paused, his bad eye glowing slightly as they watched Four struggle.

“No you can’t,” he said simply, voice emotionless. “You’re not special, Link. And this family has no need for useless children.”

And he and Malon turned to head inside.

“No, no wait!” Four screamed, more arms clawing at him, pulling him back into the darkness. “Daddy, Mama please, please—”

A hand tried to cover his mouth, but Four thrashed away from it, and he managed to let out one last scream for his parents before he was pulled into the darkness.

“I’m not useless!”

“Four, Four wake up!”

Four’s eyes shot open, and he didn’t even realize he was screaming until he it suddenly cut off into a sob, his face already damp with tears.

Something touched his arm, and Four stiffened, blinking the tears out of his eyes just enough to see the blurry figure of his father next to his bed, eyes wide with concern.

Another sob burst out of him, and Four closed his eyes, shaking with the want to throw himself into his father’s arms, but unable to forget how he’d looked at him in his dream.

This family has no need for useless children.

Four heaved in a whimpering breath, and before he could figure out what to do next, his father had moved forward and pulled him into his arms, holding him tight.

“Link, shh, it’s okay,” Time whispered, Four shaking with remaining terror from his dream. “You were having a nightmare, it’s all right.”

Four sobbed, his father running a hand over his head, and didn’t speak for several moments.

“I-it, it felt real,” he finally hiccuped, barely able to speak through the lump in his throat and terror constricting his chest, “you, you a-and M-Mama said I’m—”

His voice broke, and Time shushed him again, still trying to calm him down.

“You s-said ‘cause I don’t have p-powers, I’m useless,” Four sobbed, and he heard Time inhale.

“Oh Four, no, you’re not useless,” he breathed, tucking him securely under his chin. “Me and your mother would never say that.”

“But I am,” Four cried, burying his face in his father’s shirt. “I can’t do a-anything, I can’t run like Wild, o-or turn into things like L-Legend or Twi, or e-even—”

“Link Smith Forester, you are not useless,” Time said firmly, holding him tight. “Having or not having powers doesn’t have any bearing on that. You’re not useless now, and you never will be. Powers or not.”

Four felt more tears drip down his face.

“You d-didn’t try to save me,” Four whimpered, his words interspersed with sniffling. “In th-the dream, you didn’t bother.”

“We’ll always bother, Four,” his father whispered back. “If you’re ever in trouble we’ll come save you, I promise. You don’t need to worry about that.”

“Sure?” Four whispered.

“I’m sure. I promise.”

Time slightly eased his grip, leaning back to grab something, and Four wiped his eyes, feeling a little better, but still miserable. His dream still lurked at the forefront of his mind, the faces of his family uncaring and indifferent, the words they spoke holding nothing but disapointment and annoyance at having to deal with him. Time leaned forward again as Four let out another sniffle, and handed him the stuffed bird he usually slept with, tucking him back into his arms.

Four squeezed it tight to his chest, and Time began to lightly rock him, humming something under his breath that Four could barely make out.

“Don’t leave,” Four whispered when Time shifted how he was sitting, and his father nodded, wrapping him more securely in his blankets.

“I’m staying right here,” he whispered back, and went back to humming the soft melody.

Four relaxed a bit, still sniffling and shaking, but much less terrified, his dream finally fading to the background of his mind. Time’s hand ran through his hair, the soft rumbling of the melody in his chest comforting under Four’s head, and he closed his eyes.

The last thing he remembered before drifting off was his father holding him tight.

#this is actually more whumpy then the next febuwhump fic I have HEH #answers from the floor #anon #incredibles au #linked universe #linkeduniverse #fic #lu four #lu time #incredibles au fic #writing from the floor #Time doesn't say i love you out loud very often but he shows it in other ways #like humming a certain soothing song #you all know the one #anyway can you tell i wrote this in like three hours hahahahaha my head hurts *wanders off to get medicine*

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darkcreamz95 · 2 months

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someone decided to continue this scene

#joker out #nace jordan #jan peteh #jance #janace #yeah you can tell this is extremely self-indulgent hahahahaha #went as far as writing some text to go with it #AND THEN TYPING IT OUT ON MICROSOFT WORD AND PRINTING IT OUT AND STICKING IT ONTO THE SKETCHBOOK PAGE AHAHAHAHAHA #well then #hope you guys love it!#le art of darkcreamz95

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forourtomorrows · 11 months

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private discussions

#inspired by the song Somethin’ Stupid- Frank Sinatra and Nancy Sinatra #please listen to it this song is so WOW..#ace attorney #aa #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #narumitsu #wrightworth #gyakuten saiban fanart #I’M SO HAPPY I FINISHED THIS PIECE !! it only took exhaustion and a very very bad night for me to finally catch the vibe i wanted #i did it at least three times lol #the first draft was supposed to be rendered but it was so uglyyyyyy #thank god i downloaded those pixel brushes #you probably don’t need to know that but i love rambling lmao #wdym phoenix doesn’t have a stubble post-aa4??? hahahahaha ofc he has one !#digital art #ace attorney fanart

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baggy-holmes · 8 months

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POV: you’re taller than me and i’m showing off my pajamas

#i’m 5’9 so #do with that what you will #pretend if you have to #i don’t judge #love my short kings #hahahahaha #ok that is all #me #selfie #goodnight mwah

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coconut530 · 4 months

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BITTERSWEET REUNIONS

#Nevermore #Nevermore Webtoon #Webtoon #WOW WHAT A RETURN!! I KNOW THE HIATUS WASN’T THAT LONG BUT DAMNNNNN!!! ALSO RIP TO OUR 5 COIN STATUS #ANYWAY MORELLA SNAPPING ADA BACK.. IT’S SO CRAZY HOW HER PARTICLES WERE ALL OVER THE ROOM #CAN SPECTRES LIKE UPGRADE THEIR POWERS BC IT LOOKS LIKE ADA DID THAT #WILL BBY SORRY FOR CHOKING YOU AND DAMNNNNNN LENORE FOR FORCING HIM OFF AND TELLING 👏🏼 HIM 👏🏼 OFF 👏🏼 GODDAMN LOVED THAT #AND THEN ADA AND MORELLA FIGHTING!! MORELLA SHOUTING IS AMAZING! AND IT NEVER OCCURED TO ME THAT ADA DEFLECTS HER BLAME IT’S CRAZY #SICK OF PLAYING WITH PHONIES!! EPISODE 7!!! CALLBACKS!! AND NOW MORELLA COME TO THE MISFITS FULL TIME PLZZZZZ #OOP DUKE YOU GOOD? OK OH UH YEAH IT’S BEEN A BIT WITH YOUR SPECTRE ALSO UR POWERS MADE ADA GO OUT OF CONTROL SO 😬#GIVING HIM HIS JACKET AAAAAAA! THE COIN AAAA! EULALIE AAAAAAAA! DUKE CATCHING HER AAAAAAAAAA! PLUTO BLUSHING AAAAAAAAAA!#WELCOME TO ANOTHER EP OF EULA’S AMAZING FACTS #BERENICE! GROUP HUG!!! THEY’RE ALL SO WHOLESOME I CAN’T I’M SO GLAD THEY’RE ALL TOGETHER AGAIN! BACK AND BETTER THAN EVER!#wait just realizing something did duke’s spectre heal his bruises? interesting #PUT ME BACK IN THE WALL HAHAHAHAHA #And the two of them scoping out the mess #YESSSSS YOU GOTTA BEG SIR! BEG FOR YOUR PLACE AND YOUR LIFE! REAL TEST OF -FAITH- LIKE THE LAST EP ALMOST #DAMN WE BACK EVERYONE SO EXCITED TO MAYYYYBE FINISH OFF THE SEASON??? IDK WHERE WE GO FROM HERE I ASSUME EP. 100 #BUT YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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panelshowsource · 6 months

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to celebrate mark watson on the podcast this week let’s throw back to ed and guy montgomery crying laughing just trying to describe the man

#mark we love you you lanky slow man #guy saying griëg #also in this podcast the way he pronounces sally. saëlly #ok ok i'm done hahahahaha #taskmaster the podcast #ed gamble #guy montgomery #not a panel show #audio

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ananxiousgenz · 1 month

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TPP HADESTOWN AU PART 8: song for a caged lovebird

IT'S PART 8 WHAAAT this is absolutely insane, i'm having so much fun rn <3

this is a lil shorter but it's very interesting, so as usual, enjoy

EDIT THAT I FORGOR: this is now gonna be titled "song for a caged lovebird" from here on out, thanks for the idea jay <3

all my tpp homies in the house!!! if you are in my walls, please leave (jk i love you i'll bring you snacks)!!!! @smidgen-of-hotboy @ceaseless-watchers-special-girl @one-joe-spoopy @urjover @waters-and-the-wilde @demonic-panini

His eyes fluttered open at the sound of the door. It was dark.

He wasn’t quite sure of the time or his location. He was laying on something soft, he knew that much. A bed, maybe? He had been sleeping, or so he thought. He felt groggy, disoriented, still tethered to the world of dreams by a song that he couldn’t quite seem to shake out of his mind. Was it his own voice singing it, or someone else's? He almost thought he heard a train whistle in the distance, but knew the train line hadn’t run in months, not since the rails had frozen over with ice so thick it couldn’t be melted.

The world felt so strange. There was a heavy knot lying in the pit of his stomach, like something horrible had happened, but he couldn’t quite tell what. Was it his own doing? Someone else’s? He felt almost completely certain it had to do with someone going missing, but no more details sprang to mind.

The person who had entered the room was talking. He didn’t process what they said.

He tried to sit up to face them. He knew whatever was being said was important. He had to pay attention. But a wave of dizziness overtook him, and he fell back down. They asked a question, and when he didn’t respond, they turned and left.

He let them go. He didn’t have the energy to stop them or ask them to repeat themselves. Sleep was already tugging his eyelids closed again. He let it come, and gently slipped back into a world of dreams.

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Far below the ground, there was a factory town.

This town was old, old enough that no one could really remember when it began. All anyone really knew was that it was hell on Earth. Giant metal works spun rusty gears through all hours of the day and night, and blast furnaces and refineries threw their dragon-fire heat out into the town. Housing was small and cramped and never used, stacked like smashed crates in the rare cooler corner of town, right next to the assembly lines for cars and TV screens. Mines worked overtime to produce rare gemstones and pure gold, and on the outskirts of town, there was a wall. And that was where most of the people worked.

There were a lot of people. Maybe millions, if one really took the time to count. Backs bent to their work, eyes milky white with focus, pickaxe or shovel or wheelbarrow in hand. Different ages and races and genders, but they all had two things in common: they kept their heads down, and they belonged to the king of this land.

Some had signed their souls away in an attempt to avoid their own death. Some had done it in the name of a loved one. Some had even done it in the hopes of getting paid. But that didn’t matter now. None of them could remember anything about their lives before Hadestown anyway. They did what they were told, and they had been told to forget and to work.

So they did.

At the center of town, in a grand office in a high tower, staring out a window at his beautiful city, was the king.

He had always been a crafter, an inventor of sorts. But this was on a far greater scale than anything he had ever imagined when he was a child. He was proud of his beauty, his greatest creation. But it had always been missing something to him. As grand as his factories were, and as many souls as he and his executives had gained to carry out the work, something was just never quite right. He had always hungered after something else, something from his past he hadn’t been able to take with him into the underworld.

Now, though. Now he had finally acquired the missing piece, and everything would finally be perfect.

One of the executives appeared in the doorway behind him. “The target you requested is nearly here, my associate.”

He nodded, not turning away from the window. “Very good. Bring him up to the office as soon as he gets here. I need to speak with him.”

“As you wish, my associate.”

He grinned a bit to himself. It had been years, but he was certain the man he was bringing here would be happy to see him again. They had been so close when they were younger, and he had never forgotten the time they spent together. He hoped that, even for old times sake, the man would want to stay with him a while. He hoped he would be impressed by everything he had created in his absence. It was all for him, after all.

The door creaked open behind him. “You have a visitor, my associate.”

He finally turned away from the window to face the door and watched as the man stumbled through into the office.

The years had certainly changed him. He was tall now, not short as he had been, but still as thin as ever, hair dark and messy and heavy circles beneath his eyes. One lens of his glasses was shattered, his clothes were ragged and torn, and there was a large dark stain cascading down the front of his shirt, coming from a mostly closed wound on his neck. Gods, even looking as terrible as he did, he was still as handsome as he had been when they were kids. He looked tired and frightened and horribly angry, but as soon as he saw him, he went completely pale in disbelief, jaw working furiously as he struggled to find something to say.

The man by the window grinned. “Hello, Petya. It’s been a while.”

#hahahahaha #i'm so evil #i'm so so evil #love you guys <3 #the penumbra podcast #tpp #tpp hadestown au #hadestown

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chonnysinferno · 7 months

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