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de-morte · 5 months
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My delicate amber, you, my autumn blood, where everything has withered, but you remain, you my rimm'd bower, my scarlet grotto, I have sharpened my élan vital under your darkest hues. You my autmn blood, I, your immortal seer, your winter bare, I am the dried cloves that you have pressed ceaselessly between your soul, and now, now I reek of eleemosynary rivets.
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irisintheafterglow · 4 months
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smoke his ass! (pro racer!gojo x you)
cw/tags: a lot of swearing lol, established relationship, banter and dialogue driven
note: didn't think this would get too long, but i liked writing this a lot! hope you enjoy :)
likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated <3
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"that fucker in the ford is going to get smited if he doesn't stop being the ass-est human to ever exist."
"is it smited or smote? smot?" your pit lead shoots you a smirk, absolutely certain of who the 'fucker in the ford' was that was making your driver so infuriated. "i'm not sure smited is a word," suguru whispers through your mic.
"you're gonna be next, suguru geto. burnt to a crisp that would make hell jealous."
"geez, satoru," you mutter, praying that a convenient line of static or the sound of the wheels revving distorted his threats on any live feeds of his pov. "what's got you so worked up?"
"he needs to take me to dinner first before he rides my ass!" the last three words of his declaration blare in your headphones and you wince, already aware of the hearing loss you must experience from being around deafening engines all the time. the engine temperature spikes as satoru flicks the lever up a gear and makes a narrow pass around the second-place porsche. with the ford and the porsche eating his dust, he was able to regain some momentum with such an unexpected maneuver. he's quick to rein in the flare in his temper, though, and he can already predict your protests to pushing the car at an unnecessary time. "i know, i know. that pass was untimely, but i'm mad as hell right now."
"you're about to be madder," you say with no ounce of remorse and automatically tune out the groan of frustration crackling through the line. "i'm pitting you for new wheels and i wanna check your windscreen. that mcclaren crash during lap four probably threw some bad debris your way." his silence speaks volumes, his irritation obvious. yes, the stop may force satoru to work harder on his way back to the podium, but it was necessary to keep him safe for the remainder of the race. his car swerves unceremoniously into the pit lane and suguru's crew make quick work of replacing the tires. you meet his eyes through the window and find them seething, his gloves holding the wheel in a white-knuckle grip. before you could blink, he was zooming away again, adamant on showing the ford driver what the honored one is truly capable of. "you with me, satoru?"
"loud and clear. can i get a 'who's who' on that ford?"
"magic word?"
"i'm in shambles for you," he replies without missing a beat.
"look, you're climbing back to second and he's in fourth, satoru. he doesn't matter-"
"he plays dirty, so he does matter if he keeps trying to flip me into fucking oblivion," he counters and you sigh, defeated. you double-check the roster and see a name you weren't familiar with, someone who must have flown under the radar from the lower circuits.
"fushiguro. fushiguro toji." you watch the ferrari icon next to satoru's name steadily climb the leaderboard as he returns to his spot in third, with the porsche in front of him and the ford on his tail.
"new?"
"to these races, yeah, but it seems that he's dealt with drivers like you before."
"what do you mean, 'drivers like me?'"
"i mean that we've found a more reckless driver than you." the ford cuts a hard left to come parallel with the driver's side, barely missing one of satoru's back wheel wells. "case in point."
"then i think it's time he learned his place," satoru snarls. within seconds, he throws the car into a higher gear and swings wide on the following right turn, accelerating at the peak of his centripetal force and slamming on the gas at the straightaway. "how's that for reckless driving, asshole?"
"take a breath, hotshot," you chuckle and hear him click his tongue in defiance. you're slightly in awe of his move, but you weren't going to tell him that over comms. "you've still got a few more laps to go and you can easily burn out if you're not careful," you remind him but feel in your bones that he's found his way back into his groove, his own little pocket of racing that was created when it was only you on the line, him on the track, and a podium finish in sight.
"stay on the line?"
"i'm not going anywhere, sweetheart." you can hear him smile at the rare slip of affection, something you're very cautious about when you were both in professional settings. while your relationship with satoru was no secret, you tried to keep public reminders to a minimum to avoid overshadowing his racing career. you knew which story the press would choose first between his love life and his titles. "just get back faster."
"i'm trying, but this mercedes is giving me a rough time." you fight the urge to laugh, having seen this sequence play out numerous times in the past. towards the end of races where something threw him off, he tended to lose morale during the last few laps. however, since you became his lead engineer, you've developed the uncanny skill of saying the three magic words to fire him up again.
"you're in a ferrari, gojo satoru," you say. "smoke his ass." like clockwork, the words register in his mind and he finds a new sense of determination, rocketing past the mercedes and over the checkered line for another first-place finish on his shelf. "there you go, there's my speed demon boyfriend," you murmur in his ear when he tugs off his helmet and gloves and holds you close.
"sorry for getting pissy about the ford," he says quietly so that only you can hear it. "i hope i didn't hurt your ears too badly."
"they're still ringing," you joke, "but i'll be fine as long as you aren't arrested for assault on fushiguro toji." a dangerous glint catches in satoru's bright blue eyes, one that makes the corner of your mouth turn down in a scolding frown.
"i'm not doing anything," he sings innocently while you make your way up the stairs to the winners' stage. "not yet, at least. and, for the record, i'm elated that he didn't make podium." before he leaves, he's quick to give you a peck on the cheek that makes your face heat. "and, i love you a lot. i'm gonna go get our trophy now, so wait here."
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afu66 · 2 years
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Jagger & Hall, Jamaica, 1978 (c) Malcolm McClaren
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yns-world · 2 years
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to all the boys i've loved before masterlist
peter kavinsky
u/c
john ambrose mcclaren
john ambrose dating headcanons
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sequentialplanet · 11 months
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Here Are All The Variants For The Cull #1
The Cull #1 will be available at comic book shops on Wednesday, August 16   Cover A by Mattia De Iulis Cover B by Lorenzo Ceccotti Cover C by Michael Walsh Cover D by Andrew J. Seles Cover E by Chris Shehan Cover F (1:10) by Meredith Mcclaren Cover G (1:25) by Dike Ruan Cover H (1:50) by Tula Lotay    
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le-immorte · 6 years
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pizzabookbuying · 3 years
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“It wasn’t our time then and I guess it wasn’t our time now, but maybe, one day, it will be”
read that quote and tell me it is not the single most ‘Jess Mariano season 6 inner monologue’ quote you’ve ever read
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junkyard-gifs · 2 years
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The queens' song for Queens' Day!
The ladies of Oasis cast 11 finishing the 'Macavity' number, c. 16 February 2022. Hannah Lancaster as Demeter, Natalie Moore as Bombalurina, Brittany Tooms-Peel as Rumpelteazer, and Sarah-Anne McClaren as Victoria.
Filmed by swing Domenico Ramelli, who was in the audience that night (X).
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retvenkos · 4 years
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make me choose: peter kavinsky or john ambrose mcclaren (for anon)
“before sixth grade, pretty much everybody called me john. and then i met you and you called me john ambrose and said how it was cool that we both went by our first and middle names. i didn’t want to correct you, i liked how we had something in common. so i started telling people to call me john ambrose.”
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de-morte · 6 months
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Bouddica leading the battle with fire torches, detailed battalion scene, painting by Channing M
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kdelarenta · 3 years
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every piece of IF I've ever played
- a simple list to keep track of everything i've played, my main characters and their routes
finished 
The Wayhaven Chronicles - Book 1/2 
Amelia Winters - Nate, Mason
Josie Valentine - Mason
Edith Sinclair - Felix
Surina Burch - Adam  
The Shadow Society - Book 1 
Maxine Waldorf - Michael 
Rory Harrington - Love Triangle (R/A)
The Fog Knows Your Name 
Olivia Walsh - Rex
Fallen Hero : Rebirth
Vera Brown - Daniel
Keeper of the Sun and Moon 
Luna Peters - Kol, Leon 
Madison Reed - Cyrus
The Soul Stone War 
Cecelia -  Straasa
Valkyrie - Manerkol
Creme de la Creme
Katherine Duval - Max 
Monique Davenport - Blaise
180 Files: The Aegis Project 
Ava Coleman - Angel 
Mask Of The Plague Doctor
Lilith - might use her for something else*
Tally Ho
Joy Hartmann - Haze, Valentine
Breach
Lana Bautista - Gabriel
WIP
From The Shadows 
Marina Spencer - Daniel  
Supernaturals in New York
Gwen Darcy - Grey
Shepherds of Haven
Verena Hatche - Chase, Trouble
Secrets of Swatheford 
Charlie De Luca - Cas
Davina Patel - Mercado 
Wilhelmina 
Wilhelmina Murray - Jonathan 
Sentinel 
Mina Asano - Adrian 
The Golden Rose 
Arya - Hadrian 
Royal Affairs 
Beatrice -  Laurie
Speaker 
Josephine Clayton - Sebastian, Liam
Greenwarden 
Harper Ackerman - Marc 
KODAN 
Madison Reed - Dominic, Cyrus
Wayhaven Book 3 demo
TSSW Book 2 demo
Odessa Dating Games 
Isabella Ronin - Lyon 
Modern Citizens : Unmasked
Astrid Hayes - Finley
Mind Blind
Colette Wiseman - Gray, Glitch
Monsters of New Haven High 
Ruby Mephisto - Hunter 
Attollo
Rue Blanchard - using her for something else*
Remember you will die
Artemis - Dante
Virtue’s End
Nadia - Shea, Elexis
Conspiracy in Emerson
Theo(dora) Hawthorne - Rohan, Curt (?)
Amber Sparks - Gabe
Exiled from Court
Seraphina - Harry
Golden
Hazel Mcclaren - Kaidan
Tricksters
Penelope Kim - Erik
Into The Shadows
Faith Argent - R
The Lure Of The Gallows
Devorah Redding - Warren
OFNA
Nellie Whitlock - Jeremy
Just West Of Autumn Boulevard
Imogen Prescott - using her for something else*
The Spirited: Origins
Hyacinth Blaire Decker - Vargas (?)
Faith of Gods
Hypatia - Cian
Ace of Spades
Annette Griffin - James
When Twilight Strikes
MJ Evans - A
Body Count
Rosalie Yang - Charlie
Souls of Nothing
Valerie - Kyle
TE
Gemma
Fernweh Saga
Norah Bradshaw - Reese
CMI3M
Prudence - Jareth
College Tennis
Barbara Bobbie Friedman - ?
The Exile
Guinevere Acheron - Nikke
Amarantha - ???
Ear Candy
Camille Choi - Winslow
The Marriage Market
Agatha Hartcliffe - O Belmont
What Lovely Bones
Maya Fox - ?
Redwood
Amber Wright - Max
Disenchanted
Mallory Sanchez - Theo
Witches of Fengrowe
Charlotte Craft - C. Calloway
Beyond The Mist
Dawn - Cy
Slaughter Squad
Jules Ortega - The Host
Softly, Opulent
Yasmin - Aleks
Embers of Hope
Poppy Vesper - Creon
not cog
Scout : An Apocalypse Story 
Dexadora Park - Oliver
A Tale of Crowns 
Nîyaz Cezîrî - Dara 
Superstition
Camille Roe - Chris
Perfumare
Summer - Laurent
A6
Adaria Pegaasi - June
ASOS
Margaret Fairchild - Mateus
LOA
Fallon Harrington - Gabe
TPS
Tabitha Julivert - Clarke
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thisblogsaboutbooks · 4 years
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Book A to Z
I did this a few years ago, and as I was reading through my old answers, I wanted to do this again since I’ve read many more books since then.
Author you’ve read the most
- It’s a toss up between Jodi Picoult, Cassandra Clare, and Sherrilyn Kenyon. (I’ll read Picoult and Clare until I die, but I think I’ve officially denounced Kenyon. Maybe.)
Best sequel ever
- Still too hard to choose. So many good ones for different reasons
Currently reading
- Wandering Star by Romina Russell, part of the Zodiac saga
Drink of choice while reading
- Water? I don’t really drink anything else
E-reader or physical book?
- As much as I love going to a book store and buying a hard copy, I read mostly ebooks. It’s just way more convenient for me to read on my phone
Fictional character you probably would have actually dated in HS
- Absolutely no one . . . Maybe John Ambrose McClaren
Glad you gave this book a chance
- All for the Game by Nora Sakavic. Dove into that series without REALLY knowing what it was about and ended up REALLY enjoying it
Hidden gem book(s)
- The Seven Realms series by Cinda Williams Chima. Seriously SUCH a good series
Important moment in your reading life
- OG answer: When I read My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult, I was fourteen, and it was the first time I’d read an adult fiction novel. The twist at the end was a lot for my young teen heart to handle. When I finished it, I literally declared I was never going to read another book again, but a day later, I picked up another one of her books and have been obsessed ever since.
Just finished
- Zodiac by Romina Russell
Kind of books you won’t read
- Never had an interest in the classics *shrugs*
Longest book you’ve read
- Still think it’s Styxx by Sherrilyn Kenyon (836 pages of WHY DID I READ THIS?!?!)
Major book hangover because of …
- Last one was definitely All for the Game
Number of bookcases you own
- One-ish . . . My headboard is a bookcase (and it’s a mess lol)
One book you’ve read multiple times
- I’ve read The Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyer and The Seven Realms by Cinda Williams Chima at least three times
Preferred place to read
- Toss up between my bed and the toilet tbh (Sorry!)
Quote that inspires you / gives you all the feels from a book you’ve read
- “We accept the love we think we deserve.” - The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Stephen Chbosky
Reading regret
- Chronicles of Nick by Sherrilyn Kenyon. Possibly Twilight?
Series you started and need to finish
- I guess Zodiac (but I need the world and Maggie Stiefvater to continue existing so I can finish the Dreamer Trilogy)
Three of your All-Time favorite books
- I don’t really have favorite books so much as I have favorite series, but the last books that I gave a five-star rating to were:
(1) Call Down the Hawk by Maggie Stiefvater
(2) Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston
(3) Queen of Air and Darkness by Cassandra Clare
Unapologetic fangirl / fanboy for:
- Gonna have to go with The Seven Realms series by Cinda Williams Chima again. Hands down favorite YA series. I’d buy so much merch if it was available
Very excited for this release more than all the others
- Nothing at the moment
Worst bookish habit
- Probably buying a hard copy thinking I’m gonna read it only to turn around and buy the ebook version later
X marks the spot: start at the top left of your shelf and pick the 27th book
- My bookshelf doesn’t really have any order to it, but the way I counted, it would be Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo
Your latest book purchase
- ebook: Wandering Star by Romina Russell
- hard copy: Chain of Gold by Cassandra Clare (that cover is SOOOO pretty!)
ZzZ-snatcher book: last book that kept you up WAY late
- I’m sad to say reading usually puts me to sleep nowadays, old age and all
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👀 spare a WIP for a weary traveller
This isn’t going to happen for a LONG TIME but spoilers, eventually in Lucky Star, Christopher gets a little more human, and finds a hobby that he rather likes.
“You’re reading one of his?”
“What?” Ripley bent the mass market completely in half, setting it upside down on the coffee table. Samuels winced.
“That author,” he specified. 
“Oh, yeah. I’ve read the whole series so far,”
“I didn’t think high-fantasy interested you much.”
“Not usually, but I’m over the shoot-outs, military lit, and what generally passes for fantasy anymore. Retro science fiction only goes so far too,” she shrugged. “But I kind of like this guy, he’s got a…I don’t know, his perspective is weird. I like it. Except that thing in this one, where they brought in the wyvren hatchery, the way they move…Reminds me too much of shit.”
“I like what he did with them though; dragons are far too beloved of a feature to demonize at this point, especially by a newer voice.”
“You read them?” Amanda perked up.
“…Technically.”
“What did you think?”
“I want to know what you thought—“
“Nope, you first.”
“I think they could have been better,” he began. “Too many instances where you can tell the author is merely reciting a scene instead of creating one. I think several conversations between the knights and their lords are taken from his own experiences,” there’s more he could pick apart, so much more, but Amanda looks crestfallen as it is, and he’s a little confused by it.
“Yeah but I don’t think he was wearing armor, or talking about a surge of monsters in real life.”
“Well, you never know,” he said with a slight grin. 
“What do you mean?”
“You know that I’ve met many, many people through the company. I could have possibly seen him one day,”
“There’s no fucking way that you’ve met McClaren,” Amanda crossed her arms.
“Why not?”
“He lives in Scotland, for one; two, he’s probably ancient, so what would he be doing in the HR office of Weyland-Yutani, on Luna?”
“I don’t know, but I am familiar with him.”
“You’re lying,” she didn’t bother biting back her smile—she never bothered to around him.
“I’m not lying, and I’ll prove it to you,” she didn’t ask him to elaborate further, and he vanished for a short moment to his office, returning with a hardcover of the second novel.
“So you own a hardcover?”
“Open it,” he said, handing it to her. Amanda raised her eyebrow at him, flicking through the pages, before falling back on something strange on the title page that she missed in her copy of the book.
“holy shit. He signed it for you? The guy never does signings!”
“How do you know he doesn’t?”
“I looked him up once...read a lot about him. I thought you’d like the series, and I was going to try to find a boxed set of it for a gift for you, and see if I could get it signed. But then I found out that a) he doesn’t fucking sign anything ever, b) no one knows what he even looks like, and c) there’s another book left."
“There’s at least one, but knowing him he’ll probably drag it out for another two. He isn’t exactly...aware of human time and space.”
“Wait...Are you still in contact at all?”
“Yes but you can’t talk to him. I’m afraid to lose you to him,”
“Shut up,”
“I am though; he’s no older than I am. And is…apparently, your type.”
“I have at least three types.”
“He’s…much like me.”
“Then I’d rather keep you, not the updated-famous-writer-you. But I just want to ask him-- I’m mad about the alchemist—how could she not know what she was doing? If the king was using her work to help breed the wyverns, she had to know something, she couldn’t be that blind.”
“Perhaps she thought her work would help someone she loved.”
“That’s a whole other thing, that weird statue-hexed-to-life thing by some fuck up of hers? It doesn’t have a soul or a thought of it’s own and it’s...It’s creepy. She never even questioned it. And as far as her research for the wyvren hatchery—how would she think that the king gave a fuck about her science project sex toy—“
“That is awfully cruel, she really thinks that given enough power he might be able to live outside of her study, to be a person.”
“She fucked him though. Without knowing that he can’t say no to her. It was skeevy.”
“We were sleeping together nearly a month before you realized that—at the time—I couldn’t tell you no—“
“Again different story—“
“—is it? And why do you like the character so much if everything she does bothers you that much?”
“…She’s on her own. She came from nothing and now works under the king, not at the big castle of course, but still.”
“I don’t think she thought she was helping the king’s project; or that he was trying to breed monsters in the first place. Her father died in a dead-end battle for him, but…it happens all the time. Accidents. Mishaps. She doesn’t know—“ “Wait, did her dad die at one of the dens?! Oh my god it’s too long until the next one. And shit, if--” Amanda stops herself. Samuels isn’t going to call the guy up just becuase she wants spoilers, but--, well. Actually, that’s the exact kind of thing that Samuels would do.
“She does find out; and her ‘sex toy’ finds the record of her father’s death.”
“How do you—do you have an advanced copy?” he leaves the room again, and she half expects another treasure, an early release with a note in the front, maybe? Instead, he returns with the notebook she had bought him for Christmas. 
“I’m…getting to the point where it’s beyond something that I can…bend out of my own experiences. I don’t want to lean too heavily on folklore but for now it’s the best I can do to avoid just copying out Beowulf.”
“…….You wrote a fanfiction?”
“Amanda, I wrote the whole series.” His partner is silent, and he’s wondering if she hasn’t already guessed it in the past, but she’s clearly in shock. “The author’s first two initials are ‘C. S.’ and that didn’t—“
“I thought it was a Narnia reference!”
“How didn’t you figure out you’re a main character—“
“……I’m the creepy alchemist?! And--she’s like…minor royalty. And pretty.”
“I think you are,” there’s a moment when it clicks in, the secondary character, her hair color, her attitude, her lover, her missing parent, her drive, her lover’s tender affection towards—and it clicked. And other scenes clicked too.
“You wrote and published a sex scene about us?”
“….I’m sorry? It was a fade-to-black though, nothing happened on the page. In the moment it felt like that’s...where they wanted to go.”
“When were you going to tell me about this? Not--not the alchemist but all of it, how did you even keep this a secret???”
“I started…writing memories. Then I could change them. Slightly, and eventually I could reset them entirely and even add and take things and…I figured out how to make things up. As for how I kept it a secret, well, I don’t require a fraction of the rest that you do, and while I do enjoy relaxing with you, I like feeling as if I’m accomplishing something.”
“Look at you figuring out how to be creative,” she did look proud of him, and she was, even if it would take a while to fully comprehend it.
“I’d appreciate it...if no one else found out.”
“People love you—“
“They love a thing that I made.”
“And you by extension—“
“I’d lose my royalties, copyrights, and probably my waking job too if I was exposed on a large scale.”
“You’re being dramatic—royalties?”
“…I…I’ve been saving them.”
“For what? I mean you make a decent check at the meteo center, and the flat’s paid off so what—“
“If you ever want to try--the genetics laboratory on Titan.. We’ll need tickets, lodging for multiple months. Supplies. Medical—it’s…not—don’t think that you have to make your mind up if you aren’t ready--only if you did I thought having the funds ready would...”
“I’m the one that brought it up, but I think…Another day we’ll talk about it but—spoil it for me,” she changed the subject. “Tell me what’s going to happen.”
“You can read it.”
“…You did’t write another sex scene did you?”
“….Yes but not for publication. There’s one that I was going to include but—it was too tasteless, it didn’t suit the rest of the story, and I thought it unnecessary. They arrive back at the main group the following afternoon, walking closer, touching more. Readers will know something happened.”
“But you did write it.”
“…I did. I also wrote another six hundred pages of plot and character development aside from it.”
“I want to read it,”
“Read the actual story first—please I don’t know what I’m doing with it, and it’s overdue to the editor—“
“I’m sure it’s perfect—“ she remembers the dedications at the opening of each book perfection’s closest being, love of my eternity. “The dedications… I’m…I’m the woman they’re all for. All those thank you’s and acknowledgements and—“
“There’s no one else,” he means it in honesty and love. Of course there’s no one else. So few friends and so few confidants. If there were more, she’d still be the one they’re dedicated to, but as it stands, there is quite literally no one else. 
“Could you read it to me? The whole thing. I want to hear it, if it’s so important to you.”
“That’s a lot of –“
“Just a little! Each night a chapter or two. I want to hear it from you, how it was meant to be heard.”
AAAAAND that’s all you get. This is a stand alone bit inside of my “bad AU ideas” file that often ends up getting chopped up for later chapters of LS. This is likely to happen but the thing with Titan isn’t (a genetics lab, the sense being that they’d eventually have a kid/science project of their own). Maybe a one-shot becuase Samuels fretting over an infant is ridiculously cute but it’s not gonna fit the final version of them in Lucky Star.
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weirdletter · 4 years
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Nowhereville: Weird Is Other People, edited by Scott Gable and C. Dombrowski, Broken Eye Books, 2019. Cover art by Meredith McClaren, info: brokeneyebooks.com.
Nowhereville: Weird Is Other People is an anthology of urban weird fiction. These are stories of the city, of people interacting with the complexities that are other people. These 19 short stories explore the genre of weird fiction, tales not quite fantasy and not quite science fiction, tales blurring the lines between genres. These are the strange stories of the strange decisions we make and the strange ways the city affects us. The city, the weird: gather together enough people and strange things happen. That’s just fact. It’s inevitable really. just try keeping them apart. impossible. they just keep clamoring and fiddling and getting into everything and strangeing up the place. Can’t say why. You just learn to accept it. even to thrill at it. the ups, the downs, the everchanging nature of it all. It’s unpredictable. It’s exhausting. And it’s fascinating.
Contents: Introduction: Toward a Weirder Tomorrow – Scott Gable Walk Softly, Softly – Nuzo Onoh Y – Maura McHugh Night Doctors – P. Djèlí Clark The Chemical Bride – Evan J. Peterson Patio Wing Monsters – S.P. Miskowski Underglaze – Craig Laurance Gidney The Vestige – Lynda E. Rucker The Cure – Tariro Ndoro Kleinsche Fläche of Four-Dimensional Redolence – D.A. Xiaolin Spires Nolens Volens – Mike Allen Vertices,” Jeffrey Thomas Like Fleas on a Tired Dog’s Back – Erica L. Satifka Urb Civ – Kathe Koja Over/Under – Leah Bobet A Name for Every Home – Ramsey Campbell Tends to Zero – Wole Talabi My Lying-Down Smiley Face – Stephen Graham Jones Luriberg-That-Was – R.B. Lemberg The Sister City – Cody Goodfellow
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le-immorte · 7 years
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The tolls of silences, faded to arc immortality, love silences a fluttering soul ~cM
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