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2aceofspades · 2 days
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TW: Blood/Injury, Implied Death
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With you
Lil one-shot I guess...??
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After the dust cleared, it was dead silent. The air was thick with moisture from the dark clouds looming above them all. Someone, probably Raphael, yelled out something Two didn't quite process, his ears still ringing as his vision slowly cleared.
A faint blue glow flickered in the near distance, not too far from where Two was slumped on the ground. More muffled shouts rang out as Two attempted to collect himself, staggering to his feet and trudging over to the source of-
No.
Just the image alone was enough to bring Two collapsing back to his knees. Stupid, he thought.
"H-hey..." One's weak voice just barely got through to Two, snapping him right out of his thoughts.
He stared down at the dimming blue glow, watching it flicker and fade in and out. How the hell are you still here, breathing?
His thoughts became flooded in his head, even more so as he felt his arms cradle his brother's near-lifeless body.
"Did we win?"
Two felt his jaw clench at One's question, feeling frighteningly close to grinding his teeth until they were flat.
Did we win?
The question echoed in Two’s head, as if that would better help him process this moment. In any other instance, he would have deflected and scoffed at such an empty, meaningless question. Did it matter? he thought as he titled his head up, looking around briefly at the wasteland that surrounded them. It was over, that much was apparent.
"Yes,” he huffed, looking down at his brother in his arms as he continued, “Now, shut it and save your strength. Your heart-"
"I know," One croaked out in between a few sputtering breaths, interrupting Two in more ways than one. Two tried to ignore the cast-off of blood coming from his brother's mouth, despising the sickening feeling settling in his stomach as it hit his chin. One smiled weakly up at his brother, his eyes dull and unfocused.
How dare you, Two thought to himself.
His eyes flickered from One's exposed heart, bleeding out and hardly beating, and back to his brother’s face. His brother looked beaten, bloody...broken. It wasn't a look he saw from him often, if at all. It was that damn smile that he watched waver as One's heart beat softer and softer. What cruel irony, Two couldn't help but think, a metaphorical expression brought to life by his stupid, thoughtless, idiotic brother.
Two could still fix this. Even as he held his brother tighter against his own plastron and felt his shirt get soaked by the horrid mix of blood and empyrean; he thought to himself how he'd be the one to fix this.
There was no other choice left.
“Good…” One let out the softest of chuckles, “…we…we can s-start over.”
Something in Two’s own chest faltered, even just briefly. It was enough to shut out the feeling of One’s pathetic coughs and wheezes against him. He watched how One's eyes dulled further, his gaze wandering away from Two's face.
Starting over? That wasn’t ever an option, not one that Two had ever weighed in his mind. He wasn’t sure if that was even an option now. After everything he had done, everything he sacrificed, worked for…his brother still wanted to burn it, bury everything down and out of Two’s reach. One wanted this win, he wanted the impossible.
“Impossible…” Two muttered under his breath.
He heard yet another faint chuckle. And then the dense silence that followed.
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~bonus doodles~
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moonchild-in-blue · 3 months
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A minute under the blue 🐟🦈
This is a full minute of sharks, manta rays, a sunfish and loads of cute silvery fishies to bless your dash. Take a break here. Breath in. We will be okay 💙🌊
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askleaderscrest · 3 months
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Clarent: I have about a dozen tonight. Sometimes more, sometimes less, depending on who they choose to lead them for the day. Perhaps it's odd for me to do, but I actually share my pack with my son.
It's a bit of a relief honestly, I've been leading Pawniard for many moons, so I'd accumulated quite the battalion! It was getting a bit more difficult to feed them. Oh, but I'm rambling...
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It seems that there's another Bisharp lurking about... Would you like to alert Clarent? @eohpmdsteams
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wistfulwatcher · 1 year
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YELLOWJACKETS | 2.06 “Qui”
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xx-thedarklord-xx · 5 months
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I just wrote a story from a prompt I got six years ago
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artiststarme · 1 year
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All dead, all dead
Well, I had a rough day so I'm taking it out on Steve again. My apologies. I decided to title it after my favorite Queen song because I think it’s fitting. I hope you like it and please leave your thoughts in the comments!
I should warn you before reading it, you might need some tissues.
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They’d lost. Steve stood in shock with Nancy and Robin as the clock chimed for the fourth time and knew deep in his heart that Max was gone. They felt the heat in the Upside Down as the world started to tear apart and could do nothing but run to the nearest gate, which happened to be the road where Fred died, and bust through as the portal continued to burn. 
“We have to get to the trailer park to pick up Dustin and Eddie,” Nancy said resolutely, the first thing anyone had said since hearing the damning chime. 
Oh fuck, Dustin! Steve immediately took off in a sprint. How could he forget his favorite kid, his little brother, his best friend besides Robin? He’d been so in shock about the probability of losing Max that he’d neglected to think about Dustin and Eddie in the trailer. Hopefully, they’d done their job well and were able to climb through the gate before it expanded, catching everything on fire in its way. Steve could see the split of the earth racing alongside him like a cut that wouldn’t stop bleeding. 
He didn’t let that stop him though, he kept running until he couldn’t any more. He body slammed the door of Eddie’s trailer while screaming for them to open it. “Dustin! Munson! Open the door, it's Steve! We have to go! Guys!”
When his shoulder caught the door just the right way and opened, he didn’t see Dustin or Eddie. They weren’t in the trailer which meant they were still stuck in the Upside Down. 
“Dustin! No, man, this wasn’t the goddamn plan! Dustin!” He screamed, trying to find a way to get back through the gate. The sheet was torn in half and the small kitchen table had a broken leg. “Fuck!”
“Steve?” He nearly gave himself whiplash with how quickly he cranked his head to look at the ceiling. 
“Dustin! Where’s Eddie? We gotta go, this place is about to go up in fucking flames.” 
“He didn’t make it. I tried to bring him home but I’m not strong enough, Steve.” Tears continued to drip from his reddened eyes. Steve was sympathetic, of course he was, he liked the dude. But they had to fucking move, now. 
“Henderson, I’m sorry but we can’t worry about that right now. The gates are spreading, you have to get out now. Stand on Eddie’s table and jump, I’ll catch you,” Steve promised him. 
Still crying silently, Dustin moved to fulfill Steve’s instructions. He dragged the Upside Down table to right underneath the gate and moved carefully to stand on top of it, favoring one leg significantly. Steve could see the flames of the expanding gates shining, moving ever closer, through the windows of the Rightside Up and Upside Down trailers. 
“It’s now or never man, let’s go. Jump Dustin!” The flames from the split earth were nearly on top of them now but he had to get out.
“But-” Dustin started but Steve cut him off.
“No Dustin, jump!”
Dustin didn’t question him again and he jumped through the gate. What neither one of them realized though was how close the blaze was. As Dustin jumped halfway through the gate, the entire ceiling of the trailer burst into flames in a ball of fiery fury. Steve was sent sprawling to the ground with the force of the quake. When he looked up to the ceiling where the chasm was growing rapidly, he saw the gate turn into fire and engulf Dustin. His face contorted in pain and he screamed a wail of anguish before he was ripped in half and eaten by fire. 
No. No, Dustin. Steve screamed as he saw what used to be Dustin turn into a cremated shell of soot. He screamed as he lost his little brother to the world that took away their childhoods and shattered their illusion of safety all those years ago. He screamed in grief as he realized it was his fault and if he’d moved just a little bit faster, maybe Dustin would still be alive and in his arms right this second. 
He had screamed his throat raw by the time the girls had caught up to him. They were both panting and Nancy pulled him out of the burning trailer in an act of desperate strength. He would never forgive her for making him live after seeing his brother burn. 
Her and Robin held him down just a few feet from what used to be Eddie’s home. He kept struggling to get back inside but they wouldn’t let him, pinning his limbs and whispering muttered reassurances that would never mean shit. 
The other residents of the trailer park ambled their ways outside, peering at the reddening sky and watching fractures open up throughout the park and town. Some of them looked at Steve in pity, watching as he grieved the one person that had believed in him from day one, the kid that gave him a family when he didn’t have one, and stuck by him even though Steve knew he was difficult to love. He wouldn’t recover from this, he couldn’t.
Steve’s grief overtook him and the raw pain that he was experiencing was enough for even the universe to have mercy on him. 
His mental break was strong enough to fracture time itself. Time rewinds and unravels.  The world goes black and when his eyes reopen, Steve is laying in his bed, all alone in his big house again. He goes back to a day when he still had a little brother, Max was still a bitchy little kid, and Eddie Munson had no knowledge of what the Upside Down was. And Steve makes a vow that he will not be going through that pain ever again. He was going to save them all.
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aromanticmina · 1 year
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I hate amatonormativity all my homies hate amatonormativity.
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cytharat · 6 months
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✨ people I wanna know better! ✨
tagged by @visualtaehyun and @kinnbig thank you <3
Last Song? it was one of my playlists on shuffle so let me check
Favourite colour? look you can't ask me, a bisexual, to choose any one thing. It's impossible I'm sorry I love them all. All of the colours. Yes, even that one. I am not choosing just one when I can have a full rainbow ok and you can't make me
Currently watching? I haven't really been watching anything that is currently airing, but I'm still slowwwly catching up with I feel you linger in the air which I love with my whole entire heart ever since I read the novel. Jane and I are also watching Kiseki: Dear to me and Moving on our weekly date nights. Other than that there are a few things on my to watch list that I want to get to but haven't found the time and energy to start yet. The struggle is so real hhhh
Currently reading? tbh I'm having a hard time concentrating on anything rn, but I finally got my official Seaven Seas translated Guardian copy a while back so I'm kind of sort of re-(re-)reading that
Last movie? Jane and I watched Inhuman Kiss 2 the other day! And you know what that means ... the spooky season is upon us ayyy :D
Sweet/spicy/savoury? I mean it depends on my mood, really. But I suppose if I had to choose only one I'd go with savoury. Give me that umami
Relationship status? tumblr user @pharawee has been the light of my life for *checks calender* 10 years now?? whoa
Current obsessions? I guess Baldur's Gate 3 is still holding my heart and soul hostage. ...yeah
Last thing you googled? my city's stupid annual parade thing is tomorrow so I had to google all the bus detours and whatnot to figure out how the fuck I'll get to work lmao super exciting stuff
Selfie? lol
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I won't subject you to that
Currently working on: uhh keeping it together, mostly lmao no idk I have a few irons in the fire, but I don't think there's anything worth mentioning because that makes it seem like some sort of Big Project when it's just some random silly doodles. Well, and the KenBig AU fics of course, they are still an ongoing struggle
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fanaticallyperfect · 5 months
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Guys i found marvin's cat irl omg
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theflyingfeeling · 6 months
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I think Niko is shipping Olli and Aleksi…👀
oh, for sure 😌 and he's absolutely right to do so as well <3
so yeah who else tried googling 'michael jackson anti-gravity lean meme' or something to figure out what the hell that was all about. I mean not meeeee
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ratbastarddotfuck · 7 months
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Today I said to my doctor "yeah I've had like a dangerous mental health crisis any time I've been in long-term employment, and also my physical health seems to suffer quite a bit due to all the Conditions I Have, and both of these things make each other worse," and she really did turn around and say "hmm, we have a long way to go to make you healthy so you can work".
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theheadlessgroom · 8 months
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@beatingheart-bride
The family legacy is always at stake! Dorian thought to himself, resisting the urge to roll his eyes as he took another stiff drink, not at all missing the look Beau sent his and Emily's way; a look that said he clearly wished he could whisk the two away from this less-than-pleasant conversation.
It was a familiar phrase in his parents' vernacular (and he figured it was no different with Emily's parents); always hammering into him the importance of the Gracey legacy, a legacy he was supposed to uphold-he was expected to marry well, have an heir (preferably a son), keep up the family business, protect the fortune, and so on and so forth...it was tiring to hear; he'd heard it all his life, and whenever it was brought up, he couldn't help but feel irritated; frustrated by the desire to snap back and tell them that he didn't care, that he would marry who he pleased and would do what he wished and there'd be nothing they could do to stop him, yet unable to voice his true feelings.
"...what about William? George? Oh, there's so many names of past Gracey's that would be perfect for your little one!" Mrs. Gracey was going on and on, as Dorian's eyes began to glaze over, and he struggled not to let his irritation show, as his mother continued, "And just think! So many beautiful French names to choose from too! I'm sure there's many names in the de Clair family that would be just darling!"
What if I had a daughter? Dorian thought to himself miserably, as his mother seemed to focus exclusively on male names-honestly, it didn't matter at all to him the gender of his and Elizabeth's child (or children, he hoped), but if he were to give in to his parents' plans, what if he had a daughter? Would they be disappointed? He could only imagine they would; they always made it clear they wanted a son to carry on the family name...
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clown-eating-pig · 8 days
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idk if this is controversial or not, but I HAAATE the season five statements 😭😭😭 they are too abstract for me or something. I need a plotline to follow.
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void-thevoid · 2 years
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A2 with spinel?? :oo
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yeah !
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