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♡ 𝚒𝚗𝚍. / 𝚜𝚎𝚕. 𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙰𝙻𝙺, 𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝙾𝙲 𝚋𝚢 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚜.
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@callslgns
“ ( ... ) 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥? ”
♡ 𝚒𝚗𝚍. / 𝚜𝚎𝚕. 𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙰𝙻𝙺, 𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝙾𝙲 𝚋𝚢 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚜.
𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 / 𝚙𝚜𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝. / 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 @radicbabe & @gibsonder
me holding both my tommy and river blogs: I am going to create an oc that is so Parallel
Finding River in his office was an unexpected turn of events after spending the day searching for him. In fact, it was the last place Nick thought the other would be. It made him give pause as he stood there with the door’s handle in hand. He blinked in surprise then softened his expression, sombering it some. “River.” His voice was dry, annoyed a little even– but he pushed past it to move further into the room so he could shut the door behind him. He shimmied out of his jacket and hung it on a rack then moved around the chair the other sat in to sit behind his desk. He stared at the younger for a long moment before giving off a quiet sigh.
“You know the whole county’s looking for you, right?” He lifted his hands to fold onto the desk, leaning into them slight, “Folks are saying they saw you fleeing the scene.”
@callslgns gets a starter !!!
eyes are wild — residual from running, and knowing exactly what was on his tail. brows furrow with confusion, and disbelief; ❝ yeah, i ran. because i was fucking chased! i know what it looks like. but i didn’t — i didn’t do any of that. it was — ❞ ( ashley ). your brother, who slew all your friends, two halloweens ago tonight. your brother, who you held under the surface in the shallow end of a pool, until he stopped moving. it was the nightwing killer, and ruby lane. it was fucking all of them. it was all real. it was insane. you say that, you’re insane. river’s eyes drop to the desk, hands wringing in front of him.
❝ no offense, sheriff goode, but why the hell do you think i’m here? ❞ he counters, too sharp, too impatient. so, okay, fine, yeah — his track record with the sheriff isn’t particularly glowing. so maybe this had been a really, inspiringly, bad idea. maybe there was no reason for anyone to trust his word, sitting here in a police station — flecks of red on his face, on his jacket. the nausea sweeps up in an instant, remembering the sound of ashley’s bat against the bones of the gas station clerk, and a woman in the chip aisle,
( … on his way to you. was it your fault? of course it was. )
eyes search the sheriff’s face, tired, and stone-cold sobered; ❝ … it’s happening again. it’s not bullshit. the curse — it’s real. i - it was real then and, it’s real now. ❞ he goes quiet, and feels only cold, down to the nerves of his fingers. and this time, when he meets the other’s eyes, he’s only scared; ❝ … i saw it. i saw the witch’s house. the names. i — please. i need your help. ❞
“ ( ... ) 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙞𝙩? ”
@callslgns & @radicbabe & @gibsonder
𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝙾𝙲𝚂, 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝙺𝙴𝙻𝚂, 𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙸𝙴, & 𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙴.
iiiii added to river’s slides and also added a rough timeline for 91 / 93 events
yk... if there’s a revived verse for the squad coming back after the curse is broken. river’s brother could come back too and i just.
I don’t need crazy people in my life.
slaps my tags down and sprints away
me: :)
me remembering 93 means ashley comes back w/ all the other undead killers after them: ):
@callslgns: ❛ what am i supposed to do ? ❜
“end my whole life.” your voice is muffled against the pillows you’ve sandwiched your head between. you’re sure you look stupid, but that is beyond the point right now. it feels like your brain is trying to leak out of your tear ducts. (this one is just light, not sound. why are they never the same? absolutely ridiculous.) but death is the only solution you can use your limited brain power to find at the moment. is it melodramatic? debatably. to an outside observer, probably.
“i think my brain’s comin’ out of my eyes right now, so it’d be a mercy.”
accepting.
❝ that would be terrible bedside manner, ❞ river says, with a sleepy, wry smile. he wouldn’t dare admit sappiness, but he was glad for the company — company he wasn’t pretending at personhood with. but then, it had always been easy with katia, since they were kids. she hadn’t ditched him just yet — despite the warning signs.
he hums in consideration, lilting his head in her direction — not that she can see him buried in all available pillows in the vicinity. ❝ … well, do you have a preference in method? ❞ he asks casually, quiet amusement still evident. ❝ if you want me to pick you up something, you can just ask, you know. ❞ arms cross as he pauses by his desk, pointing the light in the opposite direction. river glances back at her over his shoulder; ❝ bright light or loud sounds, this time? ❞ he pauses, ❝ … or, insurmountable existential dread? ❞
star wars: the force awakens prompts.
" we've got company. "
" you have to hide. "
" you have to leave. "
" i'll come back for you. "
" stay here. "
" you know what i've come for. "
" i know where you come from. "
" so who talks first? you talk first? i talk first? "
" he/she/they/i/you have no respect for anyone. "
" don't follow me. "
" you're welcome. "
" i'm impressed. "
" where is it? "
" don't give up hope. "
" if you do exactly as i say, i can get you out of here. "
" why? why are you helping me? "
" i can fix this. "
" i got it. "
" up ahead! you see it? "
" oh, you gotta be kidding me! "
" oi! get off him/her/them/me! "
" where'd you get it? "
" he/she/they didn't make it. "
" i tried to help him/her/them. i'm sorry. "
" i am with the resistance. "
" i've never met a resistance fighter before. "
" i know how to run without you holding my hand! "
" follow me. "
" we can't outrun them! "
" hey! that's mine! "
" nice shot! "
" are we really doing this? "
" i don't know your name. "
" go on. tell her/him/them/me. "
" come on out of there. "
" we need your help. "
" you knew her/him/them. "
" wait, what?! "
" get below and stay there until i say so. "
" what are you gonna do? "
" what's the problem? "
" i got a bad feeling about this... "
" this was a mistake! "
" get off me! "
" i hate that guy. "
" this is not how i thought this day was gonna go. "
" he/she/they/you mean nothing to me. "
" you did great, just rest. "
" good job, kid. "
" it's true. all of it. it's all true. "
" you want my help? you're getting it. "
" you should know, i'm a big deal in the resistance. "
" you got another problem. "
" women always figure out the truth. "
" you might need this. "
" you know how to use one of these? "
" you got a lot to learn. "
" you got a name? "
" are you offering me a job? "
" why are we here again? "
" oh boy. "
" i assume you need something. "
" forgive me. "
" go home. "
" we must face them. fight them. "
" there's no chance we haven't been recognized already. "
" you don't know a thing about me. "
" we all need to run. "
" don't leave without me. "
" i'm not who you think i am. "
" i'm not a hero. "
" you looked at me like no one ever has. "
" i was ashamed of what i was. "
" take care of yourself. "
" i shouldn't have gone in there. "
" i see your eyes. you already know the truth. "
" i don't want any part of this. "
" you have to go back. "
" they're here! "
" stay out of sight. "
" traitor! "
" the girl/boy/person/man/woman i've heard so much about. "
" did you see that? "
" you changed your hair. "
" that's my jacket! "
" no, no. keep it. it suits you. "
" that was incredibly brave, what you did. "
" that sounds very scary. you must have been very brave. "
" don't do that. "
" when did that ever help? "
" listen to me, will you? "
" there's nothing more we could've done. "
" there's still light in her/him/them/you, i know it. "
" where am i? "
" you're my guest. "
" you still want to kill me/her/him/them. "
" get out of my head. "
" don't be afraid. "
" you're afraid. "
" i like this guy. "
" i did miss you. "
" some things never change. "
" get ready. "
" people are counting on us! "
" you're making a big mistake. "
" don't worry, kid. "
" we won't leave here without you/her/him/them. "
" you sure you're up for this? "
" what happened to you? did they hurt you? "
" we came back for you. "
" how did you get away? "
" i can't explain it. and you wouldn't believe it. "
" escape now, hug later. "
" we can't leave. "
" we'll meet back here. "
" you're right. that's a better idea. "
" my friend's got a bag of explosives. let's use them. "
" it would take a miracle to save us now. "
" it's too late. "
" you know it's true. "
" we miss you. "
" i know what i have to do but i don't know if i have the strength to do it. "
" will you help me? "
" thank you. "
" we're not done yet. "
" it's just us now. "
" you're a monster. "
" give it everything you've got. "
" i need some help here! "
" you need a teacher. "
" our job's done here. let's go home. "
" you've come back! "
" oh, my dear friend, how i've missed you! "
" we'll see each other again. i believe that. "
" thank you, my friend. "
@radicbabe said: " it's just us now. "
river stills where he’d been mindlessly looking her over for injuries. the apology lodges in his throat, he knows he’ll choke if he tries to say it aloud; sorry our friends are dead. sorry your sister is dead. sorry, we’re probably next. sorry, it was my brother, sorry. i don’t understand, i’m sorry.
he swallows the feeling, forcing himself to steel; ❝ … come on. we have to go. ❞ he reaches almost blindly, for her arm, her hand — needing the connection as much as he needed them to move from this spot. he’s not sure how his voice remains steady, and when his eyes meet hers, he thinks the apology, loudly, again and again. but they can’t sit here forever. move, go, away from here; doesn’t know how far back ashley is, doesn’t want to. his own side throbs, hurts to breathe where ribs had crunched against the length of a baseball bat.
he stops walking — his mind has finally caught up to him, and he’s staring at dj with wide eyes; ❝ … b-back in the woods. we. we fucking saw it, dj. we saw the witch’s house. ❞ his gaze drops, hand dragging through his hair. the words want to stall out in his teeth. ❝ the graves. everything. it’s all. it’s all real. and — i swear to god, i don’t know what happened. he just came back, and he. he was fine, i — ❞ river’s expression falls; he has no explanation. ashley, his brother ashley — who always stuck up for him, for all of them, who hardly ever raised a hand at anyone. who was fucking going somewhere in life — who could explain that? who the fuck could make sense of tonight?
( it’s just us now ). and there’s the choking again, like he wants to cry — or maybe his body just thinks it should. nothing comes up, it’s just a persisting, rolling nausea. he thinks even if he could cry, he wouldn’t — dj, right now, needed him not to lose his fucking mind. but his voice quiets, and finally wavers; ❝ … i don’t understand. ❞ please believe me, i didn’t know.
i think that... ashley was probably the brother that was going places, but like he was good, probably supported river, who was definitely always a bit quieter n more of a lil nerd. the energy of gordie’s older brother in stand by me... was going off to college that yr if shit didn’t happen. river i think was very much in his shadow before everything happened. looked up to him a lot, but also people were probably always asking river why he didn’t apply himself better so he could also have a shot at getting out of shadyside? and then after the murders the shadow was more like, well his perfect brother snapped, it wouldn’t be surprising if he did too.
me knowing that possession victims were chosen from people u wouldn’t expect bc they were kind or unassuming or w/e. me knowing ashley was a good older brother TT___TT everyone probably assumes they were messing around drunk or w/e when they stumbled on the witch’s hut but i think it was more like, ashley the type to think he heard someone (the fuckin witch whispers in ur ear that everyone got in the movies…) probably told his little brother to stay outside while he went to check smth and then came back out, different,
me causing problems on purpose bc i still have all my icons from tommy: ashley falk
sorting out the timeline of what happens in 91 and then what happens in 93 girl help