Jackson’s Diary AU where William beat David to death and Exer and Jackson are the only one’s that can see him. Bonus if David doesn’t know how he died/that he’s dead or Exer didn’t realise he had died at first.
I wrote something small and fast about it, but I’ll just put it here rather than AO3 rn
Tw- Character death and mentions of gore and abuse.
Exer is sitting in his room, tossing a hackie-sack in the air with a whistle. He huffs, closing his eyes and draping his arm over his eyes.
As he rests, he hears a soft sniffle and immediately sits up. He jolts his head to the side, seeing David standing nearby. He looks at him, squinting slightly. “Day?”
David’s teary eyes go wide, looking at him. “Ex?”
He sits up, smiling at him lopsidedly, his cheek dipping into a small dimple. “Hey man… what’s the matter?”
David stares at him, his lip quivering as he rushes into his arms, clinging to him for dear life. Exer gasps softly, slowly holding onto him. “Day? What’s the matter…?”
“I’m sorry…” he sobs gently, hiding his face. “I’m sorry I’m so weak…”
Exer’s brows furrow with worry, shushing him. “Hey… hey… it’s okay. I got ya.” David sobs into his arms, Exer cradling his head. “You’re safe now…”
David pulls back, looking at him with tears flowing down his cheeks before pulling him into a kiss. Exer tensed at the cold feeling, but kissed back softly. “I’m sorry…”
Exer pulled back, holding his cold cheek before he heard his father call. “Exer…?”
He pulled away, kissing him softly once more. “Give me a moment… I’ll be right back.”
David sobbed gently as Exer pulled back, heading downstairs. He sees his father holding the phone, his mouth open aimlessly. “Exer…”
“Phone for me?” He asks, gently taking it from his shaking hands and holding it to his ear. “Hello?”
He hears Brenda, her voice shaking as she holds back sobs. “Exer…?”
Exer sighs softly, speaking gently. “Bren? Are you okay?”
She speaks weakly, her voice wavering as she mutters. “There was an accident… dad… I…”
He sighs again, smiling gently as he speaks. “Brenda… you don’t need to worry… David is-”
“Dad killed him.”
He paused, his throat closing. He made a soft grunt, shaking his head. “No… no he isn’t.”
Brenda sighed, her voice weak and miserable. “I saw the…” she swallowed hard, making a gulp. “I saw the body… it was him…”
Exer turned his head, seeing David standing on the stairs. His eyes were sad… weak. He… looked battered. He was…
“No…” he whimpered, dropping the phone as he looked at David, seeing his edges blur. “David…?”
“Son… he’s gone.” Harry spoke softly, touching his shoulder gently. Exer couldn’t look away… couldn’t stop staring at the now broken body of his partner. His best friend.
“No… no no no.” He says softly, moving over to David. “Say it’s not true!”
David sighed, blinking slowly. When his eyes opened, the blue eyes he always adored faded into nothingness. Nothing but the cold orbs of light.
Jackson’s Diary AU where William beat David to death and Exer and Jackson are the only one’s that can see him. Bonus if David doesn’t know how he died/that he’s dead or Exer didn’t realise he had died at first.
He was so rude and against Emma getting back with her ex because he did it once and got so badly hurt, but still blames himself entirely. Because of this, he blamed Emma in a very similar way.
Hypothetically, if there were a paper there, this picture would not be able to prove its presence. I’ve taken the liberty of drawing a diagram to illustrate my point. We are faced with three possibilities. It is possible that (1) the paper was simply tucked in deeper than the others.
Paper is a soft material, Wright. It’s not unreasonable for it to do a (2) 90 degree turn.
Or perhaps, (3) a paper does not exist there at all.
Either way, you cannot prove your client innocent without sufficient evidence.
Which, of course, is impossible thanks to the obtrusive words.
(Perhaps I should’ve left the artistry to the forensic artist…)
Now hold it right there! It doesn’t matter which direction the paper is going because it’s impossible to prove it even exists!
Those theories are all the same! We do not have enough information to prove them. There could be an infinite amount of papers in there for all we know. I simply presented them only so that the court could better understand your baseless conjecture!
… I suppose the order of the books do seem out of the ordinary. However, therein lies not just one possibility. Clearly, those are Japanese graphic novels, also known as “manga”. And the Batman comic book is a graphic novel, too, no?
Seeing as it currently has only graphic novels in the shelf, it is possible that any other novels have simply not yet been restocked. Asserting whether or not this effect was deliberate is useless– there is no way of knowing if the photographer and the captioner are the same person, let alone their involvement in this picture.
Face it Wright, you can’t prove any of these groundless accusations!
I swear I’ve reblogged this before but every time I see it I internally scream “THESE BOOKS ARE ON A HOLD SHELF” that’s why they have pieces of paper in them and are not shelved in alphabetical order (they’re shelved by who they’re on hold for). It’s also why the labels on the manga and the graphic novel are different (note how the one says “YA” and the other says “Teen”) - because they’re most likely from different library collections.
Suffice to say, this court case could have used a library employee as an expert witness and saved a lot of time.
Bowie likes flirting with Raj, even though Raj is often too dense to understand
Raj likes playing with Bowie’s hair, but gets too nervous to do it. Bowie picked up on this and often rests his head on Raj’s lap so he can
Wayne referred to Bowie as Raj’s ‘boytoy’ for a week or so without realising what it meant, but quickly changed when Bowie explained what it actually means
Bowie kisses Raj’s cheek, forehead and nose randomly and Raj always goes bright red
Raj’s dog LOVES Bowie and Bowie loves it right back
Bowie has made jokes about Raj being like a puppy dog and Raj takes it as a compliment
Bowie pretty much dresses Raj whenever they go out
Bowie keeps one of Raj’s spare jerseys in his room, often under his bed or pillow
Bowie got a little worried the first time he went out with Raj in makeup, but Raj just spent the whole date spacing out and staring at him
Bowie blew a kiss at Raj during a hockey game and distracted him enough that he smacked into a wall
Bowie knows how to skate, but he rollerblades and doesn’t ice skate
Bowie and Raj try each others versions of skating (Raj ends up tumbling when trying to stop himself and Bowie falls on his butt when he moves his leg wrong)
Bowie cut Raj’s hair one night and Wayne freaked out because he looked so different
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