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preacher + pirate!au:
in which our fateful triad roam the seven seas in search of glory, fame, and gold. jesse is the sea-battered captain of a ship named genesis. tulip acts as navigator and gun-slinger, using the stars to map their course across the globe. cassidy, a pirate cursed to live as a man-eating monster, finds acceptance in an unlikely set of seafarers. together, they hope to someday rule the seas, destroying their competition one ship at a time. [edit 21 of ?]
preacher + season 2: i was left to my own devices / many days fell away with nothing to show / and the walls kept tumbling down / in the city that we love / grey clouds roll over the hills / bringing darkness from above / but if you close your eyes / does it almost feel like / nothing changed at all? / and if you close your eyes / does it almost feel like / you've been here before?
preacher fanfiction: children of wrath AU | cassidy is selfish. the fallout lasts decades. in which cassidy turns jesse and tulip in a last ditch effort to cure the ache of loneliness in his heart. [edit 19 of ?]
the unholy trinity + domesticity: for the trio on lazy days, on days when they can afford to be as normal as a man possessed by a demon-angel hybrid, a 119 year-old vampire, and an assassin can be. [edit 14 of ?]
fiore + deblanc: origins and all at once, we’re soldiers again on different sides of a blood-soaked battle we’ve long forgotten the meaning of... [edit 20 of ?]
tulip o’hare: (n). a woman battling demons one bullet hole at a time. [edit 4 of ?]
preacher + genesis:
born from a union cursed to end in tragedy, you grow restless in your own ill-fitting skin. good and evil rumbles inside you, a thundering pulse that stretches into a new set of limbs, makes a home inside the ribcage, digs into the flesh of a man as consumed with divinity and deviancy as you are. you are given eyes for the first time, to see how these humans live, and it is this longing to be something more than a mistake that has you whispering in a language of your own creation: “create. destroy. become.”
there is a satisfaction in communicating with a soul so intertwined with yourself that you sink your claws in deeper, let his brain fill with smoke, a reminder of one-half of your ancestry. the other, kinder side holds on with a feather-touch, light spilling from his mouth with every word until he becomes holiness, halo forged by flames, scalding those closest to him.
entity or not, you are young, selfish even, and you’re not sure you’ll ever let go... [edit 22 of ?]
tulip o’hare & proinsias cassidy: (n). for a love that, perhaps at another time, in another lifetime, could have saved and damned them both. [edit 7 of ?]
