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Here is your card for Bad Things Happen Bingo. Happy writing!
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Iâm so excited!!! Send me your requests! (one at a time please)
@bunnyfangs: "can i please get duke and nathan but in a mad max universe??? some words: injury, stitches?, red, "you have to"Â
nathan knows he's bleeding.
it's impossible not to know, because the empty ahead is all he can see. his vision has narrowed so tight he might as well be trying to drive while looking through an exhaust pipe. his hands are black with it and the wheel is slick and his heart is beating in his ears. he knows he's bleeding and really, honestly, maybe he's glad.
it doesn't hurt, though. at least that. it doesn't hurt.
The setting is FO4, Gansey is SS. Shaun is the King he is seeking. Who does he encounter along the way?
(Dammit I may have to expand this one later)
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Blue is gone and all Gansey has left of her is a wedding ring and a holotape and some memories, but he leaves Sanctuary for Concord knowing that somewhere out there is his baby boy.
In Concord he meets a man named Adam struggling to keep the last of his friends alive, and in Diamond City he meets a man named Noah looking for the truth, and in Goodneighbor he meets a man named Ronan who wields a rifle and a broken heart.
When Gansey stands on the pad of the signal interceptor he knows he has to go in alone, but he looks at his friends around him and wonders what life will be like when he finds his son; now that the old Gansey is dead and gone, he wonders what he will be without the search.
Wtnv/trc au?
Letâs have a look at the Community Calendar.
Thursday afternoon, Dark Owl Records will be hosting a live concert featuring popular rock band Panic at the Disco.  Instead of promoting their new album, Panic at the Disco (which now only consists of one member playing every instrument by himself simultaneously) will be performing a previously unreleased track called Murder Squash. Panic at the Disco will perform this song forty-seven times in succession.  Remember, concert attendance is mandatory.  The Sheriffâs Secret Police would like to remind residents that failure to attend the mandatory concert will result in your implication in a series of nasty child murders you did not commit.
Friday, the Night Vale PTA is sponsoring its annual âHug a Hitmanâ carnival.  Come on down to Night Vale Elementary for fun and festivities and the chance to hug or maybe adopt a lonely, abandoned hitman.  Bring the whole family!
Saturday and Sunday will be rewritten in future history books anyway, so whatâs the point?
Monday is âSleeping Kings Dayâ at the Night Vale Public Library.  The Librarians have set up a workshop for any young Night Vale residents who might be searching for ancient sleeping kings.  âWe know who you seek,â they hissed through the library doors, their claws digging gouges in the glass panes, âwe know where he lies.  Come see, come seeeeeeâŠâ  Then, one of their venom sacs erupted and Intern Noah was unable to get the rest of their statement.
To the family of Intern Noah, we offer our sincere condolences. Please come pick up his car, we need the space in the station parking lot.
Tuesday is the day to ponder your impending death. Â Alllll day.
Wednesday will be a dream.  You will find yourself in a nighttime forest.  Mist coils around your ankles.  Behind you, a raven caws.  You look⊠Nothing there.  In your hands⊠ Was this here before?  A book.  A leather journal.  You open it and you are enlightened.  Wasps patrol your skin.  Behind you, a raven caws.  You know what it is you need but you cannot find it.  You beg the forest, but the trees do not speak your language.  There is a girl holding your hand.  Behind you, a raven caws.  Behind you, a raven caws.  Behind you, a raven.
This has been the Community Calendar.
Surprise me with a Noah and Blue that will literally tear my frickin heart out. Also I'm gonna be a dick and say Jamie and Emily... I hate myself.
(Iâll get Jamie and Emily to you in a separate post.)
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Blue Sargent goes to college because Richard Campbell Gansey III loved her.  She hates that itâs on his money but she knows where his heart was when he left the tuition to her.  And really, she wants to go.
When she comes back from California, sheâs browner than ever and she feels at least more well-informed, if not necessarily smarter.
300 Fox Way is a hive of activity as usual, but this time itâs a welcome home party and she has to pretend she isnât tearing up over her aunts and cousins and half-cousins and second cousins cheering. Â Mr. Grayâs shoulder is a suitable handkerchief because he hugs her for a long time. Â She thinks eventually she will be able to call him Dad.
Later, she bikes past Monmouth. Â It stands empty, a ruin again, panes of glass broken out everywhere. Â Whoever owns it now doesnât care. Â She leaves her bike in the grass and takes the stairs. Â The door is open and there is a bird nesting somewhere in the rafters.
Blue tilts her head back. Â âChainsaw?â
The bird doesnât answer. Â Not Chainsaw. Â Probably a pigeon.
âYouâre back.â
The voice startles Blue. Â She whirls in a circle but no one is there. Â Had the voice even been real?
âBlue.â
There it is again, so gentle, so subtle. Â Blue knows it now. Â Tears well in her eyes, horrible hot ones that burn all the way up.
âHi, Noah.â
There he is, in the doorway of his old room. Â Heâs almost formless now, with no one to hold onto. Â Everything about him seems to slump to the left, like that side of his body has become to heavy to maintain a fully upright position anymore.
Noah is a terrifying and heartbreaking thing. Â His eyes are dark hollows now, all the color washed out of him. Â Blue can no longer make out the Aglionby crest on his sweater. Â She reaches for him. Â He reaches for her. Â Their hands almost touch, and then his fingers pass through her palm and out the other side. Â He isnât just insubstantial, heâs almost nonexistent.
Blue says, âI missed you.â
Noah says, âI loved you.  As much as I could love.â
Blue says, âIâm so sorry.â
Noah says, âHe says hi.â
Blue is alone in the dark room.
Adam has decided to get a tattoo, and brings Ronan with him.
âYouâre aware that itâs going to hurt, Parrish?â Ronan says.  âThere will be pain involved.  You know, that, right?â
Adam is in the passenger seat of his own car. Â Ronan drives, and the only reason the mixtape he made for Adam isnât blaring at full volume from the shitty speakers is because Blue confiscated it for everyoneâs safety, just like she did with the last one, and the one before that. Â Adam is glad for the lack of gratuitous noise. Â The hot summer wind rushes by the open windows, carrying the smell of cut grass and dust and exhaust, blowing pollen into Adamâs hair.
He forgets that Ronan has spoken until a hand grips the back of his neck. Â Itâs not like his fatherâs hand, hard and forceful. Â Ronanâs touch is slow and easy, fingers worshiping the tendons under his skin and the soft hairs at the nape of his neck.
Ronan says, âAdam.â
Adam says, âI know.â
Ronan drives.
Adam says, âIâm not worried about the pain.  I just want it to be right.â
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Later, when itâs all over, Adam lets Ronan inspect the image on the back of his neck, where Ronanâs hand had been before. Â Ronan snaps a picture with his phone so Adam can see.
âWell,â Ronan says, hands in his pockets, âare you happy?â
Are you happy now, Adam?
âNo,â Adam says, âbut itâs what I wanted.â
They pay and head home. Â Ronan drives, only because heâs stronger and likes to wrestle Adamâs keys away from him. Â Lately, Adam lets him.
Back at the Barns, Ronan stops him and kisses him outside the farmhouse. Â Dusk is falling, casting everything in shades of purple and blue. Â A choir of crickets sing their approval of the soft, stolen moment. Â When theyâre left standing, holding on, breathing each otherâs air, Adam asks the question thatâs been lingering in his mind all day.
âWould he have liked it?â
Ronan doesnât touch the new tattoo, but his hand slides up Adamâs back all the same, palm hot through Adamâs t-shirt.
âHe liked everything about you,â Ronan says, which isnât the kind of answer Adam wants.
Inside, while Matthew chatters over reheated pizza, and Chainsaw tears strips out of a phonebook containing only the address of Blueâs college in California, Adam sneaks a glance at the photo of his tattoo on Ronanâs phone again.
There is the back of his neck, and there are Ronanâs fingers holding down the collar of his t-shirt, and there is the stark black shape of the oyster-shell raven in the field outside Cabeswater, and there, wound through the lines of the bird, are Ganseyâs last words.
Non mortem.
Somni fratrem.
See you soon.
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