ROTTEN / GENES

INDIE STEVEN CRAIN

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Me coming back to write here?

Yes. Yes indeed. 

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Sorry for my absence.

I should be very active after Christmas.

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Safe Harbour on SBS 2018

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So, it’s almost Christmas time, and I wanted to make a small appreciation post for some of my writer friends on here. This is really just to highlight people who I write with and talk with excessively, so don’t feel bad about being on the list. That just means we have yet to write and connect with each other like I have with these people.

@bentnck - Kate is a wonderful writer! I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone quite like her. Her writing is vivid, and it so easily sets a scene that you can clearly picture in your head. Truly some great talent in her, and I’m honored that I get the chance to talk and write with her.

@hauntngs - Megan is so creative, you guys! She’s always working on some kind of beautiful thing for their blog. I have great pleasure in being able to see whatever she’s got going on in her head. Her writing also shows the same signs of creativity and elegance. It’s truly an honor to get to write and talk with her.

@icarusinvited​ - I love Billy! She’s very sweet, and is always always bursting with ideas for interactions. It’s one of my favorite things to get on in the morning and see that they have a new idea they want to explore. Whether it’s writing with their Luke, Kenzi, or even Wendy, I’m always having a blast! It’s been a pleasure talking and writing with her.

@bxbycrxin​ So me and Charlie have just started talking, and writing for that matter. But I still wanted to put them on this list because, wow, making a child from scratch is fantastic. I get the honor of writing with Steve’s kid, and it melts my heart every time. Thank you SO much for making Nora, I really appreciate it.

@cephaleas​ I don’t really think we’ve written or talked much since we’ve been mutuals, which I’ll try to change soon. But I still wanted to put you on this list because I 100% love your Olivia, and I love your verses. So much detail goes into the smallest of changes to canon. It keeps things interesting, and ever regardless, you stick to Olivia as a character so solidly. 

Lastly, thank you all so much for writing with me, it’s been an immense pleasure thus far. I hope to have many more months writing with all you amazing people out there. I hope you all have Happy Holidays, and I’ll see you all on the flip side. <3

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MOM…                                       DAD…                                                                                                                                                  i miss you.

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𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕔𝕝𝕜𝕖𝕕𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 

        Tiny feet make their way across padded carpet, head too fuzzy yet too sharp to give her night-time stars the attention they deserve. One hand clutches the ever constant Mr.Bird to her chest, while the other pushes her bedroom door open and slowly creeps into and down the hall.

        Tiny hands stand on tiptoes as she reaches up high to grasp the door-knob and slowly turn it to gain entry to the safest room in the room, or so her daddy likes to tell her at bedtime. If you’re ever scared just come to me, we’ll hide together in the safest room in the house where no monsters can ever get in. But this time the dreams told her it wasn’t so safe anymore and something got in and daddy got hurt so she has to check, she has to know.

        “Daddy?”

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   Nightmares   always   start    the    same    for    Steve,    It    only    differs     on     who     is     there.     Sometimes     Nell,     his     beloved     baby     sister     who’d     died     in     that     house.     If     it     was     a     bad     day,     he     could     expect     to     see     his     mother’s     bloody     and     battered     face.     This     time,     Steve     couldn’t     seem     to     tell     who     was     his     tormentor     for     the     night.

     Just     many     many     hands     reaching     at     him,     grabbing     and     pulling     just     to     get     him.     His     feet     instinctively     fight     the     ghostly     intruders     by     kicking     and     struggling.     But     like     most     things     in     his     life,     fighting     was     futile     against     his     attacker.     The     grey     and     cracked     skin     of     the     hands     started     to     smother     him     until     he     couldn’t     breathe.

   But    Just    as    quick    as    his    sleep    had    started,    it    had    stopped    with    a    tug    on    his    arm.    The    little    hand    ever    so    familiar    to    him,    even    in    his    sleepiness.    His    fear    is    gone,    his    beautiful    daughter    here    to    help    him    fend    off    bad    thoughts.    Though    she    seemed    to    carry    some    fear    of    her    own,    he    could    see    it    in    her    enlarged    eyes.

     Steve     smiles     at     his     daughter,     quickly     putting     his     hands     under     her     arms     to     lift     her     into     ‘ The     Safe     Bed ’.   “ What’s     wrong     there     kiddo? ”     He     asks     in     the     best     fatherly     voice       he     can     compose     at     four     in     the     morning.     Only     the     best     for     his     daughter,     even     if     that     meant     the     cost     of     his     own     sanity.

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stuff my siblings say.

“I’m gonna knock you out of your awkward phase and into a new one!” “This burrito tastes like cheese and regret,” “That’s what a hero would do. But we’re not heroes, we just have an acorn,” “I’m two cats, I have eighteen lives,” “Now I shall close your doot. Wait. Door. Sorry, autocorrect,” “I just saw the fourth lime green car in an hour. AM I DEAD? HAVE I DIED?!” “I can’t even! I can’t odd, either! Numbers suck!” “‘Unsafe, Keep Out,’. Guess I’m goin’ in there,” “I thought Shrek said that,“ “Potatoes only have three layers: the dirt, the skin, and the soul,” “Do you eat potato souls?” “He’s like halfway between supermodel and super villain,” “I can’t tell good lemonade on sight! That’s not my superpower!” “Hashtags are happy things. Like lollipops, and gumdrops,” “My left butt is officially asleep,” “You think I’m Superman? More like Stupidman!” “The ’S’ on your shirt stands for ‘Stupid’,“ “I’m starting an anti bridge bullying movement. I’m gonna go to movie sets, like the animal people, and make sure no bridges were harmed in the making of action movies,” “This curb is my home now,” “Don’t be a trashCANT. Be a trashCAN,” “______ made me walk like a penguin yesterday, so I understand the penguin lifestyle,” “I’ll fight you with your own two fists. And yes. I am implying that they detach from your hands,” “It’s like a stress ball. Stress lemonade!” “You’ve heard of Cotton Eyed Joe, now get ready for Cotton Eared Me!” “Just crying because there isn’t a Hawkeye solo movie with me teaching Jeremy Renner how to sass,” “If everyone loved Pitch Perfect as much as me, there wouldn’t be any other movies being made, because all anyone would want to watch would be Pitch Perfect.” “You can’t be Batman Number Two if you’re going to act like this!” “I’m too young to see this,” “You look very calculating, and it’s scaring my knees,” "When I die, you have to dress me as Supergirl, because I believe when we come back we’ll inherit the powers of whatever we’re dressed as. Most people will just be secret agents,” “____ is having an existential crisis over how to pronounce wheat,”

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Steven Crain in his glasses appreciation post 

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Sometimes, home has a heartbeat.

Beau Taplin (via sunsetquotes)

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I mean, is anything real before you write it, Steve? The things you write about are real, those people are real, their feelings are real, their pain is real, but not to you, is it? Not until you chew it up and you digest it and you shit it out on a piece of paper. And even then, it’s a pale imitation at best. You take other people’s lives and love and loss and pain, and you eat it, Steve. You are an eater. You eat it and you shit it out, and then, and only then, is it real for you. Normal people’s lives are flesh and blood and muscle and bone, but not yours, darling. Oh, no. You’re life is plastic. You are a plastic parasite. A plastic hack, aren’t you, honey? So of course you don’t remember how you healed our marriage, or made our baby, because you haven’t really seen it. Have you? You haven’t shat it out in prose. I was always a supporting player in your story, if we’re honest. I would feed you and fuck you and pay the bills while you squinted over some novel that nobody was going to read or publish, but I paid you to write them, didn’t I? I picked up the check for your dreams and I said goodbye to mine, and not even that was enough. Don’t lie to me, honey. I wasn’t real. If I was real, you never would have walked out that door, but I wasn’t, and you did, and now this one… this… little one… she won’t be real either. Oh. She’s kicking. Oh, she’s hungry. She must be an eater like her dad. If she is, my love, if she eats me from the inside and I burst like a blister, will you lose your mind? Like your mother?

Leigh Crain, The Haunting of Hill House (2018)

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* JANET *·:

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒  𝐀𝐖𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘  reasonable  of  him.  steve  has  always  been  reasonable  in  thinking,  if  not  slightly  harsh  in  drawing  his  conclusions.  she  understands  whatever  resentment  he  might  hold,  whatever  disappointment.  (  she  feels  it  too,  though  maybe  has  less  of  a  right  to  than  steve  does.  )  regardless  of  her  thoughts  on  hugh  –  it’s  different.  she’s  not  his  child,  she  hasn’t  lost  another  parent  in  this.  only  a  friend,  a  brother.

❛   it’s  hard  for  him,  too,  steve.   ❜   the  words  are  foreign  leaving  her  lips,  truths  she  has  avoided  coming  to  terms  with  for  years,  that  have  gone  unspoken  for  longer.  hard  to  swallow.   ❛   we  both  know  i  don’t  agree  with  him  either  –  but  losing  your  mother,  it  was  hard  for  everyone  to  process.  she  was  always  the  love  of  his  life,  for  as  long  as  i  can  remember.  i  just  don’t  –   ❜   a  pause,  where  are  you  going  with  this  ?  sentimentality  for  an  old  friend  can’t  take  precedence  here,  when  these  children  are  still  hurting.   ❛   you’re  right  to  be  angry.   ❜ 

  Steve wasn’t all knowing, he could not reasonably claim to know exactly what was going on in Hugh’s head. What he felt, for his kids, even for his wife, but he could make educated guesses. From things he’d heard, seen, and from the police reports that were disclosed to him. He wishes that his father does hurt, so that he knows what it feels like for all of them.

  For kids so young, to have to deal with unavoidable trauma like loosing both their parents. He wants him to feel even a fraction of the pain that he feels, even if it is selfish. But leaving them was selfish, becoming somebody that could no longer take care of their children was selfish. He’d left, and put all the responsibility on him, with only a quick ‘Goodbye’.

  Luke and Nell should not have to come to him for advice, only to find out that he has none. Theo should not have to cry into his shoulder because she needs help, only to find that he cannot help her. Shirley should not have to deal with the anxiety and the fear that she does. He sure as hell shouldn’t have to feel like a waste of space for not being able to help his hurting siblings.

  He’d never actually had the time, for even a moment, to consider how hard it was on his dad. Because he was a grown man, who’d made his choices, and those had forced his children to suffer in consequence. Steve was having a hard time trying to relate to his pain, when he had so much more of it than he could. Not only juggling his suffering, but also having to hide it while carrying his siblings as well.

  “We’re all entitled to our consequences, Jan. It’s up to us whether or not they’re good or bad.” He replies, with only a fine line keeping him from wanting to punch something. Just to find someone, or something, and punch it every time something pissed him off. “And it’s awfully sad that you have to defend him, because he can’t even come down here and do it himself.”

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Will Steve ever find love??

Only if his character is moved to a CW show.

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Steve @ Hugh when he tries to ‘corrupt’ his siblings:

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