WARNING: darkfic,strong language, drug use, mental illnesses, self harm, violence, abuse, sadfic
I do not recommend this fic for people under 16, those who are easily offended, scared or triggered.
Donât fret, precious, Iâm here
step away from the window
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
see, they donât give a fuck about you
Iâll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
Iâll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
Iâll be the one to protect you from your enemies and choices
Isolate you and save you from yourself
* from âCounting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythym Of The War Drumâ by A Perfect Circle
There was a dark side to everyone. Some showed it without fear, some used it. He hid it. Because it was more like a cruel bacterium he carried in his organs. And when he saw her, it germed. She made the hard shell of this ulcer leak. Its poison coursed into his veins as she infected him with her own darkness.
Morgan, fallen from the grace of a god she never believed in, runs into Niall, who fell from a popstarâs heaven of sanctity and now fights demons nobody suspects to live beneath the surface of what once was a life saviour to millions. On their way down to a hell made of addictions, lies, sex and pain, both have to sacrifice something dear to their lost souls: One of them loses their freedom, the other one the last remaining bit of purity they kept in a world that doesnât give a fuck who you are when the lights go out.
Chapter Nine - Sacrifices
Chapter Thirteen - Clouds
Chapter Seventeen - Fools
Chapter Twenty - One - Killers
Chapter Twenty- Two - Flames
Chapter Twenty-Three - Lovers
Chapter Twenty-Four - Gods
stormborns
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