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Rating: G
Fandom: Supernatural (mentions of the events of Dead in the Water)
The rain pouring from the eaves sounds like a waterfall, and what little light there is filters through it, almost throwing spangles on the walls of the grey motel room, and leading Sam to believe he just might be underwater. That's the exhaustion (and the beer) talking, he knows; for all that he burst his lungs diving for the child he's above water now, and out of danger. They all are, even Dean, who Sam cannot help but look for in the second bed ( ... )
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Fandom: Original
A/N: Continous stream of thought on my part, hence strangeness.
Thunderous@: a warbling cry and she was all at once alive again, cracking upon forth rocks and mountains, her dry mouth pulsing out cries of ectascy. Cold hands on her, cold hands, baby cold, pheunomia blue and shimmering in the darkness. Where is this place? She wish she knew. White shirts swim around her, cool and calculating sharks. Screams in an air tight vaccuum: nothing in this place, grimy tiles but no substance. No lover's heart as cascading as a beating drum, no feeling of skin, no no no no nothing. Sylvia Plath is in her eyes and she is taping up the doorframes and oh no no no my baby is in that room. Give me my baby, my placebo in a vacant bell jar, my baby is dead, my baby has died.
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Fandom: Original
Rating: G
Word count: 431 words
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Title: Waves of Stillness
Fandom: U2
Pairing: Larry Mullen Jr. and Adam Clayton
Rating: PG (contains a m/m relationship)
a/n: um, if you don't like m/m ideas...don't read. it's where my brain went. *shrugs*
Thunderous. It’s the sound of the waves crashing outside our window. It’s the feeling of love that swells in my chest every time you smile at me. How I fell for you, I’m not quite sure. You’re my bassist, my best friend, and my lover. Who cares if it’s wrong? All I care about is that it feels right. I fall asleep in your arms and I swear the entire world stills for a minute. It’s that minute where awake and asleep meet, where your breath stops, deepens, and re-emerges in a thunderous crash, enveloping me in love and safety. We have this rhythm, this understanding, both on and off-stage. That’s why we fit so perfectly together, you and me.I break out of my reverie as you mumble my name. “Larry,” you whisper, so softly I’m not sure I actually heard it. I shift lightly ( ... )
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Fandom: Original
Rating: PG
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