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RP | AU | Fantasy
The delegation had arrived with appropriate fanfare, banners flying, sparkling with silver and gold. The horses had marched in a piaffe gait, their manes and tails braided up with violet ribbons against their silver coats. Barding had fluttered in the breeze, and amongst it all, on a strong bay that had stood out among the silvers and white, had ( Read more... ) -
RP | Cleansing
He'd had to ask about it, but he'd finally found enough white sage to do what needed to be done. He thought, anyway. For this, he'd wanted reinforcements, but he wasn't sure about inviting more people tan himself into Aaron's apartment ( Read more... ) -
Fic | Home Again
"I'm not a suicide risk, guys," Reid quietly protested from where he was seated on his bed. It wasn't even his bed - he had to remind himself of that. This was the hotel room he'd been housed in days before, but after what had happened, it felt like the security of his own apartment ( Read more... ) -
Fic | Fading
There was one moment - one moment among the haze - where everything in the world was clear. For one precious moment, the chemicals running through his body dulled the pain and sharpened his vision and he could see a shape standing over him. Something that had grown far too familiar over the past days. He could see the head, the shoulders, the ( Read more... ) -
AU | Starting A Journey
The room was dim, lit by his desk lamp as he wrote, mind following so many tracks at once that his handwriting just couldn't keep up. His desk was scattered with books, most of them his mother's. Some were even in her handwriting. He couldn't let himself think about that, though. Not now, not while he was taking notes, thinking, trying to come ( Read more... ) -
RP | First Date Ever
It had taken him hours to finally decide he was ready. It was the first, and only, time he'd stared at the mirror like that. He'd showered, shaved, combed his hair into a shape he'd hoped was flattering, and he'd gotten dressed in what he thought was his most attractive casual wear. His one pair of jeans, black and skinny, a purple button-down ( Read more... ) -
Journal | Keystone
What happens when the pillar crumbles ( Read more... )
