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683 days
683 days | original fiction | 3027 words | pg-13
Authors Note: Trigger warning. This piece contains references to depression and self harm but nothing graphic.
When she's 20 years old she still likes the sight of bruises on her skin.
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fic: she said, hello mister
she said, hello mister
rated pg-13-ish.
rupert/penny, penelope, aurelie, henry, lily.
she is sick for a while, has this "weird cold thing" as he calls it, which basically means that she doesn't let him touch her and he doesn't really like that. one afternoon, he sneaks up behind her and takes her hand in his and spins her quickly and kisses her ( Read more... ) -
original fic: we don't live in the sixties.
we don't live in the sixties.
original. 4500 words. r. She crushed the cigarette out under her feet. "I shouldn't really be talking to the enemy," she tells him. thank you to everyone who held my hand through this; this is really nuts and a bit longer than what i usually write. sort of an accelerated version of current political events. not that ( Read more... ) -
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lightening seven sec. thunder. → ..pg she used to lie in bed late at night when she was supposed to be asleep, listening to storms that raged outside beyond the safety of her windows. -
original fic: while i rest my bones.
while i rest my bones.
melanie dupuis; melanie/simone. vacationisover/original. for [snapdragonrose's birthday, this is late because i fail. title from an appeal to st. peter by pale young gentlemen. might not make perfect sense to people not familiar with the story, but feel free to ask questions! -
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before the fall, 1/5. pg. 2900 words.
I was seven years old when I met Jack Cavendish for the first time. Sequel to Midnight in the Garden. -
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we are waiting for telegram (to give us news on the war)
original fiction. r. By all right, Scott and I shouldn't have gotten along. (I met Scott’s sister that year. Maybe that’s the real story.) 2111 words.
( they stabbed and drowned me, those kids. stabbed and drowned. )
