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blood on the freesia stalks by zillazumi
Fandoms: Twilight Series - Stephenie Meyer, Twilight Series - All Media Types, Twilight (Movies)
28 Jul 2026
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There are men turning up dead in the woods, and Chief of Police Charlie Swan has a job to do—figure out what, or who, left the poor bastards torn up as they are. Chief of Police Charlie Swan is too old for this mess. Too old and too sick of this shit to pretend Forks is just a sleepy old rural town anymore. Between the gruesome corpses and the quiet, unsettling doctor Cullen who shows up like a statue in pressed slacks, lying through his teeth, Charlie’s got more questions than answers—and no one seems too keen on giving him either.
Charlie’s trying not to notice how his breath catches when the doc gets too close. He’s also trying not to notice how the bodies keep piling up, unsolved. Neither effort is going particularly well.
And if one more person tells him it was a bear, he’s going to shoot something. Probably not a bear.
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Perhaps ironically, he'd look a lot like a man in the throes of religious ecstasy if not for the hard-on he's pressing down against his thigh.
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“You think with your dick,” Rust says, when Marty’s got him pinned back against the lockers. “You wanna fuck me same as you wanna beat the shit out of me, just to see if you can.”
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There was never a rivalry like theirs. For more than a decade they hated each other, and we loved them for it.
"You know, Ronaldo wasn't even supposed to be born. The poor thing, he was raised in squalor. Now he is the man every woman wants and every man wants to be. Many think of him as the greatest star of all time. Then came Messi; and he, quite frankly, is the greatest player the world has ever known. He always plays with a... I don't know how to say this, but with a ballsy intensity that none of us would have dared."
Stars of the night sky tend to keep to fixed orbits and never interfere with one another. Lionel Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo, stars of equal magnitude who ruled stadiums across the world, never played together, but they always circled each other, as if meant to be, right out of the corner of their eye.
"What was behind their feud? Why did they hate each other so much?"
"Feuds are never about hate; feuds are about pain."
Based on the concept of Ryan Murphy's "Feud" bc they're the modern day Joan Crawford and Bette Davis and I will die on this hill (someone should lock me up for writing this)
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If the Utopian victory comes at a cost, is it a Utopian victory at all?
And what if Daniil isn’t the one paying the price?
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All in all he's just a vanilla sort of guy.
Bookmarked by aposthasia
15 Mar 2026
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And Let No One Be Forgotten by Megalodonia
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic, Пикник на обочине - Братья Стругацкие | Roadside Picnic - Arkady & Boris Strugatsky
03 Nov 2025
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Recruiting a stalker that came straight out of the Zone is a shitty job. And Dankovsky is used to shitty jobs.
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Fanart of one y/o Severus Snape with his parents on his first birthday.
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Henry’s breath was hot against my mouth, breathing in my air. I was frozen under him. Perhaps I was always. I thought— for a humiliating and complicated moment— that Henry was going to kiss me.
___________A lot of time passes during winter break.
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And All I Get Is the Gift of Growing Old by Hatigave
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
30 Sep 2023
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Astarion seems to know him as well as Gale knows his favourite books. He is something well-read to those red eyes. Something to be marked by Astarion’s fingers. Dog-eared and loved.
In his tower rests a book so often read that the spine has nearly completely separated from its pages. He has loved it to ruin. Astarion looks at him as if he wants to do the same.
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Severus Snape is looking for somewhere - anywhere - to belong.
He makes the wrong choice.
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Bookmarked by aposthasia
12 Jul 2025
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"An infinite number of misfortunes weigh
us down every day ... All this suddenly gives me another
life. A life that is unlivable, heavy with daily sorrows,
tears held back or shed, a total despair , scorching at tünes,
then wan and empty. In short, a devitalized existence that,
although occasionally fired by the effort I rnake to prolong
is ready at any moment for a plunge into death. an
avenging death or a liberating death, it is henceforth the
inner threshold of my despondency, the impossible mean-
ing of a life whose burden constantly seems unbearable,
save for those moments 'then I pull myself together and
face up to the disaster. live a living death, my flesh is
wounded, bleeding, cadaverized, my rhythm slowed down
or interrupted, time has been erased or bloated, absorbed
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This is the only touch he’ll ever know of Potter, a stolen wank with borrowed hands.
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Bookmarked by rigormortis (aposthasia)
29 Jun 2025
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“[...] nor in the other sex-the gouged-out eye, the wound, the basic incompleteness that conditions the indefinite quest ofsignifying . concatenations. That amounts to joying in the truth of self division (abjection/sacred). Here two paths open out: subli mation and perversion.”
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It takes one to know one, he had said, and he realized that they were both prisoners of their pasts, here, and as he had told Dumbledore, he had done far worse than Black ever had—was still doing far worse, if only for what he told himself were the right reasons. Black could carry the stain of Potter’s death, but he’d never truly own it like Severus would Lily’s, forever.
Hating Black was easy. He was sick and fucking tired of hating himself.
Bookmarked by aposthasia
18 May 2025
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this has changed my life. bless you for existing, lap dog
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You like to cut yourself on his bones, and he likes to let you.
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Bookmarked by aposthasia
27 Nov 2024
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“our only real pleasure is to squander our resources to no purpose, just as if a wound were bleeding away inside us; we always want to be sure of the uselessness or the ruinousness of our extravagance. we want to feel as remote from the world as we can. as remote as we can: that is hardly strong enough; we want a world turned upside down and inside out. the truth of eroticism is treason."
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He still isn’t sure what the woman does for a living, or anything about her personal life, for that matter. It’s another thing about her that only serves to addle him further. He keeps receiving answers from her and yet, once he goes home and thinks over every word she’s given him, he realizes he has nothing on her. He only has the memory of her deep eyes. Of nimble fingers placing pieces over the board without hesitation, already calculating ahead for the next three moves. It challenges Doyeong and forces him to thoroughly think and pick through his repertoire of strategies, and it thrills him.
And it’s dangerous.
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Or Doyeong somehow goes back and realizes some things about himself. And others[ Currently under Reconstruction ]
Bookmarked by aposthasia
03 Dec 2023
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well written and acutely aware of it's own limits (when considering narrative) and the unique characteristics of each character. not out of context: uses long chapters with consciousness