EMH Fics
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The two eldest children, Stephanie and Vince, in the corner by the rather tall bookshelf, were reading books that the doctor had bought them the day before while he was out, talking quietly amongst each other. Jeffrey was on the rocking chair, his stuffed dog, Sparky, in his hands as the sound of the black and white static tv blared on in the room. Evan was on the ground, a small wooden box beside him full of crayons with a purple shade in his hand as he colored in a piece that he had drawn the night before.
The relapse started with Vincent.
or : me rewriting one of the best fairmount kid fics out there.
NOTE : GO AND READ THE ORIGINAL FIC. THIS PREMISE AND SUCH IS NOT ORIGINALLY MINE, BUT THEIR'S. IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE TO READ THIS ONE WITHOUT GIVING CREDIT TO THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR.Series
- Part 1 of EMH Fics
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The closet is small, claustrophobia breaking into her mind while she hides, but it's where she feels the safest. Especially when Evan isn't Evan, but something darker, colder. When Evan's eyes get that violet purple hue and that gravely tone in his voice that chills her to her core.
or: HABIT being an asshole and fucking with steph. terribly ooc hurt/kind of comfort at the end. this is bad lol
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- Part 2 of EMH Fics
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Alex shrugs. "I'll ask mom and dad."
he needs to get out of the house, some tiny voice in Jeff's mind whispers, and, before his brother can turn around, he blurts, "I already did." liar. "They said you can come with, but that...you have to make dinner tonight."
or: alex has problems and jeff just wants to vibe with his brother.
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- Part 3 of EMH Fics
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"If..." he starts, then gags and stops himself. His mom had tried taking him and Alex to church once, and had instead settled with them reading a few verse, both well known and rare. But of course he knew this one. "'If th-thy right eye offend thee...'"
"Go on."
Jeff swallows, and it hurts his throat. "'Pluck it out, and cast it from thee..."
or : poorly written jeff and habit eye gouging because i wanted to write it, but don't know how.
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- Part 4 of EMH Fics
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A sigh escapes the man before he starts feeling for a light switch. Finally, his fingers latch onto it., the familiar plastic feeling filling him with some sense of relief. When the light flips on, all he notices is the drawn bathroom curtain, as if nothing else exists except that fucking divider between he and the bathtub. "Alex, man, come on."
He stands in the doorway a moment, giving Alex time to come out from behind the shower curtain. A sense of unease fills Jeff when he ends up standing there for what must be a full minute without that outcome. Slowly, he walks towards it, shaking slightly and willing himself to stay calm. He yanks it to the side, and screams.
or : jeff having a nightmare that he seemingly can't wake up from.
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- Part 5 of EMH Fics
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"I can't," Vinny hears himself say, unaware that he's even speaking right now. "HABIT, I can't. Please--"
"Oh, beggin' ain't gonna help you now," HABIT says, closing Vinny's shaking hands around the mallet. "I can either cut off your hands and eat them in front of you, which would make you completely fuckin' useless to me, and i could go and make you listen while he squeals, or you could go in and kill him. Either way, ol' Bobby in there is gonna die."
or : vinny tries to help and fucking fails miserably.
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- Part 6 of EMH Fics
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Rustling came from a mass of bushes in front of them. Jeff froze, while HABIT grinned, looking absolutely elated at the noise. "Alright, Jeffers, watch closely," he whispered and, just as Jeff was about to speak, he pounced into the bushes. Jeff gasped slightly, staring at the mass before glancing around. Maybe now he could go back to the house, get Miss Maryann and the doctor before--
The rustling coming from the bushes stopped.
or : habit takes jeff...hunting? idk what i'd call this, in all honesty.
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- Part 7 of EMH Fics
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"Please," he begs in a whisper, and he doesn't know what he's begging for, but he finishes with, "Just kill me, Evan."
HABIT stares at him a second, then snorts, letting his finger fall out of his hand and onto the wooden floorboards. "He doesn't want to," he said, and Jeff sobs miserably. "You know, inside, Evan is fucking screaming."
or : habit and jeff vibing (*cough* torture) while habit makes a repo reference and jeff loses some shit.
or or : andy (me) watched repo! the genetic opera again last night and decided to go on and write a short torture fic somewhatbbased on my favorite song from it.
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- Part 8 of EMH Fics
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"Al, come sit down real quick," he says, and Alex does, looking at his parents, standing behind Jeff on either side of him. Jeff leans forward and folds his arms across the table, deciding apparently to get straight to business. "Have you been saying mom and dad are still alive at school?"
The question he's been dreading coming home to for days.
Alex shrugs, looking down at his hands as he begins picking at one of his hangnails, hoping the pain will make him not have to answer, because he has been.
or : me rewriting a fic i wrote a few months ago about alex because why the hell not?
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- Part 9 of EMH Fics