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Almost every night, I have the same dream. We’re sitting together in a room you made just for us. You play the piano and I sing along poorly. At the end of the song, you laugh and tell me something.
I don’t remember what you said.
My mind refuses to hear your voice ever again.
The dream is so pleasant, so sweet. I feel so warm sitting side by side on the piano with you.
And yet each time I have this dream…
I wake up in a cold sweat like I just emerged from the world’s worst nightmare.
But today, something changed.
For the first time in ten years…
You spoke to me.Stanford Pines has learned to put the days of Bill Cipher behind. It's been ten years since he and his family stopped the world from ending and all that he had left from that past were nightmares and blurry memories. He hasn't even thought about Bill, about their past relationship, about all his regrets in so long. That is until Bill starts showing up in his dreams again. Now Ford has to prepare to face the past again.
TWs: ptsd symptoms, mentions of self harm, talks of mental hospitals, mental health struggles
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Tell Me Where The Prophets Go by 100yos
Fandoms: Scott Pilgrim - All Media Types, Scott Pilgrim (Comics)
01 Jan 2024
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"Scott’s eyes were trained on the silver glint of his piercing, not realizing—or caring about—the lack of distance. Wallace had started holding his breath, waiting for the moment where Scott would jump back while exclaiming his straightness.
"But it didn’t come, Scott’s gaze now sweeping across the features of Wallace’s face. Those pupils landed on Wallace’s eyes, but they weren’t looking him in the eyes—instead inspecting the shape or his eyelashes, presumably.
"The findings Scott came away with were: “You’re pretty, like—like a girl.” Wallace’s heart jumped into his throat, beating loud in his head. He realized his hands had become clammy. Was that a compliment? A good sign for future dicking-down? Was Wallace into that?
"Scott doubled down, continuing with, “You—you have th-these long, long eyelashes, and—and like, like…lips.” Wallace didn’t know how else to respond but nodding stupidly."...
Wallace meets Scott, and every moment afterwards is a constant test of self-control.
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25 Feb 2024