17 Works by SyllableFromSound
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"They had nearly as many names as they had stories told about them. Ram. Raven. Red. Devil. Deputy. Outlaw. Short 'n Long. Ghosts of the Rapids."
Hurley's a bounty hunter, the Raven is an outlaw, and the desert is a lonely place.
(The 50k+ Old West Hurloane AU Where Hurley Becomes A Thief Too that no one asked for. Edited and reposted from an old version of the story--more significant changes to come in later chapters. T for non-graphic violence and discussions of death/injury/trauma.)
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Chicken Soup for the Undead Soul by SyllableFromSound
Fandoms: The Adventure Zone (Podcast)
11 Jul 2020
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"'Alright, I'm here to make chicken soup and accidentally scorch your petunias,' she said, 'and I've already...well, sorry about that.'"
This is...bonding? Kravitz thinks this is bonding. (Taako gets sick and Lup and Kravitz cook for him idk what else you need to know. T for safety. Originally for the tumblr prompt "I told you you'd get sick.)
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The Million Ways The World Ends by SyllableFromSound
Fandoms: The Adventure Zone (Podcast)
09 Apr 2020
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"It was like before, when they worked in near-silence and with barely more light than the blue stovetop flame, so as not to wake up anyone else. It might as well have been just the same. Except it wasn't, actually. They'd been in the small kitchen for twenty minutes now, the longest they'd stayed in such a close proximity in weeks."
The world is ending, again. Dani and Aubrey decide to make pancakes about it. (Just some quiet pre-Amnesty finale hurt/comfort because we deserved it. Gift for @space-unicron on tumblr!)
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"If Carey listened long enough, she could make herself believe that everything was the same, that she wasn’t living inside the skeleton of the place she’d once called home. That no one and nothing had been lost. Even with her Darkvision, the cracks in the plaster of this room didn’t stick out so much. She fell asleep slumped against Killian’s shoulder, sunk into her voice."
The battle against the hunger is over. Everything and everyone is different, almost. (Written for @nothinelsemattered on tumblr.)
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"Lup also doesn't ask why he mends the same holes in shirts four times in a row, when he has so many others and it would be far less of an effort to just throw the old ones out. She doesn't ask why he saves everything, just like he doesn't have to ask why she dives for change she sees on the sidewalk. Nothing needs to be said."
A few snapshots of some kids out there on the road, and beyond. (Originally written for the prompt "I know it hurts--I'm sorry" on tumblr.)
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"She closed her eyes slowly when Hurley ran a thumb over her cheek, and she turned her head to the side when Hurley tried to get a better look to see if she was okay, and this was how Sloane loved her, by giving way to her like this. And this was why she loved to be loved by Sloane, because she relented for no one else, because she let herself be moved by no one else. This belonged to Hurley alone.
Though that didn’t mean it had to always be behind closed doors."
Sloane gets hurt by the militia. Hurley does what she can. (Or, Hurley just wants to hold her girlfriend's damn hand in public, is that too much to ask? T for adult language and description of injuries. For the tumblr prompt "I know it hurts, I'm sorry.")
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"'I do wish you wouldn't fear me, though.' The Quell stepped closer again. There was a twinge of what might have been a smile on her face. The chuckle that came out of her sounded quiet and ragged as the crunch of dead leaves underfoot. Everything she said sounded like that. It was assault to Dani's ears. 'You know, you're just as much my child as you are Hers.'"
The embodiment of planetary destruction would like a quick word. (Dani and the Quell character study. Rated T for discussion of trauma and mental illness. For Danbrey Week 2019!)
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ride to where the highway ends (and the desert breaks) by SyllableFromSound
Fandoms: The Adventure Zone (Podcast)
19 Oct 2019
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"Several weeks ago, hours after they had returned home from the battle on the Day of Story and Song, Hurley had stood in the middle of the kitchen, hands slightly raised at her sides. Then she had collapsed with her hair in her hands and her forehead against the floor. After getting on hand and knee to attempt speaking with her, after all but trying to shake her bodily out of her panic, after knowing only that she didn't know what to do, Sloane simply held her while sitting there on the unswept hardwood. She stayed that way, stock-still and terrified and listening to the faint noises from outside, where crowds celebrated victory in Goldcliff's raucous fashion."
(Post-canon Hurloane hurt/comfort where Sloane does the comforting instead of the inverse for a change. T for safety/swearing.)
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A NEW VERSION OF THIS STORY IS IN PROGRESS. PLEASE READ UPDATED AUTHOR'S NOTE.
"They had nearly as many names as they had stories told about them. Ram. Raven. Red. Devil. Deputy. Outlaw. Short 'n Long. Ghosts of the Rapids...He won't tell you whether they were dead before they hit the water. He won't even tell you whether they were shot at all. Maybe, as some say, the two of them just tipped, hand-in-hand, falling backwards over the edge together as children let themselves fall into soft grass."
Hurley's a bounty hunter, the Raven is an outlaw, and no one's there to hear you out in the middle of the desert.
(The 50k+ Old West Hurloane AU Where Hurley Becomes A Thief Too that no one asked for. For the 2019 TAZ Bang! T for non-graphic violence and discussions of death/injury/trauma.)
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i left a light beside the bed for you by SyllableFromSound for Desiree_Harding
Fandoms: The Adventure Zone (Podcast)
27 Jun 2019
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"If she stares at the ceiling without blinking long enough, it starts to look fuzzy. Like there's a grainy film of static over the surface of the plaster. It makes her think of mist outside a window, of the big old tube TV that had sat in the living room of her house for her first few years of life and that had tingled warmly when she pressed her hand to the screen. Everything feels a bit fuzzy now, maybe because it's 3AM. Everything feels warm and a bit familiar.
Finally, Dani says, quietly, 'This is what I imagined it would be like if...if things had gone differently.'"
In which a couple of outcasts have some late-night chats and Aubrey ingests a foreign object to prove a point. Light Angst. T for safety.
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"The thing was, Ned 'Astute' Chicane never forgot a face. It had been indescribably useful in his former line of work, one in which frenemies and associates, his fellow thieves and cons, rotated through a dozen aliases and identities without warning. When a Reginald on Tuesday became a Martin by Thursday, it was handy to be able to take one look at a guy and remember whether or not he was the type to screw people over. He knew on sight whether they could be bribed or bargained with, whether they were a rat, whether they would stab him in the back, whether they would stab him in the eye.
But then this Audrey--'Aub-rey,' she enunciated slowly when he got it wrong for the third time--this Aubrey was familiar to him, but in what context, he had no idea."
Ned has a friend, and then he doesn't. Story of his life. (Ned & Aubrey's relationship throughout Amnesty. Spoilers up to episode 27!)
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"Sloane's eyes had started to drift down to the Ram's toned arms, where freckles dusted the skin like snowflakes that had yet to melt. She caught herself trying to trace their pattern, trying to memorize the exact curvature of the muscles, and viciously chastised herself. That would only lead to self-torment. She had tried, in the past, to scan crowds for the Ram, searching for halflings with the same stout body type and slightly springy gait. But she had never found any quite like her, and there was no point anyway. The Ram had insisted on the utmost discretion from the very beginning. That had been just fine by Sloane. It was strictly business. They would not acknowledge each other outside of the track and the garage. Personal lives were to be discussed in only the vaguest of terms. And no taking off the masks."
They both slip up. (T for lots of suggestive talk and touching but I didn't feel like writing actual sex.)
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"And now the gun was nearly touching Sloane's stomach, but somehow, suddenly, Hurley felt like the one who was stuck. Her gaze had gotten tangled up with the thief's, and now it held there, fixed on a pair of eyes that were the green of oxidized copper. There was something naked about them, large and pleading as they glanced from under a nervous brow. The expression said what it had from the very first: Help. I'm in trouble here. Help me, Curly."
After nearly seven years apart, two high school sweethearts meet up again in their old hometown, and not exactly in the way either of them would expect. HighSchool!Hurloane because someone's gotta.
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"'Drowning,' Barry answered when some other children asked him what he thought was the worst way to die. He said it with no hesitation."
A character study based on the prompt "Your Worst Fear."
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you still got that story, tell it every morning by SyllableFromSound
Fandoms: The Adventure Zone (Podcast)
19 Dec 2018
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"Sloane nuzzled her neck, which was already flushed with laughter. Hurley noticed that her skin, at the moment, did not have the rough feeling of the bark that sometimes grew over it. Instead, she felt more like the new wood of a young tree, flexible and supple. "Stay here," she said in an almost-whine, squeezing Hurley to her like a teddy bear as she settled back onto the pillow. Hurley would bet every cent in Goldcliff's bank vaults that she was playing up her sleepiness for sympathy."
Though they may not strictly have to, some dryads sleep. Some even like to sleep in. Some like sleeping in more than others. (Dumb fluffy Hurloane with just a bit of angst.)
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As in the ocean, the deepest parts of the forest are also its darkest and its strangest. Only the very brave or the very desperate will seek the unknown magic there. But the woods could be a sanctuary for two very different fugitives, escaping the threats of a vengeful dragon and impending war.
Witch AU inspired by the artwork of @asktheblueoceangem on Tumblr. Updates every two weeks through the end of September!
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"And then, in spite of the poor light, he saw it. The beast. The creature that he had been seeking for so long. The one-eyed entity that he had encountered on the day that he dove in to save a drowning friend." AliHaku Sailor AU. Rate T for mild swearing.