Gifts for rainbowwrites
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Hyperion's leader is a terrifying, mass-murdering psychopath. Its CEO, and his demented partner in crime, are demons kicked out of Hell - specifically because even Hell didn't want to deal with them and their ongoing torment.
Rhys had only wished that he'd known just how deep the rabbit hole went before he inevitably went digging. And finding. And reporting.
Now, he may have gotten himself face to face with a deeper hole, with no way to climb out, and it wasn't as if he hadn't noticed how particular grave-shaped it was.
But maybe clawing his way out of the depths of hell wasn't going to be as easy as he'd initially prayed for it to be.
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“No, you dumbshit. Your parents. Are they together? Divorced?” She poked her finger into his shoulder.
“Together. Like, they love each other, or some weird fucked up thing like that,”
That got a laugh out of her, and he almost thought - hoped - that she’d stop there.
“Ok, so, we have that in common. What about siblings?”
R froze. His heart hammered in his chest, as if it were under the floorboards of his guilt.
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A story detailing the journey from grief to closure. When clawing your way through the darkness trauma brings, all we sometimes need is a gleam of hope to get us through.
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Now here they were, getting old, older still, and R’s heart was still just as fragile as it was the day Enj asked him out.
He ran his thumb over the wedding band around Enjolras’ finger, and though he didn’t look up, it had appeared that Grantaire’s internal musing had been too loud and Enjolras knew him far too well to let it slide.
“You’re quiet,” He said. A hint of a smile lay on his lips, and the lines smiling over the years had stretched with it. "As Courf would say; penny for your thoughts?”