silenthill2

simon from cry of fear, facing away from the viewer and dragging his hand along a wall. there is a trail of blood left behind him.



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  1. Public Bookmark 13

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    Hiding out in a shitty motel on the opposite side of town from the gas station, carefully cleaning out the stitches along his patched up throat, Spencer Middleton received a call from a dead man.

    Or, Author was so very disappointed that Spencer didn't pick up the phone at the end of book 1 that he wrote nearly 10k words about it.

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    26 Jun 2024

  2. Rec 25

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    “Has anyone in Rosso given you an orange yet?” Vittorino says suddenly.

     

    Vittorino introduces Ryker to one of Rosso Cadere's oldest traditions and explains absolutely nothing about it in the process.

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    07 Mar 2024

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    Mark had never planned for Strahm to survive if he didn't get into the glass coffin. It'd never even crossed his mind that he could, so when the hydraulic systems fail... well, he doesn't really know what the fuck to do about that.

    Now he has a very injured, very pissed off FBI agent on his hands that he may or may not have framed for murder. But maybe Mark can still try to make Strahm understand just what it is he'd been trying to tell him in the first place.

    (or, mark and peter go on a road trip to get peter's arm taken care of, and learn things about each other along the way.)

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    06 Mar 2024

  4. Rec 7

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    Lancelot grins up at the man. He wonders if there’s more blood stuck to his teeth now; if his torn lips and broken nose are any indication, the blood is nowhere near done flowing.

    The man is quiet. Almost resigned. Lancelot wonders if he looks down at his hands and feels any horror; if he looks down at his fingers, at the blood caked under his fingertips, and asks himself what have I done.

    Lancelot hopes he doesn’t. He doesn’t look like the sort of man to. But the steady focus in his eye had thrown Lancelot off. Had made his blood boil hot in his veins and his bones itch for a fight.

    He’s all fought out, now. And still, he burns for something. He could not say what it could be.

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    06 Mar 2024

  5. Rec *

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    'Touch, sweet touch
    You've given me too much to feel
    Sweet touch
    You've almost convinced me I'm real
    I need something more
    I need something more'
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    Vash has unintentionally gotten a little bit addicted to Wolfwood's casual touches. Wolfwood notices and does something about it.

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    20 Feb 2024