( BF: Wild, Beguile )

"Someone nearby may start to preach when you come near, but you don't have to provide a permanent audience, especially if you have your own life to lead -- and you very definitely do, right? If you feel up to it, go ahead and engage them in a little open-minded debate. You might expose them to a different point of view that they've never considered ( Read more... )

( Tonight's Story Requires Songs from Your Favorite Musical )

It's as if I'm looking back through a veil
And you've always been my girl
We were always holding hands, each with a big grin
Everybody looked at us when we passed them by
But nobody saw what we did nights
-Kaizers Orchestra, "Fanden Hakk i Hel" (The Devil at Our Heels)

Truly a great song, even if it's originally sung in Norwegian. Just sayin'... I ( Read more... )

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( Cut for length and NSFWness )

Author's Note: This is definitely a work in progress that goes hand in hand with what I wrote for the Craft prompt last week. The ultimate goal is to turn this into a comic (hence the boxes) but I tend to script the drafts more like screenplays rather than following the Page/Panel format. This scene takes place a little bit later, when the scary ( Read more... )

Author's Note: I think this marks the first time I've ever broken into tears while writing. I have felt a lot of things while writing (fear and mania being the most common), I have felt things after writing (like a drained sense of grief after The White Parade), but I have never been so moved by my own stuff so as to actually sit there and cry ( Read more... )

“It’s tragic, isn’t it, the way these people have been treated? To have their…their graves disturbed and their bones tossed aside like garbage in the streets ( Read more... )