FIC: there is no god and we are his prophets

[interesting_gin]

Okay, so I need to start this off with an explanation and an apology. I aten't dead - well, not really. I'll just briefly explain that my not-very-interesting real life has sort of exploded, including the end of a very long term relationship which has combined with everything else to break me a little, and because of that I'm not really in a very

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[luninosity]

*hugs you* Anything I can do to help? I do know how hard the hard times can be, and will happily be here if you need anything. And also no worries about fic delays; we can all wait patiently, really (also I could finish off the second piece of my fanfic for your Off-Balance fic, if you'd like? there's some movement toward healing...). :-)

I love your Remy and Anna here--each other's entire world--and then the juxtaposition of that relationship with Scott and Logan, who are missing such a huge part of their world and know it but hobble along together anyway. And then Charles, of course. Heartbreaking. Especially those last lines. *applauds you*

[velvet_cadence]

salt
in my open wounds

tears
forced from
my aching heart

jesus fucking christ
i need a break
from your brilliance
reduced am i
to inane poetry