Lilah couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment her priorities changed and she suddenly found herself willing to throw away a perfectly good career with a firm she loved and the best benefits package in this or any other dimension. She could, however, pinpoint at least a part of the reason; it was sleeping the sleep of the semi-just while she remained awake and considering her options.
Five Ways to Have a Happy Ending, and Not One of Them True
08/10/2011
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Farther Than Russia
08/10/2011The dreams start midway through his freshman year.
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Family
08/10/2011Jasmine digs her nails into his palms until she breaks his flesh, spilling his blood and taking his pain. It feels like the night they gave her form, created this vessel for the world.
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It’s the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine)
08/10/2011He doesn’t remember painting the walls of his flat red, but red they are. It must be blood, then. Not all his, or he wouldn’t be alive to wonder at it. There’s simply too much of it to belong to any one, living person.
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Et Tu
08/10/2011He sometimes felt as though none of them had ever bothered to look at him. At first, when it was only Angel and Cordelia, their fresh mission and fresher grief weighing heavy on them both, Wesley was just someone who occupied the Doyle-shaped space in the office, trying to live up to a dead man’s shade.
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Duty
08/10/2011She smelled good, just like he remembered her smelling before. Soft, for all that she was capable of fighting. Good, soft, brave.
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Datura
08/10/2011Her smile is serpentine, cool and twisted, meaning layered on meaning. If it doesn’t meet her eyes, it’s only because there isn’t a need. The smile is the only thing that doesn’t change in a form that shifts and alters with a whim.
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Devils With Halos
08/10/2011He’s staring once again through iron bars, praying to anyone who will listen that the end will once more justify the means. Foolish to have thought he knew what he’d be up against, what they’d be up against.
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Combat Zone
08/10/2011There’s a lot of shit I never pictured myself doing: living past twenty, giving a fuck if I lived past twenty, caring what people thought of me. Then there’s shit so weird that I still can’t picture it, and I’m fucking living it.
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Closing Time
08/10/2011In retrospect, it’s obvious he became something of a Bedlamite after Lilah’s death. Everything—his fling with Faith, falling into an ill-starred and ill-advised relationship with Fred, pummeling Lorne into unconsciousness when the demon had the misfortune (not to mention poor taste) of telling a lawyer joke while he was in the room (it took Connor, Gunn, and Angel five minutes to pull him off of Lorne, and he quit the agency shortly thereafter)—seemed to re-enforce the idea.
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