Three by Three (#79, #80, #81)
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fiction_drabblesCOMMON TAGS
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Characters/Pairings: N/A
Rating: PG-13 / K+
Warnings: Violence
Disclaimer: Original work, my own stuffs, etc.
General notes: ALL CAUGHT UP LIEK YEY. :D. Also, i feel like i'm kinda sorta maybe spamming the comm. wherr iz everyones? o_o
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Title: "Serenade"
Challenge/Prompt: #79 / Slave
Summary: "For you. I did it for you."
Notes: this is kind of toxic.
Title: "Advisory"
Challenge/Prompt: #80 / Wonder
Summary: This is cognitive vaccination.
Notes: 2nd person POV, experimental piece.
Title: "Harvest"
Challenge/Prompt: #81 / Horror
Summary: I found her awhile ago, your songbird.
Notes: 'nother experiment.
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Characters/Pairings: N/A
Rating: PG-13 / K+
Warnings: Violence
Disclaimer: Original work, my own stuffs, etc.
General notes: ALL CAUGHT UP LIEK YEY. :D. Also, i feel like i'm kinda sorta maybe spamming the comm. wherr iz everyones? o_o
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Title: "Serenade"
Challenge/Prompt: #79 / Slave
Summary: "For you. I did it for you."
Notes: this is kind of toxic.
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Warm water, sand tickling the soles of her feet. She opens her eyes: just past sunset, red fading to purple. Lifts her hands from her ears: rippling waves and gulls and the slow buzz of highway traffic in the distance.
"For you. I did it for you."
And a whispering leech kneeling at her side, forehead pressed to the curve of her thigh. A hand to her knee, another to the small of her back. Blood-slick, sweat-soaked, desperate.
"I love you," he says, "I'll always love you."
"I don't want to be loved," she smiles. "I want to be worshipped."
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Warm water, sand tickling the soles of her feet. She opens her eyes: just past sunset, red fading to purple. Lifts her hands from her ears: rippling waves and gulls and the slow buzz of highway traffic in the distance.
"For you. I did it for you."
And a whispering leech kneeling at her side, forehead pressed to the curve of her thigh. A hand to her knee, another to the small of her back. Blood-slick, sweat-soaked, desperate.
"I love you," he says, "I'll always love you."
"I don't want to be loved," she smiles. "I want to be worshipped."
~ ~ ~
Title: "Advisory"
Challenge/Prompt: #80 / Wonder
Summary: This is cognitive vaccination.
Notes: 2nd person POV, experimental piece.
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It infects by sight.
Like the curve of a spine spiraling into a loop: only when you're looking away. As a symptomatic subject, you are advised to trace the contour of a square by touch. By sight a square: by touch a circle. This is cognitive vaccination.
You are advised: continue tracing, disregard all distractions.
...circle to spiral to compound eyes and lamprey mouths
Continue: you are inoculating reality. Disregard revulsion, fear.
...a river of mouths, skin deep. hungry oceans under drowning stars
Continue: disregard despair, awe.
...dark stars over dead hearts
Continue: disregard devotion.
...thousand hearts, howling awake
Continue.
~ ~ ~
It infects by sight.
Like the curve of a spine spiraling into a loop: only when you're looking away. As a symptomatic subject, you are advised to trace the contour of a square by touch. By sight a square: by touch a circle. This is cognitive vaccination.
You are advised: continue tracing, disregard all distractions.
...circle to spiral to compound eyes and lamprey mouths
Continue: you are inoculating reality. Disregard revulsion, fear.
...a river of mouths, skin deep. hungry oceans under drowning stars
Continue: disregard despair, awe.
...dark stars over dead hearts
Continue: disregard devotion.
...thousand hearts, howling awake
Continue.
~ ~ ~
Title: "Harvest"
Challenge/Prompt: #81 / Horror
Summary: I found her awhile ago, your songbird.
Notes: 'nother experiment.
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I know what you are. And it's okay.
My old monkey, I had his number. All his pretty skeletons lined up like nine pins. Like you and your songbird. That rush. Playing god is beautiful. Being god is...better than fucking, honestly.
I found her awhile ago, your songbird. Broken, but clumsily. Patched up her wings. Set her loose. She's hunting for me now, would you believe?
So anyway, I wanted to thank you.
No, no, don't try to move. Sorry about the roofies. The shackles. The cellar. The rats. Part of the process.
I think she calls it closure.
~ ~ ~
I know what you are. And it's okay.
My old monkey, I had his number. All his pretty skeletons lined up like nine pins. Like you and your songbird. That rush. Playing god is beautiful. Being god is...better than fucking, honestly.
I found her awhile ago, your songbird. Broken, but clumsily. Patched up her wings. Set her loose. She's hunting for me now, would you believe?
So anyway, I wanted to thank you.
No, no, don't try to move. Sorry about the roofies. The shackles. The cellar. The rats. Part of the process.
I think she calls it closure.
~ ~ ~