Darling Grey, Halloween Orange
Jan. 6th, 2017 08:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Name: August
Title: no place to call home anymore
Story: This City's Got Grace
Colors: Darling Grey #10, "I was counting my losses, wasn’t sure if I should count you"; Halloween Orange #12, "Some little things get broken, and a little means a lot".
Supplies and Styles: N/A
Word Count: 526
Rating: PG
Warnings: Very roundaboutly refers to the aftermath of torture and horrible things, but doesn't go into details. (It's the angel trio, if you've read
thebonesofferalletters' works in this verse.)
Notes: Not a warning but this is, uh. Not a happy story and not a... fair... one? In a lot of ways, to any of the three of them? Basically this is Bobby having a really bad day. I guess caregiver burnout is the best words I've got for it.
( In which there is really unhappy nostalgia. )
Title: no place to call home anymore
Story: This City's Got Grace
Colors: Darling Grey #10, "I was counting my losses, wasn’t sure if I should count you"; Halloween Orange #12, "Some little things get broken, and a little means a lot".
Supplies and Styles: N/A
Word Count: 526
Rating: PG
Warnings: Very roundaboutly refers to the aftermath of torture and horrible things, but doesn't go into details. (It's the angel trio, if you've read
![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Notes: Not a warning but this is, uh. Not a happy story and not a... fair... one? In a lot of ways, to any of the three of them? Basically this is Bobby having a really bad day. I guess caregiver burnout is the best words I've got for it.
( In which there is really unhappy nostalgia. )