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rainbowfic2012-12-05 01:05 am
bookblather) wrote in rainbowfic2012-12-05 01:05 am
Liver 5, Chartreuse 3: Fast
Author: Kat
Title: Fast
Story: In the Heart -- Mafia AU
Colors: Liver 5 (neck), chartreuse 3 (Le remède est dans le poison. / The remedy is in the poison.) with subluxate's paint-by-numbers (The worst part of any job is being cruel to be kind.)
Supplies and Materials: Miniature, eraser (Mafia AU), novelty beads ("Jesus died for somebody's sins/But not mine" - "Heroin", Billy Idol), charcoal, modeling clay (melancholy), fingerpainting (first person).
Word Count: 100.
Rating: PG-13.
Summary: They died slow.
Warnings: background violence, character death
Notes: I shall continue to blame Kelly.
The man who killed Summer, the one who actually did it, I killed him slow. The man who ordered her death died slow too, and screaming.
And now there's you, and me, and this garrotte.
I know you want to know why. I know you can't understand it, but don't you see? You made this. You made being gay impossible. You made who I am unacceptable. You made a world where my lover's eleven-year-old sister could be gunned down in the streets, just because I loved unwisely.
This is how it has to be.
I'm sorry, Daddy. I'll be fast.
Title: Fast
Story: In the Heart -- Mafia AU
Colors: Liver 5 (neck), chartreuse 3 (Le remède est dans le poison. / The remedy is in the poison.) with subluxate's paint-by-numbers (The worst part of any job is being cruel to be kind.)
Supplies and Materials: Miniature, eraser (Mafia AU), novelty beads ("Jesus died for somebody's sins/But not mine" - "Heroin", Billy Idol), charcoal, modeling clay (melancholy), fingerpainting (first person).
Word Count: 100.
Rating: PG-13.
Summary: They died slow.
Warnings: background violence, character death
Notes: I shall continue to blame Kelly.
The man who killed Summer, the one who actually did it, I killed him slow. The man who ordered her death died slow too, and screaming.
And now there's you, and me, and this garrotte.
I know you want to know why. I know you can't understand it, but don't you see? You made this. You made being gay impossible. You made who I am unacceptable. You made a world where my lover's eleven-year-old sister could be gunned down in the streets, just because I loved unwisely.
This is how it has to be.
I'm sorry, Daddy. I'll be fast.
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I'm sorry.
(I'm not.)
Thanks!