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It’s not the resurfaced gut punch of a memory, not the premature cancellation of her mother’s call, and not the wretched guilt, the shame, that inevitably grows from Crystal’s neglect to answer it in time that startles her into working order again, no.
The world seems to delight in Crystal’s absolute and utter misery. She knows this to be true, because out from the mirror hung on her still-open wardrobe door pops Edwin Payne, the slight crookedness of his collar the only sign that he isn’t a statue masquerading as a teenaged ghost. The only sign that he is somehow, amidst all of his composure, even slightly fallible.
“Right then,” he remarks, the brightness of his voice laden with an undertone of fond frustration as he brushes dirt that does not exist from the lapels of his coat. Crystal resists the sudden urge to throttle him. Then, she resists the urge to correct the fold of his shirt collar, still offset from the mirror jump.
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a character study in which everything boils over, crystal is conflicted about most things, wrong about another few, birthdays are celebrated, and her friends are troublingly good at prying her open and never once flinching at whatever they manage to dig up.
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“Weird,” He muses, watching as Phil struggles very animatedly not to backhand him across the cheek. When a giggle escapes his mouth, the sound is dampened into silence by the time it falls, clumsy, from his lips.
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etoiles fucking dies. he gets better eventually.
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something about canaries and coal mines? by coolattas
Fandoms: Just Roll With It (Podcast)
03 Jul 2023
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It's here that William can feel himself begin to dissolve. Can feel his voice quiver with something that is too close to grief or madness or both for comfort. Can feel the glazed distance that creeps over his eyes. Machine. Machine. Machine. He will power through this conversation, take a cold shower, and lay awake in his bed until the overexertion drags him under into fitful sleep. He is more than a pile of junkyard scrap, more than the unfortunately inhabited corpse of a dead boy, and he has some fucking work to do.
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repost to blend him. like to blend him. ignore to blend him.
william wisp has a rough go of it. wrote this before ep 33 came out, so grain of salt n all that. love these guys. enjoy.