#satisfying afterburn chapter 8

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I suspected but never fully realized how much blind hatred I have for Episode 8 until I had to watch it repeatedly to get things straight/correct.

Like...full on, need to shake Burton about it. And send Millar & Gough out on a raft in the middle of the ocean for it.

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...Heh.

I understand the "I will die for you" ship dynamic, but what about the "I will not let you die, I will not let myself die- we will, at any cost, survive" kind of couple?

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Friday Snippet(s)

In Three Bites still being written, edited. Her texts need editing. All the stuff in between needs writing, polishing. But rn I'm working on 8 and don't want to share any of that.

UGH okay fine. From 8.1:

What DID you do, Donovan? 👹👹👹👹👹

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Miller's Girl swirled w/Status of Chapter 8

So You Know What officially releases tomorrow in its...limited release, and I just gotta say... it's a movie about a seriously horny 17 (in the script she's 17) year old brilliant 'I'm not like other girls' girl who reads classic erotica and wants to fuck her pruney old white guy English teacher. I won't spoil the end... It's just like The Crush, with less superficial pouty lip and more classic literature, unless they changed/softened it for the final film (I didn't pay attention to what draft I was reading).

That's also my story, here. I started writing this shit before I knew of Miller's Girl. The tropes MG and Satisfying Afterburn share are numerous and almost complete, right down to the mini-flashback of Wednesday attempting to seduce her Honors English professor, Professor Fortunato. It's a common (or WAS a common, I should say) trope, the Precocious Girl. And as much as current climate sexuality activists would like to deny it, precocious girls exist, and I was one of them.

I did mention in my bio that some of what I write about is autobiographical, and that I was an extremely precocious child back in the 80s and 90s. Like Afterburn Wednesday, I was left to my devices in my father's library. Henry Miller (the author Cairo likes) was one of the authors that I was reading in not-so-secret when I was around 10, since my own father had a collection of erotica (novels and art). I suppose the perversion is generational. 🫠💦✨ He was not my favorite author at 10 (at 10 it was Dalton Trumbo...I fell in love with Johnny Got His Gun, and Night of the Aurochs was pretty good too...sucks when someone dies before finishing their work), but at 11 I became a Nabokov fan and at 12, Orwell and Highsmith (Patricia Highsmith was a fkn cunt/racist/anti-Semite, but I loved Tom Ripley); I wasn't as moved by Miller's Tropics (however, I was and am an Anaïs Nin fan, and her whole Henry and June/Henry & June thing was just 🔥). Some time before 12 I read the erotic books that I mentioned in the beginning of my story (My Secret Life and Fanny Hill; I bought them at a book fair, and yes, they let me buy them). I digress, but it's relevant to my fiction.

The erotica Cairo reads and writes is designed to do what it does in the movie, just as all erotica is meant to do. Afterburn is erotica too (and all y'all writing E [for sex] are erotica writers).

I don't want

another

fucking

Greyface anon

coming at me

about

Satisfying Afterburn

after this...

y'all can go fuck yourselves.

Also, Afterburn has all of the Miller's Girl tropes, except that 'Miller's Girl' (who is ✨cleverly✨ Professor Miller's Girl and Henry Miller's girl hyuk hyuk get it) doesn't get her man. Afterburn Wednesday does, and that's why y'all Greyfaces hate on me. She gets her man, just as I got my man at that age.

And speaking of 8 and rain (I hate this app, I fkd up this post and put it in my queue instead of saving the draft I was working on)...

I wrote most of this starting late last March 2023 through late April before I started to move sections into chapters. This part here was written at the end of April, but I transferred it into a different document on May 2.

Romantic/sexy rain trope is in 8. Couldn't help it, since Burton chose to make it rain whenever he wanted to...why the fuck can't I. Anyway, a very short fkn snippet from 8.2:

It tells you nothing except that's raining hard. And yeah, it's Wenovan speaking.

Anyhow...off to create...and probably watch this fkn movie tonight (I have my ways).

ugh

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No Friday Snippet but

modified/saved at the same time before I pass out 💩

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This is, actually, very accurate.

Me: *writes an amazing chapter*

Me: Ah yes. That is amazing. Can't wait to begin the next one. So many possibilities!

Me: *turns off my laptop and goes into a month-long depression*

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Morella the Cat, from Chapter 8.2 🫴🏽🐱💕✨

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Chapter 7 (1 & 2) Checklist vs...

Chapter 8 (1, 2, & 3) Updated Checklist 💀

It being the 19th, I do not forsee being able to publish its first part on the 29th like I wanted (not with any of the RL delays/b.s./constant interruptions from Dementia Dog). And I will not guesstimate how much longer (just as I can't even say if I CAN go to the Lords of Acid, given my boy's condition 😭). I will have to figure out some other way of commemorating the story's official AO3 birthday.

8's list is updated bc I had to redraw the map to include where the 3rd part was going to be/what it's now going to contain. I really don't know WTF I was doing before, I should have done that from the beginning, since this is Wenovan's story. There are also now 7 sections to each chapter instead of 9 (dunno how long that will be able to last 😅...I would like to tell a thorough story with Afterburn 2)...the exception being 8.1 that has bumpers and a couple of brakes.

See how many unfilled circles/circle wedges there are in 8 (I stopped filling in the ones in 7 once I was rolling on)? That's what's to be written/expanded, and not one section is complete (though I think the hospital one (8.2.7) is almost/just about). Not to worry, there are only two sections (one each in 1 and 2) that remain a little murky but that always clears up once I place sections.

I gotta now herd some cats because those filled in pieces are everywhere in my Drive. I'll herd them into each of their sections. After sleep though. My arms are hurting like a bitch and I need sleeps. 🫠💀🌿✨

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DirecTor: Aight, gotta re-do the maps for Chapter 8 tonight.

UVCC: *pouts*

DirecTor: HEY. You have your own huge story on the burners too. But you and Jon are so distracting. I got fans —

UVCC: You could have more fans with us.

DirecTor: ... I'm not doing it for the quantity of fans, I'm doing it for the story. Stories, sorry.

UVCC: Our story is sweet...er.

DirecTor: ...Really. Your own name?

UVCC: Ain't I cute?

DirecTor: That's not for me to answer —

UVCC: You don't think I'm cute??? *tears up*

DirecTor: Cairo —

UVCC:

DirecTor: My gods...Jon, come get your girl.

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I have this huge secret/surprise for Chapter 8 that I can hardly keep contained because ppl keep writing something contradictory to it and I keep wanting to correct it BUT I CANNOT

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This is Johnny Depp in Paris, France (in 2003, when our Jenna was only a year old 💀).

This piano is the exact model I envisioned for the piano at the Lake Mansville cabin, since ((spoiler for the next upload here)) Francoise was a Parisian, and it was her piano.

I've seen this photo before, since I'm a Depp fan (been one since the 80s). I think the piano wormed its way from my memories into Afterburn because I liked it so much.

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The Galpin residence, Tyler’s room, 2:00 A.M. Thursday 

Donovan stared at his sleeping son in his lamplit bedroom. Tyler had been more consoled sleeping with a light on ever since he was six years old and suddenly developed an intense fear of the dark that couldn't be cured by a mere night light. For twelve years the kid’s been adding to my energy bills all because of….

He blinked as he watched Tyler’s shoulder rise and fall in sync with the sound of his deep breathing. The curls on the back of his head were getting darker, more like how his own head hair was darker when he was young (and because Donovan possessed that one mutated copy of the MC1R gene, his beard hairs were always redder than his dark brown scalp hair, which might have accounted for Tyler’s hair having a more coppery tone when he was much younger). But overall, Tyler took after his mother.

“Overall”.

Understatement of the year.

Donovan remembered the photographs of his Hyde. There were more than a few, but it was the one of the back of its head that he was recollecting, the smooth curls having transformed into wiry, steel wool-like patches stretched over a monstrously deformed skull. He then thought of all the people—victims of his son—that had been murdered in the most violent of ways, all most surely aware of what was happening to them given their wounds. 

God, Val. Chunk in her neck…my hands, her eyes, they…n’ Addams…whiter than usual….

It was a creature that took pleasure in its kills, shredding bodies and consuming their parts like endless hot wings at a Superbowl party.

That's what that peacefully sleeping head did. Multiple times.

Donovan raised his gun, his hand steady at first; all he had to do was pull the trigger. Several times if need be. People who live up here go missing all the time. It’s no big deal. This is the humane way. Then the Thorpe kid can be released due to lack of real evidence, case…closed.

He looked through the sights at the perfect spot just at the base of his skull, but it was only then that it occurred to him that his gun going off in the middle of the night might be loud enough to startle people awake. Fuck!  His hands trembled in their aim. He shook his head and took a deep breath, holding steady. Ah, fuck it—I’m the fuckin’ sheriff, I can set bombs off on my property if I fuckin’ want to. 

A sudden queasiness hit. He had already weighed his options; besides saving more people from being ripped apart, there was no way he would want to see his son suffer the same fate as his mother. He would be saving both normies and outcasts alike, especially Addams. He would surely rescind the deal with Larissa and she can come back to school. Surely that's how it would be. 

Surely.

Or would Wednesday’s selective sense of justice prevail? Would she want to know what happened to Tyler? Of course she would. She wants to know everything. She would wonder and then start pestering him about why his Hyde son suddenly disappeared off the face of the Earth. Did you do something, Donovan? What did you do, Donovan? What did you do?

Her terrified, angry imagined hollering at him in his mind made his hands tremble even more, but he only realized it once a salty droplet of sweat trickled over his upper lip. He licked it away, tuned the imagined screaming in his brain into white noise, and began to steady his gun again when Tyler suddenly stirred, rolling a 180° onto his right side to face him. He was awake. He stared at his own covers for what seemed like forever and hadn't even brought his eyes up to Donovan as he stood, caught red-fingered on the trigger and paralyzed.

“You pissed yourself,” he mumbled, his words affected by his cheek pressed against his pillow.

Donovan snapped out of his terror to glance down at his pants; sure enough, the white noise in his head wasn't actually white, it was yellow, and it was a dark area of wetness that bled from a precise spot near his fly down his leg. 

Tyler blinked, his gaze creeping no higher than Donovan’s belt before he shifted under the covers, turning back around to oblige his father’s shot.

“Make it quick,” he sighed, his head tilting forward and his shoulder relaxing for the anticipated relief.

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*watching Enid from afar...from very afar*

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Does this look familiar? It should.

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I keep getting positive feedback for Under Virgin Circumstances that it's taking me all of my willpower not to just run with their story (which has much more...my WIPs are everywhere).

Argh, Chapter 8, why do you torture me so 😭

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Release for new chapter of satisfying afterburn?

Soon.