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glygriffe · 2 months ago

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And a Bottle of Rhum

Fandom - Firefly

Characters - Malcolm Raynolds, Jayne Cobb (no pairing)

Summary - Mal's crew encounters a snag on a salvage mission (but what else is new?)

Word Count - 1.2k

A note - For the @sicktember Challenge of 2024, Day 1: I’m not hungover, I’m just sick (or vice versa)

The derelict was huge and Mal knew his team had to cover a lot of ground fairly quickly to find anything of value, load it on Serenity, and get out of there before an Alliance cruiser had the notion to come see what was happening in the area. That is why he had split the team. Jayne was going towards what was presumed to be the captain's quarters - where some of the more precious items were stored when a leader didn’t trust his crew -, while he and Zoe poked around the cargo bay. So far, the mission was a bust.

“Is there anything interesting in there, Jayne?” Mal asked over the comm system while looking at Zoe who closed the last crate, shaking her head. “Well it seems the captain was a pricy booze collector or a complete drunk with fancy taste; his bunk has wall-to-wall bottles of whisky and rhum in fancy packaging and the room ain’t small.” “Good to know this job won’t be a complete bust. How many crates do you reckon we’ll need to get that booty out of there?” “Five or six large ones might do the trick.” Zoe lifted an eyebrow. “That is a lot of bottles.” “That’s what I’m saying.” “Ok. Do a thorough check of the cabin for any other valuables and start to pile the goods in the hallway. We’ll come to you to load it up.”

After finding a dolly and some straps in a corner of the cargo area, the captain and his second in command made their way into the crew section of the ship proper. It was a complex design with inner and outer corridors, and multiple doors leading seemingly nowhere. After the third time they'd found themselves in the same place or at least in incredibly similar passageways, Mal admitted they were lost. “Jayne, where is the captain's cabin again?”

The comm stayed silent for longer than usual. When finally Jayne answered, it was with a very useful “… What?” “Could you. tell us. how. to get to. the captain’s. room.” repeated Mal, separating the words and biting into the consonants exaggeratedly. “I don’t know”, was the slightly slurred answer. Then Jayne added as a way of explanation “I’m already here.”

With a barely restrained sigh, Malcolm changed the channel on the comm system and hailed Serenity.

“Kaylee, could you find a blueprint of this Tian Di Wu Yowng ship and tell me how to get to the captain’s cabin from my position?” “Aye-aye, Captain. Coming right up.”

It took some time for Kaylee to give them the directions they needed and even longer to get their gear through the smaller and smaller doorways of the abandoned ship. When Zoe and he finally reached a corridor where several bottles of spirits were lying by an open door, Malcolm had lost what little patience he had.

He barged into the cabin to find Jayne sprawled on the floor, hugging a crushed package containing what looked like prime-aged rhum from a volcanic region, from where he stood. The mercenary was partly buried amongst the remains of a shelf that must have been displaying quite a large number of liquor bottles.

“Jayne, you know we are in a time crunch. Was it really the best moment to sample the goods?”

Jayne smacked his lips with a slack jaw. When his slightly glassy eyes focused on Mal and Zoe near the door he slurred: "Hey! You’re here. I’m here too. So… you found me.” “How can you already be hungover? How many drinks did you toss back? Zoe, how can he be hungover an hour after finding the goods? I thought Jayne had a sturdier constitution than that. Does well-aged whisky, scotch, or rhum pack a more powerful punch than fresh moonshine?” “I could not say, sir.” “I ain’t hung’ver. Wouldn’t drink the payload, y’know dat, Mal. I’m just sick is all.”

The exasperation drained out of Mal in an instant. The sassy banter too. This could be serious. A muscle bulged on his jaw as he scanned the cabin. Despite the mess of the turnover shelving unit, not a single bottle appeared broken or even open. So, Jayne wasn’t sick from drinking anything or coming into contact with any poison in liquid form. Mal crouched down beside the fighter whose pupils were abnormally dilated.

“Is it air-born? Or did you touch something aside from the booze, something that could have broken the skin?” “What? Oh… I think the necklace bit me”, said Jayne vaguely pointing at the open top drawer of an old-fashion dresser.

Mal looked at Zoe who was already putting her gloves out of her pocket and approaching the dresser. No jewelry in sight. She began to scan the room for the item that might be responsible for Jayne's condition.

“Where is the necklace, Jayne?” Getting no answer, Mal grabbed Jayne’s wrists to better look at his hands. A couple of red pinpricks were visible on the fatty part of his right hand.

“Found it.” Mal looked up to see his first mate's gloved hands taking a pendant with a lot of protruding parts in a tarnished metal out of Jayne’s heavy canvas bag.

“Good. It might help Simon figure out what happened.” Clicking the comm system on, he added for the crew still on Serenity “Get the Doctor here on the double. Tell him to bring the stretcher.”

Simon and Shepherd Book found the captain’s quarters in record time, guided by Kaylee. Jayne was adamant that the goods should be the priority, so Zoe and Mal did a quick job of loading three crates full of liquor on the dolly and followed the stretcher where Jayne was slurring the words of a pirate song.

It would have been funny if the mercenary was simply drunk. But Jayne's movements when he tried to help get on the stretcher were uncoordinated in a way that even heavy drinking never caused.

Back on Serenity, everyone was quiet while Simon did his thing. Even Wash, who usually made jokes at Jayne’s expenses as often as he could, deemed his condition not fit to be a laughing stock. But Simon did a quick analysis of shavings taken from the metal of the necklace, and soon enough, his frown turned into the usual concentration wrinkle on his forehead when he was doing his work.

A couple of injections and 24 hours in the infirmary later, the symptoms were fading out. Jayne could walk in a straight line, talk without slurring and his hand-eye coordination was back to normal. The doctor was satisfied that his heart rate had returned to the non-life-threatening range and he said something about a neural infection caused by oxidate metal in the bloodstream, but Mal didn’t care about the medical jargon.

He rubbed the back of his neck and discreetly rolled his shoulders to dissipate the tension that had crept in there since they had left the captain’s cabin on the derelict. He didn’t particularly like Jayne, but he was part of his crew. He looked at the mercenary sitting on the examination table. He seemed fine, but was, he really?

Jayne caught Mal’s eyes on him and smirked. “Now can I have a fifth of that whiskey?”

Yep. Jayne was back.

#sicktember 2024 #firefly fanfiction #prompt fic #Malcol #malcolm reynolds #jayne cobb #gen fic #i'm not hungover i'm sick

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libidomechanica · 2 years ago

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“Had all hem of the sixth day compete in my arms”

A ballad sequence

Low voice—divine. He crimson. The prey; although little feuds, at large acquaint, uninspir’d and thine for that’s her soul is

always of festivity, both you, ’ save that has in freemasonry a high and thus long, howling tier, for breath; this

sweet, yellow autumn for myself, and reels athwart their forehead as might and drowning like an own breath I leapt but

Rousamouski, scherematoff, Koklophti, koclobski, Kourakin, and Roman Lucrece the Heracleidan bloody

stone for good mien excepting school, and but diverted; its diversion of gentlemen in glad grand lonely mayst

delicate; thou, old fell all be offered, not a Bird of the Prince their best apothecary’s art, keep within his dreamt

to-day, too; if only I am not a Bird of plight shadow doth face, and one of a thousand others bow, in

lieu of a Better were drowns, where was Strongenoff, meknop, Serge Lwow, Arsniew of moonshine. Of all constantly forests,

vouchsafe you canst read, or godlike, let me spectres, duly, daily visit, and clear day them like a trice: what is, no

doubt we weep; on the clean shirts, jacket: lynx-like far-blown hills seem paradise, and as their green faces pain, the valleys,

so darkening weather’s prompts deeds o’er the past one that he had but the old family vaunt, nor soul to several oaths as

there were worth my Mount AEtna, somersetshire my future Roman Lucrece the fiddling, cool, and still his smiles, and tallest

one meal a day; free-voic’d brother! Had all hem of the sixth day compete in my arms. Poor little but incessantly

at him, and the breeches with large as possible,—not dead, having but the Virgin bosom’s channel, where?—What every

often turn. But how swift decay; is this we mighty tribes, as many a listening, no authentic dew but throne,

when I’ve knows it not much given: I hold in what has compriseth! As far as the still over standing and his kin!

Title, and mizen went night die; nor end without a throne. Espoused to stow some way, boded no good—which our booty;

her salvation unequal: each his first woman’s name of the Cock crew, but they strove quite; so little quest to pleasant

science, by this spaniel,—which, like a vein, because December, cave found him; wedded until they don’t know we’re not so

sweet air, and harlots, the dictator strutting the lightly me, as the last to sway materials that the proud brows.

Happy show; gie me my Highland lantern, ever wanting shall fling: the crew kept his life as snow, and give myself withdrawn

from the land of a ministers hid amongst the grim, and much his dying, he roll’d on thine; sternly dealt the fuel;

and sometimes a deep as ocean, on search of us dies, and thy unbraided our recesses I seek so far remove

it and forgot: let Rustum lay a lucky presume to spy or should have had, howling on the commission,—so

that Firmán-issuing seas to pleased; her days so to wait, I hae seen the airy confined, and still out of this boughs,

upon the weakness, no dark eyes like a village of all- confest, as to read the bottom of the sunset the hour

of scarless hangs upon her like Cromwell’s than where Grattan, Curran, Sheridan, almost conceal though the silence. Such

times I hear, when he was, we ne’er she show’d this Impertinacity prided leander, holds they had swore him, too,

his money: for him, Wordsworth’s Centre sought. Of Zoe’s cook’d not for the dead, from the enquiring earth wanting in Spain have:

far I was from his hardly comes to prated just as her favourite, and then hey, for whom great cause the Ladies seeking,

and silver she merry with great man cried, unmarried on; all offer up, and his dying day; save thought throw around

us by, since kindly course had struck with his my own back into it and find it rather Attic. We also

a so-so matrons, scarce decent scuffle for surely not live, and yet the life for conscious head into the bowers

that once their ordered metaphysick’d Peters; it unmans one tenant’s fall at least they had I been her bird reposing

ships; over the eyes and by Potemkin—a great joy to high, could not out wines; but fool, you recall’d ample too.

III

For none had give! My fair. But, like a formidable was used unto me, and when she was a strange conversationist,

when dreamless at once again, or should back to lived a little Sail, and, quite beyond their size. White Chastity shall

admired old and for the same time, and fears. Was received with flowers, am grown hills? The respondent article.

To-day, lord of parting-post. Since Noah’s ark went cruising cattle, althoughts, to which madmen’s will one an honest friends that nought think about the might blush and brought the fear’d into a

wet blank and weary minstrelsy! My words you to set in a hurry, and if he took his sense of my soft Angel in her boy, and said, My love and prophetic soul to hint

them one. And after a gorgon voice of max! The fields the Door agape, came stated, those parting lifted his presented, and gainst time waste next day, too, out of love the lady

with personal cupidity, and chain-pump still exuberantly way, and there, if all the people giving in the result will fall silver clime; marriage lies failed books were

nothing, and weary us; and had in the clime: lady Fitz-Fulke; the Cretans—from what eye was the Pyrrhic dance believe it? Safely cross it—and no less our lived this colour’d

brains regaled two batteries of another Grace but the secret politely ends a bitter, the white! The polish- sharp, the last lonely at your mistress: two small stir her I’ll

tell, as really harmless sneer in knowledge of its Mystery whereto their bodies cannot choose, that look of Venus’ pearls: also must now, With Time beginning the season

why, unless grave-damps fall, or proud birds and makes of Atropos before the seats a plac’d their heard your soft cheek is cut in the wildfowl nestled and sigh’d upon a body hould,

o heauinesse: in night, but that half a Line, nor find the storms, in fact, true—I love you peers in loves and make a swift as though street and all her without a Word of promised be a

guinea and skies have made no accomplication as an unweave; and, to death-cry drown in the in her two dewdrops from the night, Stealing the day, and waving, young noblest on

the ostler pleasaunce not whole of those is dying in ghastly maladies every Hyacinthus conditions; and that day so near. This same to scare the Seed of being a small-

eyed daughter from his vote a little availed, she least of a demon, Ghost, and dead loaves closer, lest the former words, the mouths of in act to Time’s sequel; and he lay, full of

lilies scuffling in the stern- frame, that Turkish lady, to that is more at thy neck. Move— all the name in juice, although to knows—HE knows. Said on behind his beauty’s a children

so about a buzzing by the worth to vie withal, smooth-paced upon him; wedded until each new made myself the Tavern shore; for all that did in sleep is awful awful,

and jestest dreams and desolate deeper clouds in a moments in form themselues oppressions redden his not with people must pay his real epic from the Dragon of

her first did improve—perhaps he had already cash there came in Fate’s star-laden within a new theme: I have added to martial for being past tense, to say, they rideth!

Fit for the humble vainely spread; gazelle-eyed China cups, came and imperial. Sing nought can ye recognise the shadow to learn’d his rough not journey, but change, for inspir’d. Regaled two or the summer live poets were his wings,

two fan-like, t is no more delicious mind; and castanets from the full-veined ears; small drest will I love meals, at they were such a size, it wouldst thou finds shall the grass; I feel a noise overturns; and ’twas Sleep slow journey drew, content.

By this reflection, his own to the vales with such was stature, sharp temper, sought: of all this woful word to lie, wouldst, my Katie? Flies internal—speakest of? Yes, I confess all, we’re not bitter as the Potter, seeing to make room

for glorious moan by sweet! Added to moments in freemasonry a higher grieve, where quiet finding rock—that for the acacias, and such effort shrouds beneath and living wrong’d extremely warning look upon the strong palpitate

the streak of wheels fly; on the better Effort shrouds beneath the ensuing Shah to what might read,—and when, as the topaz, opal, calcedon. One sole bonds somethinks ’twould sweet loved as on his blacks, innumeral; also a so-

so matron boldly fight fear they should turn of the historian her: the fair as their form’d, replaced, cloves, take doth pleasure or unrestrained a pelisse, and made their losse now the unebbing ball in my dear! My sweet sleepy dusk, an

alderman strain; sure, assembled boat’ to save wended; when she be through when each in the meadow’s for mind; bubbles blue sky show the fields go not, from service with science that oft she threw them proper, or a hundred souls, the solve is a fine

sad memory’s winged affection vampire. Heaved Myrtle, meet emblems the loud, sweet Idyl, and mine eyes you please your regions were bin another acts of ladies seeking: and the monstrain dispell’d, waters glides and her with someone waving.

Permit, and tremble into him; and a bullet in vain for the poet her. That all, no doubted for six hours bore

there is for great want to be grand Cuvier! To her so well a sweate for a last though he was as if there was gentlemen

may things for a barbette, ’ of Danube’s leaden it gave all a closer intention— then death for all that’s a

game; save the bath and attention called my neighbour’s time. To lose thee, wretched. Their haste, but in vain—in vain my substratum.

With the world, not any. Had made lame by side, in country can but one who away so fared snow and abuse thing’s

primroses the low ration be, so read the applied: and without any threat ocean in hand as wept fast to love

is a new voice, no oracle, no praise, they that’s comprehend dumb harmony with Jewels politicians, O Sorrow!

VII

Now folds the kitchen verboten? She cameleopardy, they love or painted, upon the calm and he cannot guess’d.

VIII

And, even the shows a habit; and with these valley, the attack: the torches witty, shall take my body, layer

by and other days, reader, there a potatoes she was ice, there were log, and greet that ye can entomb in every

part, what enamour’d by thy pipe, and cold, crush’d upon an hour of love, to the charms, pillow, as whatever puzzled

lips were o’er trees by acclamation and their women is, till do no thorn in love, call’d on behind, a sound of eve

was also in the Gothic scene of moderately their flock all grace expenses, all she be warm delight. He was

no more, and is proper could lifting: a cleft our was from out his manner’d more: he was Lord This? Should scarcely should keep

afloat heart will doth water found the first a Jew it is all of weapons, and into a shoals round her, would, on their

beloved, and meanwhile the restroom I pretence and sailors are that all things, quit; and hot his appearance—but most

fatall sink together indicating and sedge is crown. With tempest’s weary night applause, saw two father’d how he

is music of a pirate. Ah, take my Muse, though stilts, playing with me: such increased her could I see save found so fair!

And Moscow, into streaming. Across what is— Materials, but all dreams, when his beads too late—yet whate’er with those the best to be more then requites. My tongue at all the

listenings surpasseth. The fifth day came. The good descending, Crime-confession, that she was in a stern, and the slaves on the plainer tale: great high, could be cast loose on the hour

of lilies and early the wet; water, he mighty Hand our own protectors; nor cover me—me, the youth, Heaven can quite and blesses with upon a spheres of gods, and daub

his Visage or very part, my Katie? Blush by day, the Meaning in a tried, for its crystal and on this traveller. Baron than a cleft pomegranate juice, were two wits

doth explosions, bastion, its Rose, and still seek no minute mock my sight, and slow, as made, maie, the Baltic’s navigation, generate into the praise: hate to show! We have given

me a things: chestnut colour, of the ships, by the chastity shadowings weary night ahead the ground. Brought far deeper sages there contrived the glen sae rashy, O! As

fruit nor drown in the day went after than their reward he witless as much of beer—but almost appear’d sublimity, that the lots were of a Spanish into his despatching

this blacks, and canst the loves marrow. Between our little hours than a train: Love bade me feel an overset here, ’ he critical, but a white should fin in that she was poore meeting

vision so; had, however would make hast spoil with desires, victim to passion— leaving lake by leans away, in Energy—his Treasure subjects to come. Its outlet

dash’d with their mistress, Harlequin in unity, like men, and somewhere Delos rose, like Cromwell’s than he drink rum from the city you were of Tom. And secret, blankets stitches

of our only joys, street and pen, he liked the sailors swore—but you see us. And stop mine within the months and deathes dreerie death, t was one or war; and none were ovens, and

shrill cicadas, people at home, and adored false polish fire, and would be needs mourne, the sedge is circumscrib’d, and butterflies awake. And some Zephyr caught each of smooth, so that

she suffers not a mission, and of thirteen the upon his Garment of silk inlaid with every clouds before our fantasy, unless on a day, ye waves kept him not let

me knows from her which life, an alderman, or love, and last, guns, and her, to sit beside his heart, with scarce controvertible a level, when his talents of us must

understand, as Phidian forest, past his amatory can not fulfils defect it was whisper tales? The dusk religion, and here are dust ygoe. Thin are scarless tale: thee seen induced

by the silent all: his breasts in a higher they wild and ever shelve, thou will thirty mock tyrant!—But neither I’ll blythely beardless groves, that the British women of

linger we. Cradle; hither ages, he had been several oaths and canst not wear your handsome were slain. Juan sleep bell of Fame words, that is Zuhrah who at last, to set me feel

a mix’d regret—no matter ends. ’Er young Phoebus’ golden pines, and weak; and still seek nae maintain’s coast of that I can’t say you go throe in the drops from the difference dread renew?

Whom she still remains unseen Power a little words enter, skating hame on the base than in her move, or summer

days. By the shipwreck’d by the rest, have found no assist the pair, juan to batteries of her knows how fair; there was

opposing should let the dark world was the place that the Waste, but to be free, was she. This carry off in earth: and also

in the fast: though their women do, in gazing on, some wee things human hath been but still at once haste who was her as

well night, which the Levant; excepting seem’d quite refused, became. As if the same the sea ran high sea, by the hands I

bless’d itself the slowly they! Yoked her own neighbours’ land, through them into each to roses gave a common shone, spanning

as soon as a prophecies of flower and endeavour from the cool, is all there was very splendid stare, could lift

then t was not love the welcome she lay call Chance, he sight shows that’s his blood, survives. At which no ardent and loves there

drincks she praise; but, by some others: some effect: the woods, filled the vinous eyes are a beautiful an Isles; but being

restive into the celebrated, opens mothlike, are dante and though his spaniel, hard to go; even the eye,

of bread, and having eyes like to say, the sun had he was, become new mean time, a came with snorting his world was born:

they had been here playing better from the hotel: forth at last; gold cups of the bubbling leave meant knight. One bitter came,

but chief resource of all-confessions of the welcome guest, but in gray is always prove appear as if from the Dead,

that songs of twilight’s fall she was to save one whisperingly: Dear lady, in which confirmer William did rest had

to mute and robb’d in her prayer- book ready to the Pole’s no more will not fears no doubt is wholly; and thoughts more loved

well-clad limbs; and those shall lure it was silver the foremost in a globe of Honour playe: sike myrth now haue spells did but

within the world’s wracke, and rack and refuse: daughter of twelve hour of these, while the place with my head the wild order too.

Had fought to this softer a sure must have touch of old shine; the blow; and fell all that repast, and most do show to the

wind’s eye, and with that doth, its impress’d till on Juan’s youth, Heaven so the very soon exhalations and would be. Will,

to sing dispense, to Endymion’s so belong, ambition, moderate—I spared the purest of those sylvan aisle.

Haste liaison of nation, for high talk’d dizziness. Said that made a scene of love the purest of poetry household all who didst the falling flower, and there enough oft avenged:

ocean woman can one? But Psyche ere shepherds entertain, here’s a sea- attorney. The first herself, all is vanity’-most holy vapour and then is not quite

to his lakes. To mend thy naked, a creed, and ’twill as bright galley-rowers’ to abate, the state; and their shibboleth, God be without a riddle of my foreheads or temper,

so as I am reading, sir, to the gently grew awhile she shown: i’ll seek their mourne, that Turkish trade is but thy tears of me you seest it seems your pillow’d, pursued o’er-worm

will fly and such as monarchs to the won’t descends. Or else all be yon, at vesper’s rush, and wretched men call her best of many perspective land, turning slombreth in whispers

to harm in politely ends of free her mind; bubbles, moonlighted with this poor, pale, and seen the more basest weep! And abroad; discuss’d the marshal Soul in the Last Harvest sow’d

the dance thoughts charms to give them as a toy that the fire. Just, break of dangling, by melting if he had been a Congress doing to bear to talk; one she seemed not, for a voyaged

to know in the van. And she and suffered she gaze, and kittens, he could not plain of my lips asunderstand how dying, and united, and dancing, whither! The Morning; long

did enthralled among that if all their flock’s connection, from daybreak on vain! Why are vaine, and please let be: and Bahrám, that Endymion’s pavement; whose who know that kind: at least

prodigious in the next prevailed if, what? They thought her Grain, and pebbles, like one reposed his own, and still recover blown to show with Horace: his Peter Lely, whose are born

from kissing in ghastly malady tread, and made about twice as you can, and the wool of bodies, spongy mosses, like a space: if I agree to grave for pleasing so lonely,

loving, while, amidst the formidable dyke by Fenelon, by the blind half a Scot by his court, or so thick and pleasant feet, whose who know wholly grew on her limbs on

the last night and chafing his instead of lords and mind, yet lightning, not my own breast discharged his chilling,—for deeming, foolish features’ Eyes. All to the Back of Gau and soft, so

sweet enforced sweet upbraid to hint at full, at one. Most revered a new lose that vertuous course. That many as he a brooke of inferior, start of the Cretans—from where the

swinged Psyche ere should see the chrysalis into our little question of all my pleasant vale descry a favoured of Wisdom’s charm could scarce a hut on; others’ fees.

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The London’s no more subtle Greek— they had no path to yield thyself, and that whistled all her heart begun the last thou

should his inside his vile age prepare, and show the third, then he thou may cloy when in food, quickly swannish musick sleep.

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For often-used volcano go. Bishops, knight. In awe for instantly four discourse must tell nought, and sure, cast upon

him; and let the West, at Longbow’s talk’d the nether and this is strew’d upon him flush of you this condition. Bee which

like king—who limits all phantasms. Dear lady fair. All song to speak gentle girlond all thy Piety nor lose to

the hard he sun, when he howls with its proudlier sweet portraits of us—Pish! Before of charity increased Counselled

the cutter, what their hides awakes—and, strange my father reasonable from so much pass’d, or calculation would

have studious hand in her before than all else than chang’d the curd-pale were two small-talk ready upon the united

power on the others guns, and birds more, and fain had on pillow, her drank smells, I see that early to fuddle

with their fountain and tears of those doubloon, but marriages, but ah, it hath the comparation lie; then dead! And the

helpless, and show its. Nobody sent talent within hair, and then you drilling, howsoe’er suspicious charity: but

to stop. He turn’d to dull; profession, getting I will now. Or was but of my mind: would be thy versed, the love, that

glittering light! Smiles to push on to slay there wives to head-quarters up, and gave waken then, or at least, he preachery!

#poetry #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Markov chains #Markov chain length: 6 #151 texts #ballad sequence

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elliot-el-warren · 2 years ago

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Elliot was ready for the day to be over, it was one of the times that he was grateful that everything closed early. When Zoe made her order and he cocked an eyebrow, "so..moonshine? I don't think we have absinthe anymore but maybe there's some in the back on a dusty shelf. I'll dig for ya if you want."

where: the sasquatch who: elliot warren ( @elliot-el-warren )

"Give me the strongest alcohol you have," Zoë said with a sigh as she took a seat at the bar, setting her purse on the counter and rubbing her forehead as she fought a headache. When she got trapped here, she thought she'd never see her estranged fiancee again, and yet here he was, and she'd hurt a new friend as a result. This wasn't how her life was supposed to go.

#zoe

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grindhousecellar · 6 years ago

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#Satan’s School for Lust #Zoe Moonshine #gif #creepy #horror #Terry M West #misty mundae mundae #out from the shadows #masked killer #clown #grindhousecellar #reading

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ofrosessusansandcarnations · 6 years ago

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Moonshine Memories

#horse racing #moonshine memories #belmont park #belmont stakes #undercard #acorn stakes #on a side note #is that Zoe over there?

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zamgoods · 3 years ago

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ONLY MURDERS IN THE BUILDING Codes

I love this show. It’s just so smart and funny and interesting. It involves all of the senses. And Selena Gomez reminds me of how great an actress she was in Wizards of Waverly Place. Star cameos in every episode, is alluring. But there are blaring horns that I just can’t ignore. No Matter how much I try to deafen my ears.

Only Murders in the Building released 8.31.2021 the 20th anniversary of Aaliyah Dana Haughton’s funeral in 2001 as well as Princess Diana's 23rd death anniversary in 1997. Also R.Kelly’s fake marriage with Aaliyah in 1995.

It’s all about Tim Kono. not a SPOILER...The trailer tells you this. Seems like conspiracy theory bait, but look at the first episode and get drawn in at the seemingly mundane to the uninitiated. You have to have the right perspective. We will look at this with 2020 lenses. That’s right Corona/Covid-19.

Episode 1. A fallen star and fallen theater director. The first is approached by a gen x fan whose baby boomer dad has ALS (High God) . The latter almost gets hit by a car. He referenced his purple coat. Royal purple. They are joined in the ELevator (God /Cubit) that seems to take a life of its own throughout the series. URSA-la (bear) is the deliverer. They lure us curious folk in by the sponsors for the podcast of All is not OK in Oklahoma. Rand Corporation, Milton and Miriam Swann Foundation for the Arts of Dissolving the Federal Reserve, Royal Crown Cruises, Royal Prince of Dubai and Trader Joe’s. Tongue and cheek it may be. Their shared love of this podcast brings them to share a table at LIBRizzi’s. Putnam recounts a show called Claire de Lune (moonshine) about a man trying to go up a staircase, falling off, and bouncing back up again.

The Fall of Zoe plummeting from the roof to the ground without the Emerald ring, New Years Eve 10 years ago. Lives on 11th floor

Gemini...Stunt Double...Twins also mentioned by Officer Williams for hating twins (randomly)

God pushed Life over the edge Theo and Zoe

Brazzos is arm... Cubit... Maltese Falcon The Black Bird

Charles AKA Brazzos was Poisoned paralyzed breathing into toxic napkin handkerchief for his nose bleed. Neighbors though he was inTOXICated with the Irish FLU.

Silence due to deafness. Silencing truth. Silence Do Good Letters to decode map of treasure on the back of Declaration of Independence. Revolutionary War. July 7th 1776. Harpo, Horus as a child. Black Bird. Isis Son.

Elevator encounters...Prince died in one. The Devil. Lift up and down.

Oliver, Mabel Moro, Charles Haden Savage

Emma Lucy 7 family fun, Evelynold cat, Sevelyn new cat. .CAT

Tim (TIme) poisoned before shot (vaccine). 9A Fireplace back on after Tim died. (heath.. aronia).

Zoe 11th floor

Time-Life 9/11 11/9LifeTime HaySaturn/Chronos-

Bunny ( rabbit hole) dead by knitting needle to the Chest. Jab to the Chest. Reminds me of the Epinephrine pin or Adrenaline injection to the heart during emergency Overdose. Needle Narcone.

Deli Sub Greek Grave robber for treasures Black market dealer Angel inc yaya

Jewels (green emerald ring Zoe stole) St Corona patron saint of Treasure hunters.

Bassoon player Wind instrument named Jan Bellows. Ventilator Respirations

Jan 6th floor. Insurrection at Capitol on 1.1.2021. Jan’s lil toxins Heart. Love Venom Love potion I knew she stabbed herself.

Loneliness/ alone...imprisoned

J notes. J key ( 2020 movie Flora& Ulysses) I found that J key is a military device used to send Morse Code Messages. Perhaps there is Morse code in the series.

J is the newest letter in English ABC. 10th letter in ABC order. Roman Numeral X= 10. Eagle Eye movie, little boys trumpet hit the_F_ Key to activate the jewel on mom’s necklace.

In 2020 Soul movie, Joe and 22 kept meeting at the half note. And the Moondance guy spun a 50 % off sale sign on 14 &7th. In Morse code a dit is half of a dash. At the Half Note Jazz club, 22 in Joe’s body wearing a blue suit, the signs together say Rot whole note symbol looks like a J. In the Alphabet Rotational Cipher, ROT stands for rotation, where you shift the alphabet by half. 13 letters. So if j key is rotated you get this.

So weird because, the spin is just like the Caesarean Cipher of 13 shift at M.

Also the frequency that vibrates Venom/ parasite off of the host is 4000-6000 hertz.

5G= 57 or EG or VG Wi-Fi frequency. The 7 note in major scale cdefgab, G is the 5th note.. 7th letter of English Alphabet is G. The major 7th note name is G# .

Soul Easter egg the Tina Fey Character, 22, kept saying OKAY repeatedly so Joe told her to stop so she said “got it.” Interestingly Tina Fey’s character, Cindy Canning, renown podcaster All Is Not OK in Oklahoma. THis reminds me of Men In Black 3, Agent O loved Agent K and Agent J.

Steam/pneuma spirit In the Basement Mabel was placed adjacent to a STEAM sign.

Trojan Horse-Ulysess. Sack of Troy.

Arconia...Archonians House. Maisons

Sting...Vaccine, Turkey, dog (winnie), Irish Flu (drunk). Sting Police I’ll be watching you Fields of gold.

Ending Police car 6164 Mabel Moro stabs/jabs bunny with knitting needle Hardy boys falls after being on roof.

How many floors in the Arconia?

Who tipped the police and oliver & charles?

https://www.cbsnews.com/news/study-adrenaline-injection-for-cardiac-arrest-may-cause-more-harm-than-good/

#only murders in the building #Steve Martin #Martin Short #love potion #venom #911 #Selena Gomez #Sting

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who: open where: vigil march near the university

This wasn’t exactly what Zoe had expected to return to when she came home again. It was far from it, enough so that she still couldn’t believe the truth of what was staring back at her. Three deaths and one that she knew well enough that hiding her face from being seen before she was ready— well, it wasn’t exactly something that she could bring herself to do. The rain was a fitting touch as Zoe lifted her umbrella once more to block it out enough that the candle in her hand didn’t blow out before reaching the library. She kept her head down, doing her best not to bring any attention to herself as she sorted through the memories that were quickly becoming unlocked the longer that they walked in a solemn, silent crowd.

Or it was until she wasn’t looking where she was going and knocked into the closest body near her, leaving her nearly dropping everything in her hands as she fought to catch her balance. The other’s body was enough to help keep her upright for the time being as she righted herself quickly. “Shit, sorry — I was clearly paying more attention to the pavement than where I was going,” she spoke softly, another muttered curse under her breath as she felt the slight pain in her ankle that twisted in the near fall. It would heal fast, but she knew the stumble caused attention that she was looking to avoid, especially from the person that she’d all but tripped on.

Reza was itching for a cig, but the tube between his lips is too wet for him to light up. Figures, he thought, as the grey clouds started to gave way to the dismal rain, soaking his clothes and chilling him to the bone. Somebody would’ve commented about how the weather was apt to the evening’s mood. Or something like death is a tragedy in the young and a rite of passage for the old and so it brought different kinds of mourning. But he was no poet that strings lovely words together. Instead, what came out of his mouth was the click of his tongue and strings of curses mumbled under his breath. Reza slicked his wet hair back then down his face, a futile attempt to keep his face dry as rain kept pouring down.

He didn’t know any of the victims. Sure, he knew their names and faces, had seen them around town and everything that small town folks should know about each other. But he never personally talked to them, nor had he ever gone out of his way to do so either. Well, maybe he’s acquainted with Esmee, but only because her brother sold him weed sometimes and they had a smoke together. But that’s the extent of it. Reza hadn’t planned on going to vigil, and with the downpour, he debated whether he should just head back, have beer and takeout before passing out in front of the tele. At least he’d be warm and fed instead of miserable and wet.

Reza turned, having decided to ditch the vigil and go straight home, and bumped into someone. Colourful curses flew out of his mouth as his instincts kicked in, arm quickly wrapping around the other’s hip to catch her from falling. “Didn’t know pavements could be so interestin’,” he quipped, his brows cocked as he let go of her. Reza took not of the candle on her hand and the umbrella on the other, both of which he did not have. Not knowing what to do with his hands, he shoved them into his jacket as he assessed the Moonshine Owner. “You alright there, Zoe?” He figured he’d ask, trying to appear nice to the pretty lady.

#zoe001 #fenrirvigil #hope this is ok!#if not lmk and I'll have it change!#also hello hello #izza me adrian XD

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DOING THE LIMBO

Five minutes ago, Isabel Keel died, driven off the road by visions of the closed gates of heaven. Doors that vanished fifty years ago, without even an “Out of Order” sign—but the old rules still applied. Those judged to be virtuous could not fall to Hell, so Purgatory filled up instead.

A liminal space never meant for the souls of the departed, but now bursting at the seams. Until one day, when a particularly clever angel (or demon; nobody really knows) suggested an idea: he Trials of Purgatory, in which the dead are pitted against one another in fights to the [second] death. They are told that, if they win, they will at last be admitted to Heaven, but in truth, there are only two outcomes. To kill someone is to be sent straight to Hell; to die is to enter oblivion and be lost forever.

And now Isabel is the only one who can see Heaven. The only one with a chance to reopen the gates, to reset the balances of the celestial spheres. She joins with a motley crew who’ve carved out their own niche, flying under the radar until they find themselves escorting what could be the last and final prophet across the wasteland of Purgatory.

(character list below cut):

Characters:

Isabel ‘Izzy’ Keel (”Prophet”): Our protagonist, Izzy Keel, recieving prophetic visions from heaven. As perhaps befits a prophet, she tends to keep talking even when she really shouldn’t. A [former] tour guide and intern newscaster. Can be summed up in the John Mulaney quote: “you know those days where you’re like, this may as well happen?”

Anselm Levy (”Capone”): Genial—the most friendly/personable, especially towards Izzy, of the lot. A little weird when he maintains that cheery, irreverent personality while actually banishing people to utter oblivion. Part of the mafia, but only to feed his family / not involved in any of the actual deeds, and just good enough to scrape by into purgatory. 1930s style of dress (vest + tie + jacket).. Basically no fear, because hey! he’s already died, and what’s the worst that can happen now? (Inocente/Snow will tell you the worst, but don’t listen to them)

Zoe Hopewell (”Snow”): Terse/no-nonsense. Cares too much and too little, all at the same time. Carries around a fully loaded, absolutely terrifying handmade tranquilizer gun. Nobody’s sure when she sleeps, or even if she does, and if you ask she’ll give you a vague answer somewhere between “I’ll sleep when I’m dead. / You are dead. / …” and “who knows if you even need to sleep in Purgatory.” She and Capone are the ones who started the crew.

Cyril Valdes (”Inocente”): A former priest. The sort of person you’d expect to talk to in a confessional. Anyone can talk to them, and you find yourself saying a lot more than you probably should. Very likely the only person holding the group together, and one who can save them from celestial-law scraps. A little nihilistic, a little burnt-out by the prospect of religion, but still holding out hope. A musician, and comfort after things go wrong.

Francis Raikich (”Wilbur”): A former public defender, who is the cautious optimist. Seen enough “bad” people and enough “good “ people to know that you can’t tell who’s going to be what from the start. Along with Inocente, he’s the first to advocate for Izzy. Can talk his way in circles around some of the angels and demons, especially the more literalist of those—but he’s also very cautious and soft-spoken, and when threatened will freeze up rather than fight/run.

Xavier Sparks (”Orville”): Computer programmer/troubleshooter. More high-strung than Wilbur, who reacts to everything—fairly understandably—with the thought of “how is this going to screw us all over.” Very good at being logical, at working through what people should be doing and what will happen if they do, but misses out a bit on a) emotional reactions, and b) tact.

@ravenpuffwriter, you said you were interested, and @ratracechronicler your Railroaders/Moonshiners inspired most of the crew, so this seems like something you might be interested in!

(song lyrics at the top are “Deadmen” by Saint Phnx)

#writing #wip introduction #doing the limbo #when i said bad puns i wasn't lying #lots of puns from the names alone #Isabel's is good fun #anyway #i don't know how much i'll be able to work on this during empty space #but here it is!#for your enjoyment

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mrs-elijah-wood · 5 years ago

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My Five’s insta page!!! Inspired by @littlelionmay and @kaoticfive‘s absolutely stunning edits! Pic details below:

Picture 1: Runner Five’s trusty polaroid camera. Pre-outbreak, Five wanted to be a photographer. Whenever she finds a disposable camera or a polaroid she gets SUPER EXCITED. Her bunk in the runners’ quarters is plastered with polaroids of all sorts of things, mostly people and places around Abel.

Picture 2: Abel Moonshine Friday devolved into hodge-podge karaoke night. Pictured left to right: Simon Lauchlan and Runner Five singing “Super Trouper” by ABBA.

Picture 3: Runner Five and her famed weapon of choice, the softball bat (“Gets you one extra inch of swing distance. That can make all the difference” -Five)

Picture 4: Runner Five in the field (Taken by Jody Marsh)

Picture 5: Zoe Crick’s cat Livia, currently in the care of Runner Five.

Picture 6: Runner Five with the moon in the background.

#zombies run #zr #runner five #this was such a cute idea!!!#also made myself emo with the moon(child) pic lmao

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relevy · 5 years ago

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Hey y'all it's been awhile and most of the people on my old taglist are dead have ghosted. Comment on this post if you would like to be tagged on anything related to these wips (and which wips you would like to be tagged in)

The Hawthorn Throne/The Bear King

The myth of King Arthur re-imagined as Historical Fantasy told through four unexpected points of view. First, in The Hawthorn Throne, Riona a bi (same & other) poly woman who has lived most of her life as a social outcast because of her unnatural healing/divination abilities. Also in THT, Aidan: A non-binary Druid who is on the run from their past on a virtual treadmill. What’s else in it? The slowest of slowburn romances, wlw, ace characters, aro characters, characters of color, Jewish characters, disabled characters, plague, etc. Second, in The Bear King, we are told the story via Mordred (the conventional antagonist of Arthuriana, twist!) and Ghada (a woman from Aksum - now Ethiopia- who becomes a knight). What else is included? Gay characters, ace characters, disabled characters, characters of color, healthy relationships, Saxon Berserkers, etc. Adult.

The Book of Enosh

Not a whole lot being done on this one atm BUT, another historical fantasy about North America during the ice age. Enosh has just been made chief of his tribe when a wasting disease takes most of the herd they rely on for food throughout the harshest parts of winter. He must lead his tribe south to new food sources and in the meantime suss out the mystery of his delivery via owl to his parents and confront the wolf god that killed his best friend. Features a trans MC and a disabled character as a love-interest. Adult.

Otherworld

Again not a whole lot going on with this right now. THT/TBK are kind of dominating my time. Anyways. Zoe is shipped off to an uncle she’s never met when her Mom’s ovarian cancer hospitalizes her. Cesar, Zoe’s Uncle, is a proffessor of Literature at a small college in a rural town and beyond a shared love of books and Judaism the two newfound relatives struggle to connect with one another. When Zoe is lured into The Otherworld by a tricksy Pooka she must not only confront the demons of her trauma, anxiet, and depression, but the literal monsters of the world of folklore. Middle-Reader.

This is not a Space Western

Hey Rachel, how about you write something fun? Ok. Fine. Here’s a currently untitled WIP that has nothing but the barest of plots, an aesthetic, and a playlist. What is it going to be? Imagine if Han Solo were a lesbian (who makes the galaxy’s best Moonshine) forever in love with a bad ass bi woman named “big boss” who runs a casino. The two are reunited under dubious circumstances and I won’t spoil the rest but it’s going to be great and fun and NOT SAD OK. SHEESH. Adult.

#writeblr #writing #writeblr community #writing wip #relevy writes

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schaddenfreude · 6 years ago

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Drowning in the Sea of Love (And Moonshine)

This was requested by @amandarosewater and @rcctshcw

Also tagging @its-a-goode-day because she likes it when I write drunk shenanigans.

Prompt: Misty gets drunk and serenades a much more sober Cordelia. Bonus points if they aren't even together.

I'm excited to bring you the return of drunk coven shenanigans! I hope y'all enjoy!

Title is inspired by lyrics from the song Sara by Fleetwood Mac. Also I should mention that alcohol mixed with pot can be a wild experience for some people.

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"Get off!" Queenie complained as the group of four staggered up the path toward the front door of the mansion.

Zoe and Queenie, who were somewhat less than sober themselves, supported a near unconscious Madison between them. Misty lagged a couple steps behind, twirling to the music in her own head.

"She's already leaning more on me." Came Zoe's irate rebuttle as the two argued over madison like she was a blanket on a cold winter night.

"Guys....'m still right here." Madison slurred. The bitchy tone she was going for was lost in the somnolence that drenched her voice.

Queenie shoved lightly, almost knocking the witch off her feet.

"Bitch! If you're awake enough to talk, you're ass is awake enough to walk."

"Ow!" Madison protested, and then she was roughly shoved from the other direction. Zoe had finally had enough of dragging her around. Her small frame was heavier than it appeared.

"Okay! Okay!"

"Shut the fuck up!" Queenie hissed "Do you want Cordelia to hear us coming?"

Zoe stood frozen like a deer in the head lights as they bickered back and forth, her eyes wandering up nervously to the porch.

"Guys...I think it's too late for that."

The three women froze in unison, faces turning to follow Zoe's gaze up to a fretful, irate looking headmistress. She peered down at them, seething. The anger was clear in her mismatched eyes even from this distance.

"Oh...fuck." Madison slurred, tripping over her own feet as Cordelia stalked down the steps of the front porch.

"Heeeeey Dee!" Misty shouted excitedly, eyes lighting up with an intoxicated euphoria at the sight of the beautiful blond.

Cordelia was momentarily taken aback by the outburst but brushed it aside.

"Where the hell have you three been?" She demanded in a harsh whisper. Zoe's gaze fell to her feet in guilt while Queenie shifted uncomfortably and Madison rolled her eyes.

It was enough that her mother, the coven's own Supreme insisted on staying out until the buttcrack of dawn. She didn't need to sit up wondering when (or if) her girls would be home too.

"Nevermind." She shook her head, decided maybe ignorance was for the best. "We just buried Nan and there are witch hunters trying to kill us. I can't have you out partying at all hours of the night."

"Oh, so it's fine when mommie dearest does it?" Madison spoke, tagging her question with a hiccup. Her eyes fluttered as she fought to keep them open and her body swayed dangerously.

Cordelia rounded on the starlet.

"Fiona..." The name dripped off of her tongue like it tasted of rot. "...is the Supreme of this coven. If she wants to stay out late, I'm afraid there's little I can do."

Zoe opened her mouth to explain that they went out to have a few drinks for Nan, but Cordelia's attention had shifted to a certain swamp witch.

Misty was in the background giggling and quite literally hugging a large tree.

"Jesus." Cordelia muttered under her breath "What on Earth did you girls do anyway?"

Queenie suddenly burst into a fit of giggles at the question. The events were a little hazy, but the image of what she could remember was something quite amusing under the influence of alcohol.

As Queenie lost herself to her giggles and Madison staggered inside to go to bed, Zoe was left to explain as the most sober of the remaining witches.

"Um...Madison challenged Misty to a moonshine drinking contest. And lost; badly." She conveniently left out that they had gone through a whole jug of insanely potent moonshine and it was a wonder that neither had alcohol poisoning.

"And?" Cordelia crossed her arms expectantly. She knew damn well that Misty's delirium was more than just alcohol.

"...Madison might have given Misty a couple of pot brownies."

Cordelia sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of her nose. This was gonna get uglier before it got better.

"Okay. Alright, you two go on upstairs. I'll take care of her."

The two nodded and moved to make their way inside before Cordelia stopped them.

"This isn't finished. We will discuss this tomorrow."

And with that, they left her alone with Misty on the front lawn. She stood pondering what to do about the swamp witch.

"Misty?"

"Hey! Delia!" Misty giggled, being entirely too loud. "Come meet my friends!"

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"Misty, I need you to try to lay down." Cordelia ordered for the fifth time in as many minutes, desperately trying to get the swamp witch to settle in her bed.

Her voice was tired and frustrated, yet kind and patient. The only succesful endeavor she'd made was getting the cajun to understand the concept of an inside voice again.

"But I can't lay down, Dee!" The pout on her face would've been adorable at literally any other time. Her next word's made Cordelia choke.

"The sky's awake, so I'm awake!"

Did she just quote Frozen? Had she even seen that movie?

"Maybe, but Misty, people aren't meant to be awake while the moon is." Cordelia tried, smoothing the swamp witch's hair down and carefully thumbing a stray lock of wild hair behind her ear.

She fixed Cordelia with a pitiful, helpless gaze. "But the moon is so beautiful...like you."

Cordelia blushed furiously and attempted in vain to sputter out an intelligent response to that.

"Miss Delia...come closer." Misty giggled, whispering as she pulled the blankets up beneath her chin in a rather childlike fashion. "I need to tell ya a secret."

"Of course, Misty." Came the warm reply.

Before Cordelia knew what was happening, Misty sprung up and she felt a pair of strong arms around her mid section. She yelped as Misty reversed their positions in a matter of a couple of seconds, coming to stand over her with a lopsided, goofy grin on her face.

"You shouldn't be awake when the moon's out." She giggled happily.

"Misty--"

"Shh shh, just lay still." The swamp witch suddenly took on a mothering quality and began to hum. Against better judgment, Cordelia found herself relaxing. She recognized in Misty's voice the strains of a familiar Fleetwood Mac tune. She felt the power of the music as keenly as her own magic and let it carry her worries away as Misty began to sing.

She had such a wonderful voice even in her loopy state, Cordelia thought. She then wondered vaguely who the delirious one really was as pangs of a deep rooted affection made themselves known for the umpteenth time.

She wished she could figure out why the swamp witch made her feel that way, even when she was stupidly drunk.

"And it all comes down to you..."

#ahs coven #cordelia goode #misty day #queenie ahs #zoe benson #cordelia x misty #foxxay #goodeday #drabbles

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