Crossposted here because
inoru_no_hoshi made me, lol.
Title: Before and After White and Gray
Pairing/Characters: Adam
Rating (Word Count): R, 100
Warning(s): Angst, injuries, near-death-experience
Author's notes: Thanks to
inoru_no_hoshi for the preread. :*
Everything was white, and nothing hurt.
Adam gaped. Only the crumpled bus rendered whole in white. No wounds, no pain, nobody. Except... "Am I—"
"Your heart stopped." His shadow—his fucking shadow—pointed where the rod had pierced his chest. "You've lost lot of blood." That shirt should've been red-soaked gray, not white. "But not yet."
He swallowed bile, closing his eyes so he couldn't see. "Will I?"
"If you want."
"I have a choice?"
"Everyone has a choice. Whether it matters..." It hummed thoughtfully for an everlasting moment, then whispered, "Adam. Open your eyes."
He did.
Everything hurt.
Title: Making Unreality
Pairing/Characters: Adam, Luna Lovegood
Rating (Word Count): PG-13, 100
Warning(s): Harry Potter crossover, language
Author's notes: Because the other one I wrote made my heart go "Ow." Thanks again to
inoru_no_hoshi for the preread. <3
"What are you doing up there?"
"Looking for nargles!" Adam squinted at the blonde, British woman atop his bus. What the fuck? Marbles, maybe? That didn't make sense, either, until she added, "Lost mine."
Seriously, he thought. Saying it would've been mean; fuck knew how she'd react. "You need to get down, or—"
"Found 'em!" She slipped something into a jar, too tiny to see, then tucked it into her canvas bag. "Wouldn't want them stealing anything important, Mr. Lambert. Very sneaky creatures, nargles."
Before he could reply, she was gone, and a note fell from above.
It was real.
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Title: Before and After White and Gray
Pairing/Characters: Adam
Rating (Word Count): R, 100
Warning(s): Angst, injuries, near-death-experience
Author's notes: Thanks to
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Everything was white, and nothing hurt.
Adam gaped. Only the crumpled bus rendered whole in white. No wounds, no pain, nobody. Except... "Am I—"
"Your heart stopped." His shadow—his fucking shadow—pointed where the rod had pierced his chest. "You've lost lot of blood." That shirt should've been red-soaked gray, not white. "But not yet."
He swallowed bile, closing his eyes so he couldn't see. "Will I?"
"If you want."
"I have a choice?"
"Everyone has a choice. Whether it matters..." It hummed thoughtfully for an everlasting moment, then whispered, "Adam. Open your eyes."
He did.
Everything hurt.
Title: Making Unreality
Pairing/Characters: Adam, Luna Lovegood
Rating (Word Count): PG-13, 100
Warning(s): Harry Potter crossover, language
Author's notes: Because the other one I wrote made my heart go "Ow." Thanks again to
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"What are you doing up there?"
"Looking for nargles!" Adam squinted at the blonde, British woman atop his bus. What the fuck? Marbles, maybe? That didn't make sense, either, until she added, "Lost mine."
Seriously, he thought. Saying it would've been mean; fuck knew how she'd react. "You need to get down, or—"
"Found 'em!" She slipped something into a jar, too tiny to see, then tucked it into her canvas bag. "Wouldn't want them stealing anything important, Mr. Lambert. Very sneaky creatures, nargles."
Before he could reply, she was gone, and a note fell from above.
It was real.
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