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I'm bored and restless. In the beginning stages of another epic Cain/Glitch story but far too fussy to focus on that alone.
Bring on the requests! Same limits apply as last time: Cain/Glitch or Ambrose/Cain; please no deathfic (at least not perma-death), bloodplay, etc. I'm pretty vanilla in my abilities! Make requests in the comments and I'll do my best to give you something for your time.
Bring on the requests! Same limits apply as last time: Cain/Glitch or Ambrose/Cain; please no deathfic (at least not perma-death), bloodplay, etc. I'm pretty vanilla in my abilities! Make requests in the comments and I'll do my best to give you something for your time.
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There's a song, called the "Origin of Love" and there's a verse that make me think of Glitch...I dunno why, but it does...
The Song:
http://www.lyricsondemand.com/h/hedwigandtheangryinchlyrics/originoflovelyrics.html
The Verse:
Last time I saw you
We had just split in two
You were looking at me
I was looking at you
You had a way so familiar
But I could not recognize
'Cause you had blood on your face
I had blood in my eyes
But I could swear by your expression
That the pain down in your soul
Was the same as the one down in mine, oh
That's the pain
That cuts a straight line down through the heart
We call it love
anything that is inspired by that...<3...
by the by...I love yous and your writings...they make me sooooo hapy!!!! wewt
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Hmm. A bit strange, and short.
The voice that escaped his mouth was no longer his, but the soft, restrained tones of a man whose name Glitch had long forgotten. It was him, but not him, not anymore. Ambrose was talking to Cain, but inside, he was alone with Glitch in a place even Raw could not touch.
Ambrose was staring at the man his other half had become and memories of his darkest day flooded them both. Nothing in this place was real but Glitch swore he felt himself double over with the pain of it. The sharp vision of looking at himself through terrified eyes, watching through a wash of blood flowing freely over his slack face.
The vision was obscure, violent and strange and it made no sense. Glitch could not be remembering this, as he had been forced to sleep. Somewhere in his mind, Ambrose must have been aware. The thought of such a horrible possibility brought him to his not real knees and he cried out in his mind.
Numbers spilled from his mouth. Somewhere far away, Cain pushed buttons and chuckled at their success.
Inside, Glitch shook with the intense passion and longing flowing from Ambrose as the two halves of his soul fused, if only for a fleeting moment before they were torn apart again when Raw's hand was knocked away.
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Re: Hmm. A bit strange, and short.
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Re: Hmm. A bit strange, and short.