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parisa kamali. ([personal profile] multiverse) wrote2024-06-08 11:33 pm

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[personal profile] hymen 2025-01-02 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ from years β€” a lifetime β€” of experience, it is incredibly obvious when someone is mad at him. the issue gets bumped down when she starts talking about eating birds, and the novel gets bleaker by the second. ]

Stop. [ he holds up a hand as if she's paying any attention to what he's doing, exchanging a glance with the toilet and wondering if he should take a turn throwing up his guts after what she just said. ] It was raw? Like, you hunted a bird just to eat it? Did it taste good?

[ this is bullshit, and he won't do this anymore without a drink. he pushes to his feet and leaves her in the bathroom, busying himself with pouring them two glasses of whatever the staff has restocked them with β€” bourbon today, because parisa's favorite red just doesn't seem strong enough right now.

he returns not just with the drink, but also holding one of his silky pajama tops, dark blue fabric rippling like water, because her present outfit is wrinkly and wet and has little flecks of blood scattered across it.
]

Do you want help changing? [ he hangs the shirt on a golden hook and hands her the drink. ] People have blackouts all the time. Point to them, please. I'm not getting my memories back, either. I tried to, with Hawk. I made him... I made him recreate exactly what we did, hoping that it would jog my memory, and all that happened was I figured out he's fucked up, too. In a different, irrelevant to this conversation way.

It's like you and your β€” bird. So far it hasn't been that bad. I haven't done anything I can't come back from. But eventually, I could hurt someone. Eventually, you could eat someone. What if you do eat me? What if you wake up and I'm trying to gut you? Is anyone going to point out that none of us should be alive?

[ then β€” ] You can't permanently be in my mind. That's humiliating. What about when I'm fantasizing about Martha Stewart?
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[personal profile] hymen 2025-01-02 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it should be an easy answer. yes. sure. probably. of course it did, because it always does. but the truth is he doesn't know. the truth is he had no plans to fuck hawkins fuller that night, because he hadn't fucked him since coming back from the dead β€” until then β€” because hawk fucked danny and then got himself murdered what apparently was seconds later, and embry is having a pathetically awful time getting over anything that's ever happened in the last several months.

the second time was worse. so much worse, because he thinks he forced hawk into it, his demented reenactment of the first time, and now? now he's not talking to hawk at all.

did it feel good? he looks at parisa with a vacant expression that only barely covers the depth of his mistakes behind one simple question.
]

I'm swearing off gay men.

[ much more compelling is unzipping parisa from her dress, letting it fall to the bathroom floor and then being faced with the sight of her. why she's standing there, unmoving, watching him in the nude, is a mystery for another day; he doesn't think about that. he is presently occupied with thoughts of how fucking hot she is, which is a thing technically impossible to forget when he's around her, and yet it's not always at the forefront of his mind. parisa has become a household staple, like a cat, like a sister, and so when he remembers that she's actually mind-numbingly gorgeous, it's like christmas all over again.

the scar is only the third or fourth thing he sees. there are, literally, so many more interesting things to look at. he doesn't hate parisa's scar like she does, because he has one of his own, and embry loves nothing more than someone else sharing in his misery. he hates being alone in anything, after all.
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We'll ignore that you just diagnosed me, a perfectly stable and healthy young man, with ten different disorders. [ why focus on "should"? because they should. ] If you want to tie me up, Parisa, you can do that any time of the day. But for the record, you can't tie me up every single night. If once a month is the pattern, I still don't know what day of the month.

[ he scoffs. a reason he went after hawk and danny. as if he's fucking obsessed with them, or something. shut up. ]

It happens at night, after I fall asleep. I'm pretty sure I'm sleepwalking. Hawk said he didn't notice me acting any different, really. I was just quieter than usual, but I was responding. That's the fucked up part. People won't know that it's not me. [ he gestures toward her with his glass. ] And what about you? When you get the urge to go all cannibal again, are you gonna call me?
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[personal profile] hymen 2025-01-19 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ a sexy concept, made less so by the idea of his forced captivity (although there's something sexy in that, too). it's not enough to keep him from sinking into a sour mood as he considers all the ways this could go very wrong. he could pick up a vase and crack parisa's skull open. he could have mind-blowing sex that he'll never remember having. both of these options are devastating. ]

I'll do it if you can put safety measures in place. [ he is not stumbling upon any more corpses of anyone he cares about. he no longer has the constitution for the amount of death the house demands, and he wonders how he ever did during the war. ] Neither of us can predict what I might do, so something in that big brain of yours has to be able to stop me.

[ he grimaces at the thought of parisa sinking her perfect white teeth into bambi's throat, but then finds the thought of her traipsing into the woods to catch her furry, wiggling dinner ludicrous at best. he considers offering to do the dirty work for her, but hunting rabbits feels equally ludicrous for himself. ]

Ash wanted to live in the country and raise animals. I could probably convince him to take care of your livestock collection. [ a purse of his lips. ] Well, if he knew you were just gonna kill them in the freakiest way possible, he might not want to do it.

The ducks and rabbits are pretty easy to feed, if you need something to come quick.