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Fast Cars, Capes, and a Chapter Dump

Okay guys. I am a horrible person and have been neglecting fic… if anyone is still interested, I have finished Fast Cars and will be posting the rest of it enmasse most likely wednesday evening or early next week. Capes is also finished and will also be updating soon. a

My only excuse for my laziness is laziness and real life being the mother of all bitches.

Anonymous

Anonymous asked:

I know you're working on bleed, fast cars, exc, but will we ever see a update to "capes"? If the answer is no, could you slip them back into the main story more? I'll be honest, the Auditore family drama doesn't interest me as much as the Malik/Desmond/Shaun/exc goings on.

there will be an update to capes shortly actually. I had to bring fast cars up  to a point that the upcoming chapters to that one wouldn’t spoil the ending to fast cars I’m really sorry I didn’t make that fact more widely known *begs forgiveness* I’m actually hoping to have at least six chapters for capes up by next week sometime and a few for fast cars as well. I’ve had some SERIOUS writer’s block  that was only broken tonight *thank Jeebus* and I’m pumping out the chapters as fast as I can! *wishes she had four more hands and two more laptops to do it all at once XD* But, yes. Capes will be updated very soon!

AU - The Journey We’ll Tell Our Children About

└ Altair discovers another ability of the Apple, time travel. After convincing Malik, they both travel to the future, but they get separated — Malik lands in New York, and Altair – in Galicia, Spain. Altair immediately starts looking for his companion, asking people whether they have seen him, while Malik, confused and lost, wanders around the city, not knowing what to do.

omg you beautiful creature… you have single handedly broken my writer’s block

I SERIOUSLY want to write this now (assuming it hasn’t already been written)

dear god you are perfection

(Source: altmaled)

FAST CARS SPOILER!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

“That’s it isn’t it, it was never about money. It was a sick—SICK game for you! Putting yourself in a position of authority, a place no one would suspect… Where you could tamper the evidence and anyone who accused you was discredited, swept under the fucking rug? It was a game a f-fucking power play wasn’t it—WASN’T IT!” He could feel his eyes burning, blurring out the world around him, blurring out that pale silver head and the blue eyes watching him. “Made you feel important… made you feel like a man? Big tough guy preying on women— on little KIDS.”

He could end it… so neatly, so quickly. It would be over in just a second, one squeeze—

He wanted to throw up, wanted to tighten his fingers and feel the familiar kickBOOM of a gun in his hand. Wanted the smell and taste of gunpowder and blood thick and grating and acidic to his senses. Wanted to make those eyes dim and dark and lifeless. He could feel the sun on his back, and the weight of his flack-jacket even though it was dark here in Chicago, and all he was wearing was a rain drenched t-shirt. His mind was elsewhere, elsewhen and the man in front of him was no longer familiar—and that gun felt so good in his hands.

Do it… that voice in his head whispered, soft and gentle and ancient. Do it, end this once and for all.

“That’s it,” he said, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes folding, light—mischief gleaming in those familiar, laughing orbs. “Good—you can feel it, can’t you. The power. Look at you, Altair, standing there with that gun in your hands—feels good doesn’t it… feels good to look down that barrel and see someone kneeling, listening, submitting to everything you say—Doesn’t that feel good? The power? I’d do anything, wouldn’t I? Anything you told me to do…” His hands were lowering catching on his own face, the left sliding down the length of his body. “It makes you feel good—makes you feel like God, doesn’t it—“ His left hand scraped roughly over the front of his slacks and there was such glee in his eyes, such wicked, sick glee Altair wanted to be sick. “Makes you feel ALIVE!”

Altair felt something wet running steadily down the length of his cheek and he stepped closer, raising the gun with both hands, his lips rolled back from the fence of his teeth; “Shut up… You twisted fuck, just shut up!”

And he laughed, kneeling there rubbing himself through his slacks one hand on his face, oh so innocently; “Or what? What are you going to do, Altair? Kill me? Yes… go ahead, kill me. Kill me and prove I’m right. Go on,” He said, such a pleasant almost loving smile on his face his eyes taunting; “Do it… Shut me up… Do it.”

Let’s Play a Game!

freelancesuicide:

theallpowerfuloz:

Five Little Known Facts about OZ… And one Lie… Or is it!

     1.) I’m fond of classical music and can play the violin.

     2.) I don’t eat pork or drink soda.

     3.) My first name is not actually Nora.

     4.) I actually have two siblings.

     5.) I flunked out of college.

     6.) I’ve met two famous authors and now hate both of them.

Okay, is anybody brave enough to do this as well? And, No Charlie you can’t do it yet because you cheat!

I do not cheat

Uh… Yeah you do, don’t lie.

Let’s Play a Game!

Five Little Known Facts about OZ… And one Lie… Or is it!

     1.) I’m fond of classical music and can play the violin.

     2.) I don’t eat pork or drink soda.

     3.) My first name is not actually Nora.

     4.) I actually have two siblings.

     5.) I flunked out of college.

     6.) I’ve met two famous authors and now hate both of them.

Okay, is anybody brave enough to do this as well? And, No Charlie you can’t do it yet because you cheat!

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