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blood on the freesia stalks by zillazumi
Fandoms: Twilight Series - Stephenie Meyer, Twilight Series - All Media Types, Twilight (Movies)
28 Jul 2026
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There are men turning up dead in the woods, and Chief of Police Charlie Swan has a job to do—figure out what, or who, left the poor bastards torn up as they are. Chief of Police Charlie Swan is too old for this mess. Too old and too sick of this shit to pretend Forks is just a sleepy old rural town anymore. Between the gruesome corpses and the quiet, unsettling doctor Cullen who shows up like a statue in pressed slacks, lying through his teeth, Charlie’s got more questions than answers—and no one seems too keen on giving him either.
Charlie’s trying not to notice how his breath catches when the doc gets too close. He’s also trying not to notice how the bodies keep piling up, unsolved. Neither effort is going particularly well.
And if one more person tells him it was a bear, he’s going to shoot something. Probably not a bear.
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Perhaps ironically, he'd look a lot like a man in the throes of religious ecstasy if not for the hard-on he's pressing down against his thigh.
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“You think with your dick,” Rust says, when Marty’s got him pinned back against the lockers. “You wanna fuck me same as you wanna beat the shit out of me, just to see if you can.”
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There was never a rivalry like theirs. For more than a decade they hated each other, and we loved them for it.
"You know, Ronaldo wasn't even supposed to be born. The poor thing, he was raised in squalor. Now he is the man every woman wants and every man wants to be. Many think of him as the greatest star of all time. Then came Messi; and he, quite frankly, is the greatest player the world has ever known. He always plays with a... I don't know how to say this, but with a ballsy intensity that none of us would have dared."
Stars of the night sky tend to keep to fixed orbits and never interfere with one another. Lionel Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo, stars of equal magnitude who ruled stadiums across the world, never played together, but they always circled each other, as if meant to be, right out of the corner of their eye.
"What was behind their feud? Why did they hate each other so much?"
"Feuds are never about hate; feuds are about pain."
Based on the concept of Ryan Murphy's "Feud" bc they're the modern day Joan Crawford and Bette Davis and I will die on this hill (someone should lock me up for writing this)
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If the Utopian victory comes at a cost, is it a Utopian victory at all?
And what if Daniil isn’t the one paying the price?