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We Can Be Heroes [2/?]

Title: We Can Be Heroes [2/?]
Pairings: Eventual Eames/Arthur
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Notes: Beta'd by avidlie
Summary: The touching story of a young boy who takes the law into his own hands and manages to kill a lot of people while he's at it.

He has vague memories of moving down the busy street in the middle of the night, one hand loosely pressed against his abdomen, the other slung around the broad shoulders of someone who appears to be carrying him.Collapse )

We Can Be Heroes [1/?]

Title: We Can Be Heroes [1/?]
Pairings: Eventual Eames/Arthur
Rating/Warnings: PG-13. There's blood, there's violence, there's swearing and spandex-related anger...
Notes: Beta'd by avidlie
Summary: The touching story of a young boy who takes the law into his own hands and manages to kill a lot of people while he's at it.

There is a perfectly good reason for why he is bleeding to death in an alley.Collapse )

Story time

So.

Ailidh and I were in a relationship. Which went on for two years. I, being a manipulative bitch, was incredibly jealous and territorial and basically if she went out with friends I flipped shit and it was bad because I was delusional and under the impression that she would cheat on me. Because, like I said, I'm a manipulative bitch.

When Ailidh broke up with me I felt wronged. This was probably because we were engaged and I was under the impression that me being a horrible human being to her, basically controlling her life by demanding that we talk frequently and by throwing this bitchfit every time she went anywhere wouldn't impact our relationship at all.

I was wrong to feel wronged. I was also wrong to attempt to garner sympathy because in reality, I had it coming. And Ailidh didn't deserve to put up with my shit anymore. I mean, I was in a bad place, and have been in a bad place, and people shouldn't be in relationships when they're in a bad place. This isn't an attempt to justify my actions at all, I mean, I was a really horrible girlfriend/fiance and she was totally justified in leaving me. Looking back on it, I was horrible to her.

I'm happy for her and her new girlfriend. I hope they have a good life together, and I apologize for everything that I did wrong in relation to our relationship and any contact we had following our breakup. I do realize that I need to do some serious work on myself, my personality, and my treatment of others if I ever desire to pursue another serious relationship, and cannot even begin to describe how sorry I am for making Ailidh be the person to make me realize that.

Am I a better person for apologizing? No. Because I made that other post which only goes to show you how delusional and manipulative and horrible I actually am. Am I attempting to learn from my mistakes? Yes. Is it too late for me to save any face at all? Yes.

So, just so y'all are aware, I am probably some kind of crazy, am a horrible human being, and hold all responsibility for my actions and for making two years of Ailidh's life hell.

edit: made public because privacy is a privilege I should not be allowed to have at this point in time.

edit x 2: I should also note that because I am an egotistical drama queen, I deleted the post I am referencing in here in which one of Ailidh's friends basically revealed the truth about how horrible the two years of our relationship were for Ailidh. I deleted it first to save face, and now that I've posted this I hope I've covered everything. If there's something I've forgotten, please let me know and I will add it in.

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Title: The Happiest Day of the Year
Rating: PG
Summary: Arthur's birthday party.
Notes: Descriptions of party-related things are taken from the Pooh Party Book.

It's my birthday. The happiest day of the year.Collapse )
Title: What the Hand Dare Seize the Fire?
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Very subtle Eames/Arthur
Warning: Dark themes, violent imagery
Summary: It takes Eames several visits to realize something is amiss.
Notes: This made a brief appearance over the weekend, and then I took it down. After some debating, I've put it back up again.

There are no work men, nor are there flyers to be passed around.Collapse )