11 Works by chalcedony
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When Kris was little, the TV screen was the size of the world.
Its light glowed strangely through the kicked-up rubber soles of December’s combat boots on the coffee table, shining blue over the metal eyelets. In that moment, she looked like she should’ve been on the other side of the screen.
Kris watches music videos with December and thinks about clothing, identity, and freedom.
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“You wanna party it up?” Casey half-joked, swishing the Brew Dude bottle in her hand.
“It’s dumb when you put it like that,” Link complained, although ‘embarrassing’ was probably the better word. He was 19 years old; drinking pale ales and playing cribbage with his dad’s aunt probably wasn’t the most exciting way he could be spending his Saturday nights in a new city.
After moving north for college, Lincoln is having conflicted feelings about his dads—and his mom.
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Lincoln sat up, too. Damn it. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” Scary said, aiming for nonchalant but landing somewhere closer to dismissive. She fished around for any lie that sounded less pathetic than the truth. “My stomach kinda hurts. Girl stuff. I’m fine.”
“Okay,” Link conceded. After a moment’s hesitation, he asked, “Were you crying?”
Three nightmares, and three conversations Scary and Lincoln have after.
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- Part 2 of Post-Canon Gothcleats
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With the second chapter of his latest fake mascot marriage masterpiece pending publication and ridden with misspellings, Normal Oak is in desperate need of a beta reader. Luckily, a fellow San Dimas High School Teen takes interest: Hermie Unworthy, an apparent drama prodigy Normal has somehow never met. Through their subsequent email exchanges, Hermie proves to be the perfect beta... but is he really just in it for the love of the fic?
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Terry would never admit it, but both she and Link had been feeling the empty nest syndrome hard since their last foster kids had gotten permanently adopted. Link couldn’t even remember the last time they hadn’t had any kids in the house. The silence was nice, but the way it threw off his routine was not.
A part of Lincoln missed having kids of his own—the same part that had since he was sixteen.
A few months before the Teen High reunion, a new student, Jerry, joins Coach Lincoln's soccer team.
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- Part 1 of Post-Canon Gothcleats
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The most confusing part was that Coach Darnell looked like a normal adult, almost like Grant’s dad, but leaner and taller and darker in complexion. He wore the same ball cap and the same silver whistle around his neck.
Only then did Grant really take note of the wedding band on his left hand, glinting silver in the sun. Grant squinted into its bright light.
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- Part 1 of Silver Linings
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Laugh Lines by chalcedony for aximili_esgarrouth_isthill
Fandoms: Dungeons and Daddies (Podcast)
29 Jan 2024
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“Boys, boys,” Henry interjects, hiccuping between the words. He’s… he’s laughing. He’s laughing, and they’re his boys.
For once, Lark looks at his father, and he looks human.
Just a few years after Code Purple, Lark and Henry have to babysit Sparrow's kids together. Just for a moment, everything is going to be alright.
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He dreams about it a lot, his old life—his fake life, he tells himself; it was never real; it was never his—but he rarely remembers it when he wakes up. He tosses and turns and tries to piece the words together, forcing out illegible cursive memories in the margins of his soccer plays notebook.
Tonight, it’s different. Tonight, something slips through.
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"Me and the other moms—We had to do some bad things.”
“Carol,” Darryl said, laughing nervously, “no offense, but I’m sure everything we had to do is, like, ten times worse. I mean, I’ve had to… Well, it’s hard to—”
“I had sex with Henry Oak’s wife."
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The tree Goose Sy' brought Hen to wasn’t the tallest pine he’d ever seen, but it was definitely the tallest tree near Oakvale. He wondered if maybe it was the same one he’d seen through the tower window as a kid.
Scaling it proved a tedious task. The moon rose in the sky as he balanced, his lute tucked under one arm and a bottle of absinthe under the other.
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It was probably better for both of them if he kept his distance. She could have her family and her life, and he could maybe try to actually get better instead of reopening the same wounds.
But old habits die hard, he guessed, because now he was right back on Morgan Freeman’s doorstep.