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11:32 PM EDT May 20, 2026: Faraquet - “The Missing Piece” From the album The View from This Tower (November 14, 2000) Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm –flowing not jagged –jazzy not concrete –kinetic not noodly and as emotional as it is cerebral, it’s still unquestionably postrock. Unique ot its genre and in its highest echelon
The Missing Piece read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/8eOCron by you_schmooze_you_lose The missing scene that would have changed everything and the magic that could stop the inevitable. Words: 586, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 14 of Feb Ficlets 2026 Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural) Relationships: Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester, Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Spoilers, Brother/Brother Incest, Sibling Incest, Incest, Polyamory, Open Relationships, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon Divergence, No Spoilers in Tags - Freeform, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fix It read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/8eOCron
there’s a silence in my life now that doesn’t feel like quiet. it feels like something missing. like a note that used to hum beneath everything—low, steady, grounding—and now it’s gone. and the song doesn’t sound right anymore. some people leave, and the world doesn’t pause. it keeps spinning, keeps demanding, keeps pretending it hasn’t just lost something irreplaceable. but i paused. i stopped. and i haven’t quite started again. there’s a version of me that only existed when they were around. a softness. a spark. a way of seeing the world that felt less like surviving and more like living. and when they faded, that version faded too. i didn’t know how much of me was built around their presence until the scaffolding collapsed. what remains is care—deep, unspoken, unshaken. not loud. not performative. just a quiet truth that lives in the marrow. life feels stuck. like the future was a thread tied to them, and when they unraveled, so did the map. i keep trying to redraw it. to find a way forward that doesn’t feel like betrayal. to move without the missing piece. some days i don’t. some days i just sit in the stillness and let the ache speak. but other days—quietly, clumsily—I go on. not because it’s easy. not because it’s healed. but because love, even in absence, is a kind of momentum. they’re not here. but they were. and that matters. that shapes me. that teaches me how to keep walking, even when the path feels broken. so i walk. with the missing. with the memory. with the love that doesn’t know how to fade.
Can you pick scenes from your WIPs that could be described with these emojis? 🫀⛓️🧩
I’m sorry this took me so long! These are all stories that are backburner WIPs so no promises about any of them seeing the light of day — 🫀 (I Did Not Want) These Ties That Bind — “I think I pity this poor bastard,” Cat said, leaning back in her chair to stare at him a bit more. Magnus fell into his seat now that he was done with his recitation. “He can always say no. My clause about coercion means that no one can be forced. Willing husbands only, please.” “There will be one, you must realize that,” Ragnor told him. “They are all, as a global species, frantic about this vision. They are not a people to back down from a challenge. You’ll have a list of applicants.” “The Clave may select their candidate and if he fails this is over,” Magnus reminded. His best friends stared at him. This was quite a bit of staring, actually. Did he sense disapproval? He sighed, “Please remember, this list isn’t meant to be followed. They’ll never find anyone to agree to these terms but even if they manage it, he won’t be able to follow it. I’m not including his death as a consequence for failure. None of my stipulations are anything like ‘whip yourself three times daily’ so the Clave can’t say that they’re not marriage based. Cook for me, be subservient to me, forsake all others. Those are marriage vows, aren’t they?” “And what are you going to do if someone does agree?” Cat asked him. She was frowning in what Magnus was choosing to take as concern. There was no need to be concerned. “No one will. If Ragnor is right and there actually is a candidate I imagine he’ll last a few days, fail, and then this can be over. The Shadowhunters tried, the Angels will see that. We can bring them around to the much more likely interpretation of this mysterious vision and they will hopefully throw themselves into friendship with a similar fervor.” Magnus was quite certain this would all go to plan. There was absolutely no need to worry. — ⛓️Untitled — Alec turned to flash him a little grin that melted Magnus’ heart. This was his husband . His husband of a full, glorious year. He didn’t know how he had gotten this lucky. There was some sort of metaphor here. They had given up their anniversary trip to deal with this detestable situation but here they were, manacled side by side. Although, if he was to be tied to Alec, he would prefer to have that happen somewhere with a bed. Perhaps a roaring fire and a bearskin rug. Being trapped and chained to a wall in a dungeon that was cold, dirty and damp really didn’t lend itself to much amorous feelings. — 🧩The Missing Piece — “You are not doing this, Jace.” Izzy said and it sounded like she was repeating herself. Like she had been saying these words over and over again. “You’ll be okay,” Jace promised her with something close to a smile. “You will. You have them now. You and Max will be okay. He’s leaving. I can feel it more and more every day and I can’t… I can’t feel it snap, Izzy, I can’t. Please don’t ask me to.” Were they the them that Jace meant? “This isn’t what he would want and you know it!” Izzy shouted. It nearly made Magnus flinch. She was so patient with Jace. She never raised her voice, never pushed him for more than he wanted to give. Hearing her shout at him now, hearing them fight, it only made this worse. Silently, Magnus sent a spell along the edge of the building about five feet down. Jace might jump but he wouldn’t fall to his death. He could tell them, announce it so Jace knew that it wasn’t going to happen so he had best get down, but Magnus didn’t. Jace could just try another method when their backs were turned. Interventions were rarely the right choice, in Magnus’ opinion, but if they were all here now, if this had to be happening, then they needed to use this moment to convince Jace to get down himself. To convince him to let them help finally. “Jace, please get down,” Clary called to him. He didn’t even look at her. Everything in him seemed wrapped up in Izzy’s eyes. “He’d understand,” Jace said to Izzy. Who is he ?
Preparing to liveblog Toonami , and spoilers are included. Blacklist the following tags… Toonami Invincible Fight Girl Formation! The Perm Gang Strikes Back! The Missing Piece Liveblogging starts at 11:00pm Central Time (12:00am Eastern Time) and come back once the episodes are done. Until then, viewer description is advised.
This episode of Invincible Fight Girl is done for the night. And so ends another Toonami night. See y’all tomorrow for the season premiere of The Great North with Toonami returning on January 11, good night! Stay safe, get vaccinated, and remember that you are loved, you’re beautiful, and ignore the haters!
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