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VigBean Entry x2
Title: Fixation
Fandom: RPS~VigBean
Pairing: Sean Bean & Viggo Mortensen
Table/Prompt: Angsts/Prompt: #17 Red
Part I of II
Rated: PG
W/C: 205
Warnings: Graphic Descriptions of the physical aftermath of suicide
Squicks: See Above
Disclaimer: I do not know the true sexual preferences of these two men. No offense nor copyright infringement intended. Written for the amusement of a sick n twisted mind.
A/N: All written work remains property of original author.




The scene gruesome
Horrific at best
Crimson liquid splattered against pristine cream-colored walls
Thin trails of blood rolled slowly down like frail rain drops
Once beautiful set of golden locks of hair now matted with flesh and gray matter
Small pieces of shattered teeth strewn upon floor
embedded into wall
Lifeless body slumped over
gun still in hand
Usually rosy-colored cheeks now pasty white
Green eyes glazed over
Dull
Partially gray
Blood oozing from mouth created a crescent shaped pattern on the baby blue shirt turning it black

Slowly he became aware of patterns in the blood upon the wall
Smaller dots which splayed outward resembled star shapes
Clumps of pink-tinged flesh set against the largest stain reminded him of mountains majestically rising above a red lake
Although macabre the artist in him could not help but notice all the intricate details
Unable to stop staring he became fixated upon the morbid scene

No tears of sorrow fell
Screams of agony never echoed through once life-filled rooms
just a small accepting grin graced thin lips

No
He would not cry nor show remorse for his lover’s demise
Instead he decided it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen
Sean would suffer no more..

Title: The Reason
Prompt: #24 Story
Rated: PG
W/C: 180
Continuation of above post: Part II of II.


Summary: Sean's suicide note




Each inexcusable tragedy compounded by the next
This must stop
Where have I gone
Although my body is here
Other than hate I remain empty inside
A once free spirit
Lost somewhere now
Perhaps someone else is living for me
Once so full of life
Now just remnant of man
There is nothing left
Nothing
Happiness unachieved
Haven’t smiled for years and truly meant it
Such innate pleasures elude me
No more than a shell
Every last vestige of dignity ripped from clawing palms
What has become of me
My friend if you truly are one
I beg of thee
Crying your name
Pleading for your warm eyes and angelic voice to fall upon me once more
No return words were heard
How could you deny me
Your lack of concern was more than disheartening
It was frightening
Never believed you could be so cold
You either chose to begin to not care
Or you never did
Can’t accept what happened to me.. to us
How could you have forsaken me
Remaining so distant when I needed you the most