magic_fratboy: (emote - look up)
It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.

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Something was wrong with her. Something had to be wrong with her.

Seated at the bar, Rose barely heard the music pulsing through the air, thick as soup and heavy as a Santa Ana wind. The club was warm, but she was just chilly enough to be uncomfortable, goosebumps raised on her bare arms as she swallowed tears back yet again. The drink in front of her was untouched, but she couldn’t stop staring at it.

Serving the Power: Rose... )

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 1,096
magic_fratboy: (emote - eating)
Myths which are believed in tend to become true.

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NOTE: Zee is [livejournal.com profile] zee_ali and used without permission but lots of love and adoration. And cookies. :p

“Has this been happening…a lot?”

Blushing beet red as he stood in the food court of The Secret Garden of Siegfried and Roy, Tommy flashed Ziyah an apologetic smile as he signed the cover of a magazine, handing it back to the awestruck teenager that had meekly asked for his autograph. “Uh…to be honest? A lot since Buried Alive.” He confessed.

“I’m noticing, yeah.” )

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 648
magic_fratboy: (zee - i will be your witness)
NOTE: Zee is [livejournal.com profile] zee_ali and is used with knowledge of her mun, and much undying love. :P

Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shared what I've made
I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you


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She doesn’t say a word or comment…she just touches the first tiny mark on his back and starts counting the scars.

In truth, he’d forgotten about them the second he laid eyes on her. Now, in the privacy of their borrowed bed, she’s mapping the first line of five nail marks forming a neat grid on his back. Under her touch, her unasked question, heat floods him but not with arousal.

It’s the sting of every single scar, wound, and bruise come to life in a single instant. It’s four months of emptiness and solitude converging on him in a single instant, making him relive that daily struggle for survival.

“Tell me.”

“Zee…” )

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 478
magic_fratboy: (fraternity - after a fight)
The walls start breathing
My mind's unweaving
Maybe it's best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the final blow.

When darkness turns to light,
It ends tonight
It ends tonight.


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In the scattered shadows of the city, he feels a storm brewing.

The Darkness doesn’t toe the line anymore, but random violence still plagues his streets, evil he takes it upon himself to bring to the law’s front door or dispatch on his own. These are the cases Catherine and her team never see, the brutality and death he averts by shining light where it’s needed…banishing the night that calls to him.

It’s the dark that spawns his visions, and the dark brings forth a sense of things to come. The waters are muddy, clouded and dim, but still the light shines. His body is battered and weak, his soul is bruised and aching yet somewhere in the haze he can feel the heat of the sun to ease his sore muscles and soothe his troubled thoughts. There’s comfort coming, but it’s all in the dark.

He doesn’t understand it, not even knowing that she’s out there... )

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 472
magic_fratboy: (magic - enter my world)
“Thank you so much, Mr. Karras!”

“Please, call me Tommy.”

“Of course…Tommy.”

“Holy cow! Seth, look! It’s The Avatar, Tommy Karras!”


Tommy was almost grateful he was blushing so hard as he handed another autograph back to one of the small cluster that had formed around him in the middle of the casino. Lord knew hit made him look twice as healthy as he felt. He looked pale and tired, he knew, but he was feeling better with every passing second in the company of humans…healing was a long ways off, but he could already feel the solid road to recovery beneath his feet.

Now if everyone would stop using that stupid nickname…

Accepting another copy of his Buried Alive advertisement, he looked up from signing it to peer into the depths of the Revolution Lounge for some sign of Rachel. He couldn’t exactly look for her energy, he’d never felt it before, but the telltale head of red hair ought to be obvious enough…

“Hey, Tommy! Do something!”

“Yeah, please? Can we see one trick?”


Blushing harder, he laughed and shook his head as he finished another autograph, but all it got him was a chorus of cheers and applause that only fed his strength. If he drew on the group, he could probably manage something small, but what the hell was he gonna do that would hold up under scrutiny?

Figuring that he couldn’t go wrong with a classic, he grinned and finally sighed, motioning to the crowd. “Okay, fine! All right, let’s see if I can do something…but you guys gotta let me head over to Revolution, alright? I’m meetin’ somebody!”

Only a little surprisingly, he managed to wrangle the small group into an orderly cluster following him into the lounge. Heading straight up to the bar, he waved to the bartender when he caught sight of a flash of red in the corner, sipping a drink at a comfortably secluded table.

“Hey!” he called out, waving at Rachel with a smile as she turned at the sound of her name. Beckoning her over, he turned to the expectant group huddling around him.

“C’mon, guys…make some room, that’s the friend I’m meeting.” He instructed the two women at his elbow, who reluctantly made some room as Rachel made her way over to his side.

Reaching out to wrap her in a friendly hug, he drew back with a mischievous grin, gesturing to her drink. “Good to see ya, babe…glad you could join the party. Now check it out, if I can borrow whatever you’re drinkin’? Me and my new friends here can give you a welcome to Las Vegas that you’re never gonna forget.”

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 450
magic_fratboy: (emote - evil look)
How can I decide what's right?
When you're clouding up my mind
Can't win your losing fight all the time
Not gonna ever own what's mine


The house was still a shambles. A week in his new home, and there were still boxes to unpack, furniture to rearrange and incidentals to put away. With the exception of a few pieces, he’d left most of his furniture back in LA, sold along with the loft. Naturally, Sassy had sent along a good part of it, except for a few items that were, in her words, “too tacky to live.” And the futon in his guest room, which she co-opted for herself.

The black corduroy couch now sat in his living room, along with a single floor lamp and an overturned box serving as his coffee table. Stretched out on the couch with May in his arms, sucking contentedly on her bottle, Tommy surveyed the desolate scene with a grim eye.

She should have been there. )

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 640
magic_fratboy: (magic - enter my world)
The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear, for newer and richer experience.

Takes place during this.

The world is a vast and open place filled with the opportunities of a thousand lifetimes and the promise of countless days with uncertain outcomes and predetermined futures. It’s the only true perpetual motion machine, never going still or silent as billions of hearts beat and trillions of dreams are born and slaughtered by the relentless machinations of time and space.

The limitless potential and beauty of this complicated structure of humanity, destiny, and divinity defies any words. There is no description for it, no way to give it shape and meaning in the human psyche. Language makes these delineations between one thing and another possible, but language is too small a thing to encompass the greatest cosmic secrets that mankind has been chasing for countless centuries.

These complicated ideas and concepts sit at the heart of the most basic human emotion and the simplest pattern of thoughts an individual can have. They are the seed that they spring from, universal truths that the building blocks of life are crafted from. Three words…that’s all it takes to condense everything into a notion that human minds can grab hold of, allowing these seeds to take root and give life.

Three words unlock the answers to the questions we would ask of God on our day of judgment. Three words make all things possible.

It could happen.

Tommy Karras never understood the breadth and the splendor of Hope’s most fundamental shape until he felt a long sought connection open inside of him with enough force to break, not open the shackles on his hands and feet. It fed him with an energy he didn’t think he could ever feel, a purity of power and intent that was so strong it shattered the coffin lid over him instead of simply unlatching it.

Sitting straight up in the middle of the warehouse where he was rehearsing, he felt like a live conductor for pure power as he turned to seek out Carbone’s gaze nearby.

“Dude, is that…?”

Watching his cousin, Carbone’s features lit up with the same smile that was on Tommy’s face as they felt Baileigh’s heart speak to them through the very force that animated them.

Something could shake loose. A name could click…it could happen.

Hopping out of the coffin, Tommy walked over and high-fived Carbone with a broad smile.

“Dude, that shit’s better than sex.”

“Hey, I can say that. You can’t.”

“Whatever, man. Help me clean up all this broken glass…I wanna go see her, see what caused this.” Tommy laughed, feeling truly jubilant for the first time in weeks. “If she can feel this way now, then there’s still hope we can get her back. C’mon!”

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 449
magic_fratboy: (emote - standing tall)
7 People I Believe In:

1 - Sassy. She's my best friend and the brightest star I've ever met. Me and my Frat brothers call her 'Jump Start' behind her back, 'cause hanging with her's a metaphysical hit of adrenaline, no shit. I believe in her 'cause she is belief. Her faith is pure and just amazing.

2 - Baileigh. She's one of the strongest people I know, and I have no doubt she can do anything she wants. Her potential is limitless, and she's one of my personal examples of reaching for the stars. When I need to be reminded of just why I fight and who I fight for, I think of her. She's a hero in her heart and soul, and I have absolute faith that she'll find her happily ever after.

3 - Sal. He doesn't know it? But he's a gift. Zee took on the band mostly 'cause of him...the man has his demons but he'll overcome all of them. I see what the future holds for that guy, and I have no doubt he'll meet every challenge and kick ass all the way. His music, his heart, they make the world a better place just by existing.

4 - Ryder. Whatever shit hand the past dealt him, whatever shit he's done in the here and now...I believe he's a good man. Period.

5 - Mayilia. Could be I'm biased, could be I got stars in my eyes, but I know my kid's gonna be someone truly great. She's special, I know it...and she's only about a month old.

6 - Farah. She was Zee's best friend, and new owner of her clubs. She's got a lot of heart and a lot to offer everyone she meets. She's not shy about sharing her warmth with others, or sharing a piece of her mind with you if ya piss her off, and I know Zee did right in leaving her the thing that was most important to her outside of her family. I have faith she'll do amazing things.

7 - Zee. She ain't with us anymore...but something in me still believes she's around, and I don't know why. I almost wish I couldn't feel her...but I believe I feel this way for a reason. No matter how bad, good, or wrong, I believe in her. I have to.

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