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“It scares me, a little,” Naim said suddenly, soft as a confession.
Ryan frowned. Cigarettes forgotten, he shifted onto his side so he could look at Naim properly, but he didn’t speak. Not yet—he knew from the way Naim was frowning that he was trying to untangle the chaos in his brain.
“Now that we’ve gotten this far, it makes me… Hope.”
“... For more?”
Naim couldn’t meet his eyes, but Ryan didn’t push it.
“... Yeah.”
He didn’t think he could handle it if he met Naim’s eyes right now, either.
(A long conversation after sex, four years after the boys left that shithole of a town behind.)
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- Part 2 of gardenias on the tile
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14 Sep 2026
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“Family? Family doesn’t do what you did.” His vision is hazy, he tries to blink the moisture away. “You have no idea what the thing did to us… wanted to do to us. What it tried to do to me, like, multiple times,” Naim says. Sometimes, he can still feel phantom hands pulling at his belt, turning him over, smashing his face into walls, clawing at his hips. Fingers so deep in his throat they scratched his esophagus until he vomited blood. He sniffles. “Fucked up shit, Mum. So much of it.”
She reaches out to grab his hand. Naim doesn’t pull away. Tears fall for real now, hot and sticky, rolling down both his cheeks. “Mom, how could you do that to me?”
It’s Christmas eve. Naim’s present to his mother will be their first face to face conversation in almost five years.
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- Part 11 of All that's holy
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14 Sep 2026
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She really doesn’t look like a threat; as unassuming as her husband and sporting a kindly face, but the threat lingers, of letting Naim off with a stranger, of that stranger potentially leaving him alone anyway, of Naim getting hurt. They are both 18 now; no one can call the cops to take them away back to Bandee, so he supposes he should take comfort in that. Ryan is just so loath to leave him. Naim’s too trusting, too sweet, despite being burned again and again and again by adults acting in bad faith. They separate without touching, an unfamiliar sensation that sits under Ryan’s skin and buzzes with wrongness like flies in a trap.
Ryan hopes their house is warm. Naim gets cold so easily.
Naim falls ill. Ryan has to leave him with a stranger and go to work anyway.
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- Part 4 of All that's holy
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14 Sep 2026
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“It’s okay,” Naim said. There was still blood seeping from his mouth.
“No.” Ryan shook his head. He didn’t know where to touch Naim, didn’t know if he trusted himself to. Carefully he reached for his wrist, the closest thing, and pulled his hand from where it clenched white around the railing. “No, fuck. Come here—”
Ryan could see the ragged skin of the gash beneath Naim’s chin, the blood still dripping freely onto his collarbones. A deep wine-purple was blooming at his brow. And Ryan had done this, the real Ryan.
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In a moment of panic, Ryan mistakes Naim for the Entity.
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14 Sep 2026
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Ryan’s hands began to shake against his skin, and he made a noise at the back of his throat, like a frightened dog. It was then that Naim realized his mistake. He’d assumed Ryan didn’t want to touch him, but that wasn’t it. He was afraid to.
Or: Ryan's OCD flares up and Naim tries to help him through his fear of hurting Naim
title from family tree (intro) by ethel cain
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- Part 7 of leviticus healings
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14 Sep 2026