Fenrir Cerebellion

Well, this is the last chapter of You&& that'll go up on cohost. I can't thank this site enough for being where this series could exist, could just spontaneously become a whole ass weekly posted novella and sequel. I don't think it could have happened like this anywhere else. I'm so glad this place has been here for me and for all of you.

I'll be moving my fiction onto my personal website, patreon (free), dreamwidth, and tumblr (SFW only) where I will continue to post future fiction, including the rest of You&& and more stories in this setting. Here's where all you can find me online (carrd).
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You&& (working title) is a queer novella about when home is other people, including the monsters lurking in the woods. Check out the about page here. You&& is a sequel to Sometimes The Mountain Buries You.

Ever just lie in the comfort of friends who laugh and care and are freely openly themselves so you can freely openly be yourself? That's the shit.

I'm going to keep posting chapters of You&& and other fiction on cohost until it becomes read-only. I'll be moving my fiction onto my personal website, patreon (free), dreamwidth, and tumblr (SFW only) where I will continue to post future fiction, including the rest of You&& and more stories in this setting. Here's where all you can find me online (carrd).
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You&& (working title) is a queer novella about when home is other people, including the monsters lurking in the woods. Check out the about page here. You&& is a sequel to Sometimes The Mountain Buries You.

Winter is relative downtime. Basin works more to make sure their car doesn't get snowed in than works extra hours on ranches. Less of their people travel in winter, less of their people come to their cabin to rest and rely on them. The second bedroom houses one consistent guest over the winter who leaves with the thaw and so overlaps their stay with Mark and Ghost's arrival for all of one evening the following breakfast.

The morning's plates are washed, dried, and put away by Mark and Ghost while Basin drops their consistent guest off at the decent town's bus. Mark and Ghost are lounging on the porch when Basin returns. They kick the underside of Mark's combat boots then drop to the porch themself.

"You good?" Ghost asks, offering a can of cider across Mark's chest.

Name a character Heather... give her a description of heather...
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You&& (working title) is a queer novella about when home is other people, including the monsters lurking in the woods. Check out the about page here. You&& is a sequel to Sometimes The Mountain Buries You.

Heather is an unimpressed kind of pissed sitting in Basin's kitchen with her arms crossing her chest. Her baseball cap sits on the cafe-turned-kitchen table, silver and grey flyaways escaping her low pony tail of ashen blonde.

Basin had to coax a livid Heather from shouting on their porch—"What do you mean they're not here?"—to unimpressed pissed in their kitchen.

"How's Jared?" Basin leans against the cupboard, kettle on the stove. "He looked pretty shocked."

not gonna lie, edited this one just barely on the far side of a real bad migraine. Let me know if the shifting motivations are legible, I'un think they are much.
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You&& (working title) is a queer novella about when home is other people, including the monsters lurking in the woods. Check out the about page here. You&& is a sequel to Sometimes The Mountain Buries You.

Basin helps you move to the bedroom that smells less of them. You considered declining the assistance but the splitting pain in your head increases as you consider changing location—more new things, everywhere. Hall, bedroom, bed, blanket, bedside table, lamp. Your groan turns into a bugle and Basin stands outside the door for a minute cradling their mug of tea until you call, "Yeah, sure, okay."

They tell you you're not their first. Pain; heart-weary and heart-ache.

It calms your residual anxiety about being so close to a human. About the danger that was someone stitching you back together. You know it's dangerous, it's lethal.