#rainshatteredsky

from artist Maesnapdragon [ tumblr / tumblr / tumblr ]

with author Peppermint Poppy [ tumblr / ffn ]

Canonverse. She doesn’t give it much thought when the dreams start. Just random dreams, no? When she starts to see things while awake, she just chalks it up to being tired and stressed. When she learns something follows her through her mind, only then she begins to get worried. When Kim tells her, she has the same shit going on, she knows they have to start acting, and fast.

and with author rainshatteredsky [ ao3 / ffn ]

Summary: (1969) Elizabeth Thompson, age 18, has left the dirty streets of Brooklyn behind in favor of the polished suburbs of Long Island. Armed with a camera and a cynical world view, she tries to make amends with herself whilst traveling her new home. The idea that she could belong in such a lavish lifestyle seems preposterous, but then again, so does landing a man on the moon.

Warnings:  mentions of violence, dark themes, alcohol, cussing, depression

View Art by @rainshatteredsky: | Photography + Dress Design |

Read Story by @soulevansvevo and @l0chn3ss:  | AO3 | FFNET |

A bead of sweat rolled down the bridge of Elizabeth Thompson’s nose, bubbling at the tip and threatening to drip off the end into her waiting lap, but she didn’t notice. She barely registered the static of the television, the whir of the fan behind her blasting cold air on her neck, or even the chatter through the open window as her sister played outside in the yard; instead, her eyes were fixated on the events unfolding on the screen before her.

Liz wiped sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand and blinked for what felt like the first time in days as Buzz Aldrin took his first steps on the moon, the second human being to do so. Something in the back of her head registered this as the start of some new era, a giant leap for mankind and all, but it didn’t seem all that important , so instead she picked up the glass of lemonade on the end table beside her, cold beads of condensation rolling down the glass to the table below, and frowned at the television as she took a sip.

People weren’t meant to walk on the moon, that’s why the moon was in the sky and her feet were planted on solid earth, and yet there they were, taking the first steps on the ominous grey rock in the sky.

(If she were more honest with herself, she’d admit that she didn’t feel like she was on very solid earth at all.)

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from artist Rainshatteredsky [ tumblr ] with authors L0chn3ss & soulevansvevo [ ffn / ao3 ]

(1969) Elizabeth Thompson, age 18, has left the dirty streets of Brooklyn behind in favor of the polished suburbs of Long Island. Armed with a camera and a cynical world view, she tries to make amends with herself whilst traveling her new home. The idea that she could belong in such a lavish lifestyle seems preposterous, but then again, so does landing a man on the moon.