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@dellsiming.bsky.social
· Dec 7
I actually do really want to thank anyone that followed me over here from twitter
I know its been a while since ive shared my story and im sorry for so many unplanned hiatuses🥲
2024 has not been a great year for me so thank you for your patience 💛
I know its been a while since ive shared my story and im sorry for so many unplanned hiatuses🥲
2024 has not been a great year for me so thank you for your patience 💛
“And where do you plan to keep that thing?” Ren asked as they took the path back up to the house. “Our landlord is already getting sick of you piling motorcycles into the driveway.”
Lysander shrugged. “Don’t know, don’t care. It’s mine now.”
Lysander shrugged. “Don’t know, don’t care. It’s mine now.”
February 6, 2026 at 6:00 PM
“And where do you plan to keep that thing?” Ren asked as they took the path back up to the house. “Our landlord is already getting sick of you piling motorcycles into the driveway.”
Lysander shrugged. “Don’t know, don’t care. It’s mine now.”
Lysander shrugged. “Don’t know, don’t care. It’s mine now.”
The look that flitted across her face said she wanted to refuse. He knew the ‘I can do it all myself’ mentality well.
Slowly though, her posture relaxed. “Thank you… I’d appreciate that.”
He tapped a two fingered salute to his temple and set off in the direction his brother had gone.
Slowly though, her posture relaxed. “Thank you… I’d appreciate that.”
He tapped a two fingered salute to his temple and set off in the direction his brother had gone.
February 6, 2026 at 5:45 PM
The look that flitted across her face said she wanted to refuse. He knew the ‘I can do it all myself’ mentality well.
Slowly though, her posture relaxed. “Thank you… I’d appreciate that.”
He tapped a two fingered salute to his temple and set off in the direction his brother had gone.
Slowly though, her posture relaxed. “Thank you… I’d appreciate that.”
He tapped a two fingered salute to his temple and set off in the direction his brother had gone.
“When they’re finished here, I want the title to that Falcon.”
She paused a moment, sorting his words out in her head before giving him a tired smile. “Yes, sir.”
And then, “I can… make some calls. I have someone in mind I think would be able to help you. If she’ll agree.”
She paused a moment, sorting his words out in her head before giving him a tired smile. “Yes, sir.”
And then, “I can… make some calls. I have someone in mind I think would be able to help you. If she’ll agree.”
February 6, 2026 at 5:30 PM
“When they’re finished here, I want the title to that Falcon.”
She paused a moment, sorting his words out in her head before giving him a tired smile. “Yes, sir.”
And then, “I can… make some calls. I have someone in mind I think would be able to help you. If she’ll agree.”
She paused a moment, sorting his words out in her head before giving him a tired smile. “Yes, sir.”
And then, “I can… make some calls. I have someone in mind I think would be able to help you. If she’ll agree.”
She moved when they did, beginning to pace outside the garage door as they headed back towards the front of the building.
Before rounding the corner of the building though, Lysander turned back to her. “Áine.”
She stopped and met his eye once more.
Before rounding the corner of the building though, Lysander turned back to her. “Áine.”
She stopped and met his eye once more.
February 6, 2026 at 5:15 PM
She moved when they did, beginning to pace outside the garage door as they headed back towards the front of the building.
Before rounding the corner of the building though, Lysander turned back to her. “Áine.”
She stopped and met his eye once more.
Before rounding the corner of the building though, Lysander turned back to her. “Áine.”
She stopped and met his eye once more.
She wouldn’t let herself ask what she was supposed to do next, because that would be an admission that she had no idea how to continue on from here on her own.
“Clean house,” Lysander told her anyway. “Find people you trust and who trust you, then keep them close.”
“Clean house,” Lysander told her anyway. “Find people you trust and who trust you, then keep them close.”
February 6, 2026 at 5:00 PM
She wouldn’t let herself ask what she was supposed to do next, because that would be an admission that she had no idea how to continue on from here on her own.
“Clean house,” Lysander told her anyway. “Find people you trust and who trust you, then keep them close.”
“Clean house,” Lysander told her anyway. “Find people you trust and who trust you, then keep them close.”
“Give us five minutes to get back up to the house and then call the police. You heard the shots from the house, came down here, but couldn’t bring yourself to open the door.”
Áine nodded, swallowing thickly. “What do I—?” She stopped herself short.
Áine nodded, swallowing thickly. “What do I—?” She stopped herself short.
February 6, 2026 at 4:45 PM
“Give us five minutes to get back up to the house and then call the police. You heard the shots from the house, came down here, but couldn’t bring yourself to open the door.”
Áine nodded, swallowing thickly. “What do I—?” She stopped herself short.
Áine nodded, swallowing thickly. “What do I—?” She stopped herself short.
No matter what she had said, she would still grieve her brother, in some small way anyway. Maybe she wouldn’t even realize she was doing it when it happened, but she would grieve nonetheless.
She didn’t need a picture to put to those thoughts.
She didn’t need a picture to put to those thoughts.
February 6, 2026 at 4:30 PM
No matter what she had said, she would still grieve her brother, in some small way anyway. Maybe she wouldn’t even realize she was doing it when it happened, but she would grieve nonetheless.
She didn’t need a picture to put to those thoughts.
She didn’t need a picture to put to those thoughts.
The stare he settled her with was heavy and painfully knowing—the look of someone far more familiar with death than they cared to be.
Her mouth opened as if to argue, but no words rose to the surface. She just blinked, shut her mouth again, and took a step back.
Her mouth opened as if to argue, but no words rose to the surface. She just blinked, shut her mouth again, and took a step back.
February 6, 2026 at 4:15 PM
The stare he settled her with was heavy and painfully knowing—the look of someone far more familiar with death than they cared to be.
Her mouth opened as if to argue, but no words rose to the surface. She just blinked, shut her mouth again, and took a step back.
Her mouth opened as if to argue, but no words rose to the surface. She just blinked, shut her mouth again, and took a step back.
She was upset in an instant, but he understood that. “Are you saying I can’t handle it?”
He shook his head calmly. “I’m saying you shouldn’t try to handle it if you don’t have to.”
He shook his head calmly. “I’m saying you shouldn’t try to handle it if you don’t have to.”
February 6, 2026 at 4:01 PM
She was upset in an instant, but he understood that. “Are you saying I can’t handle it?”
He shook his head calmly. “I’m saying you shouldn’t try to handle it if you don’t have to.”
He shook his head calmly. “I’m saying you shouldn’t try to handle it if you don’t have to.”
Áine moved as if she was going to press the code into the keypad at the door.
Lysander put an arm out in front of her and she stopped, turning a confused eye on him.
“Don’t.”
Lysander put an arm out in front of her and she stopped, turning a confused eye on him.
“Don’t.”
February 6, 2026 at 3:45 PM
Áine moved as if she was going to press the code into the keypad at the door.
Lysander put an arm out in front of her and she stopped, turning a confused eye on him.
“Don’t.”
Lysander put an arm out in front of her and she stopped, turning a confused eye on him.
“Don’t.”
They could ensure the police wouldn’t look too closely with a few calls and bank transfers, but it still had to appear real.
Finneas and Daelan had argued. In his anger, Finneas had taken a shot and, upon realising what he had done, ended things before guilt or the police could catch him.
Finneas and Daelan had argued. In his anger, Finneas had taken a shot and, upon realising what he had done, ended things before guilt or the police could catch him.
February 6, 2026 at 3:30 PM
They could ensure the police wouldn’t look too closely with a few calls and bank transfers, but it still had to appear real.
Finneas and Daelan had argued. In his anger, Finneas had taken a shot and, upon realising what he had done, ended things before guilt or the police could catch him.
Finneas and Daelan had argued. In his anger, Finneas had taken a shot and, upon realising what he had done, ended things before guilt or the police could catch him.
They’d used the few minutes it took her to walk down to the garage from the house setting their scene; cleaning finger prints from a gun, positioning it in Finneas’ dominant hand in a way that looked believable, wiping Lysander’s prints from the doorknob and the hood of the Falcon.
February 6, 2026 at 3:15 PM
They’d used the few minutes it took her to walk down to the garage from the house setting their scene; cleaning finger prints from a gun, positioning it in Finneas’ dominant hand in a way that looked believable, wiping Lysander’s prints from the doorknob and the hood of the Falcon.
Áine was coming around the side of the building when Lysander and Ren exited, shutting the door firmly behind themselves.
“Done?” was all she asked, but Lysander could hear the tense edge to her voice.
He nodded.
“Done?” was all she asked, but Lysander could hear the tense edge to her voice.
He nodded.
February 6, 2026 at 3:03 PM
Áine was coming around the side of the building when Lysander and Ren exited, shutting the door firmly behind themselves.
“Done?” was all she asked, but Lysander could hear the tense edge to her voice.
He nodded.
“Done?” was all she asked, but Lysander could hear the tense edge to her voice.
He nodded.
“Tell Daelan I said thanks for the new car the next time you see him.”
February 4, 2026 at 6:31 PM
“Tell Daelan I said thanks for the new car the next time you see him.”
Movement in his peripheral had Finneas’ head snapping to the side, the man yelping when he realized Lysander was beside him.
“Elliot, please man—!”
Ren’s hands knotted in the front of his shirt kept him in place as Lysander pressed the barrel to his temple.
“Elliot, please man—!”
Ren’s hands knotted in the front of his shirt kept him in place as Lysander pressed the barrel to his temple.
February 4, 2026 at 6:15 PM
Movement in his peripheral had Finneas’ head snapping to the side, the man yelping when he realized Lysander was beside him.
“Elliot, please man—!”
Ren’s hands knotted in the front of his shirt kept him in place as Lysander pressed the barrel to his temple.
“Elliot, please man—!”
Ren’s hands knotted in the front of his shirt kept him in place as Lysander pressed the barrel to his temple.
“What the fuck are you two doing?” he hissed incredulously, a finger in his chest pushing him back towards a waiting Lysander.
“Just business,” Ren shrugged, “You two were pissing even 𝘮𝘦 off. Do you know how hard that is to do?”
“Silas—!”
“Not my name.”
“Just business,” Ren shrugged, “You two were pissing even 𝘮𝘦 off. Do you know how hard that is to do?”
“Silas—!”
“Not my name.”
February 4, 2026 at 6:00 PM
“What the fuck are you two doing?” he hissed incredulously, a finger in his chest pushing him back towards a waiting Lysander.
“Just business,” Ren shrugged, “You two were pissing even 𝘮𝘦 off. Do you know how hard that is to do?”
“Silas—!”
“Not my name.”
“Just business,” Ren shrugged, “You two were pissing even 𝘮𝘦 off. Do you know how hard that is to do?”
“Silas—!”
“Not my name.”
They’d not shut the door behind themselves, but Ren had appeared to block the frame, Finneas all but bouncing off of him when they collided.
“Don’t make this harder than it has to be,” Ren told him, voice steely.
“Don’t make this harder than it has to be,” Ren told him, voice steely.
February 4, 2026 at 5:45 PM
They’d not shut the door behind themselves, but Ren had appeared to block the frame, Finneas all but bouncing off of him when they collided.
“Don’t make this harder than it has to be,” Ren told him, voice steely.
“Don’t make this harder than it has to be,” Ren told him, voice steely.
Daelan had hit the floor before the sound of the gunshot stopped reverberating around the room.
Finneas took only a second to look at his fallen friend, drag wide eyes up to Lysander’s face, and then turn to bolt.
He knew exactly what this was and what was supposed to happen next.
Finneas took only a second to look at his fallen friend, drag wide eyes up to Lysander’s face, and then turn to bolt.
He knew exactly what this was and what was supposed to happen next.
February 4, 2026 at 5:30 PM
Daelan had hit the floor before the sound of the gunshot stopped reverberating around the room.
Finneas took only a second to look at his fallen friend, drag wide eyes up to Lysander’s face, and then turn to bolt.
He knew exactly what this was and what was supposed to happen next.
Finneas took only a second to look at his fallen friend, drag wide eyes up to Lysander’s face, and then turn to bolt.
He knew exactly what this was and what was supposed to happen next.
“Still your favorite then?” Daelan asked with a laugh. “I thought the Boss might be able to snag your attention—”
They were halfway to him when Lysander pulled the gun from his waistband and fired.
They were halfway to him when Lysander pulled the gun from his waistband and fired.
February 4, 2026 at 5:15 PM
“Still your favorite then?” Daelan asked with a laugh. “I thought the Boss might be able to snag your attention—”
They were halfway to him when Lysander pulled the gun from his waistband and fired.
They were halfway to him when Lysander pulled the gun from his waistband and fired.
Daelan seemed to have an affinity for Fords, but Lysander couldn’t fault him there.
He ran a hand over the hood of the Falcon, drinking in the GT Gold, not looking up when the back door opened once more.
He ran a hand over the hood of the Falcon, drinking in the GT Gold, not looking up when the back door opened once more.
February 4, 2026 at 5:00 PM
Daelan seemed to have an affinity for Fords, but Lysander couldn’t fault him there.
He ran a hand over the hood of the Falcon, drinking in the GT Gold, not looking up when the back door opened once more.
He ran a hand over the hood of the Falcon, drinking in the GT Gold, not looking up when the back door opened once more.
It was almost enough for Lysander to forget why he was there in the first place.
He spotted his car, parked on the left, nestled between a Charger and a Mustang Boss 302, and Lysander’s thoughts drifted to what a good year nineteen sixty nine had been for the racing industry.
He spotted his car, parked on the left, nestled between a Charger and a Mustang Boss 302, and Lysander’s thoughts drifted to what a good year nineteen sixty nine had been for the racing industry.
February 4, 2026 at 4:45 PM
It was almost enough for Lysander to forget why he was there in the first place.
He spotted his car, parked on the left, nestled between a Charger and a Mustang Boss 302, and Lysander’s thoughts drifted to what a good year nineteen sixty nine had been for the racing industry.
He spotted his car, parked on the left, nestled between a Charger and a Mustang Boss 302, and Lysander’s thoughts drifted to what a good year nineteen sixty nine had been for the racing industry.
Stepping inside, he heard his breath catch, pulse suddenly roaring in his ears.
Eight cars lined the right and left, angled towards the sliding doors. They were all pristine, paint fresh and rims glinting in the bright fluorescent lights.
Tools along the wall said Daelan maintained them himself.
Eight cars lined the right and left, angled towards the sliding doors. They were all pristine, paint fresh and rims glinting in the bright fluorescent lights.
Tools along the wall said Daelan maintained them himself.
February 4, 2026 at 4:30 PM
Stepping inside, he heard his breath catch, pulse suddenly roaring in his ears.
Eight cars lined the right and left, angled towards the sliding doors. They were all pristine, paint fresh and rims glinting in the bright fluorescent lights.
Tools along the wall said Daelan maintained them himself.
Eight cars lined the right and left, angled towards the sliding doors. They were all pristine, paint fresh and rims glinting in the bright fluorescent lights.
Tools along the wall said Daelan maintained them himself.
It was some sort of old aircraft hanger, though where a plane was supposed to go in such thick trees, he had no idea.
The massive sliding doors were shut and padlocked, but a door at the back of the building had a keypad that Daelan had texted him the code to.
The massive sliding doors were shut and padlocked, but a door at the back of the building had a keypad that Daelan had texted him the code to.
February 4, 2026 at 4:15 PM
It was some sort of old aircraft hanger, though where a plane was supposed to go in such thick trees, he had no idea.
The massive sliding doors were shut and padlocked, but a door at the back of the building had a keypad that Daelan had texted him the code to.
The massive sliding doors were shut and padlocked, but a door at the back of the building had a keypad that Daelan had texted him the code to.
Though Daelan’s apartment was close to the arms plant, the Thomas family home was just outside the city, where skyscrapers turned back into trees and stars fought to be visible once more.
The garage itself sat further back into the trees, down a winding road that obscured it from the main house.
The garage itself sat further back into the trees, down a winding road that obscured it from the main house.
February 4, 2026 at 4:00 PM
Though Daelan’s apartment was close to the arms plant, the Thomas family home was just outside the city, where skyscrapers turned back into trees and stars fought to be visible once more.
The garage itself sat further back into the trees, down a winding road that obscured it from the main house.
The garage itself sat further back into the trees, down a winding road that obscured it from the main house.
The drive was silent.
Perhaps it should have elicited some sort of emotion in him, the fact that nerves had long since stopped playing a factor in this sort of thing, even for his brother.
For some reason, he couldn’t convince himself to care.
Perhaps it should have elicited some sort of emotion in him, the fact that nerves had long since stopped playing a factor in this sort of thing, even for his brother.
For some reason, he couldn’t convince himself to care.
February 4, 2026 at 3:45 PM
The drive was silent.
Perhaps it should have elicited some sort of emotion in him, the fact that nerves had long since stopped playing a factor in this sort of thing, even for his brother.
For some reason, he couldn’t convince himself to care.
Perhaps it should have elicited some sort of emotion in him, the fact that nerves had long since stopped playing a factor in this sort of thing, even for his brother.
For some reason, he couldn’t convince himself to care.