HELLZONE,
people ask me if i'm afraid of dying -
the more i think about it i'm kind of excited.
she threw herself at heartbreak
like a moth drawn to a flame
patching up her broken wings
just to try it once again.
we are the hollow men. we are the stuffed men. leaning together. headpiece filled with straw. alas!
our dried voices when we whisper together, are quiet and meaningless as wind in dry grass. or rats' feet over
broken glass in our dry cellar.shape without form, shade without colour. paralysed force, gesture without motion.
those who have crossed with direct eyes, to death's other kingdom, remember us - if at all - not as lost violent
souls, but only as the hollow men, the stuffed men.amy adams — camille margolis
robert downey jr — tony stark
and the world all thought her foolish,
for she never seemed to learn,
but how do you save somebody
who's convinced that they should burn?WARNINGS,
gore, violence, death,
profanity, triggering themes
such as affirmations to rape,
mental illnesses, alcoholism
and mild sexual contentDISCLAIMER,
this is an original plot created by
me. it is not to be redistributed in
any way, shape or form, nor are
any of my original characters or
their dialogue. all rights to marvel.started. sixth august 2018
ended. work in progress
copyright. chochangs | hestia▬▬▬▬▬▬
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HELLZONE, tony stark
Fanfictionpeople ask me if i'm scared of dying, the more i think about it i'm kind of excited. 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜 0𝟻.0𝟾.𝟷𝟾