#sort of a spiritual sequel to oysters but reading both is not necessary

[tothedarkdarkseas]

Summary: It puts him in mind of seeing his parents or his old girlfriend after the accident, their eyes glassy and voices trembling. He remembers how he’d blinked through the dull red film that coloured his hospital room and said he was sorry. Sorry for what he put them through.

It felt unfair then. It seems unbearable now.

A character study of Stuart as he records The Fall during the American leg of the Plastic Beach tour, reworking the Gorillaz plot around the real touring timeline; or, thoughts on trauma in transit, who we are to strangers, and the link between sugar cravings and opioid dependence.

Rating: Explicit (references to sexual content and explicit substance abuse.)

Warnings: Quite a few, please check AO3′s warnings for more detail. Primarily substance abuse, unhealthy coping mechanisms born of an unhealthy relationship, and mental health issues.

This is it, the white whale of a fic finally conquered. I’m nervous, and excited, and disappointed in old writing and proud of new growth. It’s a lot of emotion for a story, I know. More notes are provided on AO3, but I’ll just add-- thank you for the support, and I hope you’ll enjoy.