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Fitzjames rose from his chair and held out his hand. “Cheer up, Francis, we’re climbing Everest.”
Christ alive.
“No one since Mallory has found that a cheerful idea,” Francis said and shook Fitzjames’ hand, which was warm and slender and startlingly soft. “And look where he ended up.”
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"When you turn to dust, I won’t sweep you up," Lestat drawls from the stairs.
Louis smoothes his thumb over the blistering skin pulled taut across his knuckles.
"I will leave you there in a pile until the wind blows you into the streets of your beloved city."
Or: A conversation about sunlight and martyrdom.
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Edward is pushed unceremoniously into a small, dark room and lands on his knees, then his hands. He stares down at the floorboards and the door falls shut behind him with a heavy thud.
"Oh, hell," says a familiar voice like a gut punch. "I was really hoping for a nicer reunion than this."
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- Part 2 of the only proof the field existed
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"So, this… look you're going for," Lucius starts, testing the waters.
Blackbeard stares at him with vacant eyes. Jesus. Lucius is viscerally reminded of the man's dead-eyed look before he pushed him overboard.
"Does it feel like the right choice for you? Are we happy with it?"
"Do you have a fever?" Blackbeard asks, voice hoarse.
Lucius cocks his head and says, "Don't think so. Do I look hot?" He winks.
Blackbeard lifts his hand and presses his fingers roughly against Lucius' forehead.
"What are you—"
"No fever," Blackbeard grunts and draws back. "Good. Didn't want to cut off your fucking hand."
Lucius drawls, "I'm touched."
Or: Lucius survives. For better or for worse.
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- Part 1 of the only proof the field existed
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"Hey." Ed reaches across because it's the only thing that feels right. He grasps Stede's wrist and smoothes the pad of his thumb across his knuckles. Stede stops fiddling with his ring and looks up at him, wide-eyed. "This isn't Captain shit. This is God shit. Are you God?"
The room is blank with silence.
Gently, Ed repeats, "Are you God, Stede?"
Stede's voice is thin and high when he answers, "I'm not God."
"And is God here, in this room?"
Comically, Stede looks around like he might find God perched on the edge of his desk, or pulling books from his shelves to examine the spines.
"He's not," Stede concedes.
"That's right, mate. Stupid bugger doesn't associate himself with pirates."
Or: The Revenge has been becalmed for six days. Ed has bigger things to worry about, like sharks and being in love.
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autumn's flourish, fruit that falls for you by norvegiae for wildcard_47
Fandoms: The Terror (TV 2018)
13 Nov 2020
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There had been lime juice and rich broths and hot sweet tea to spare, once James Clark Ross had found the ragged remains of Franklin’s men, and it had been enough to bring James back from the brink – to bring them all back – but he is far from the picture of health he had made in his halcyon days.
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Bookmarked by morian
17 Dec 2023
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affection and other cravings by JustStandingHere
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
24 Sep 2023
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“But you admit it! You did tempt me!”
“I offered you warm food during a storm,” Crowley argues. “If you call that temptation, I’d hate to see you talk to an innkeeper.” Aziraphale scowls some more. Crowley shrugs. “Besides, no harm done. You seem to be enjoying yourself.”
He has Aziraphale there. “Still,” he says, spreading his hands wide. “It has to be said—” He glances up to the sky. “—for anyone listening, that I am not at fault for my appetite.”
“Never said you were,” Crowley says. “Just said you liked the oysters.”
or, an examination vis-à-vis food and forgiveness
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Crowley gets reinstated as an angel.
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12 Sep 2023
Bookmarker's Notes
sometimes plot-heavy fanfiction is actually good. but only if it's written by a genius over the span of like, 2 weeks and then published anonymously. did god write this? maybe
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come as you are by fruitygoblin
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
22 Jun 2019
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Aziraphale visits a modern art gallery, goes on a diet, and submits to the mortifying ordeal of being known. Not necessarily in that order.