OhMercyMe
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There was blood splattered grossly on the floor, flung out in rubied disarray until he thought it looked so surreal it might as well have been in that long-ago gallery. He hadn't realized how surreal reality might seem. Neither had he realized how bright drops of blood might be, catching the light until it was nearly all he could stare at.
"Breathe."
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There was a practical application to almost every area of his life, the hard reality of being a double-oh in employ of country. He came with a list of relatives only one long, and that not even real but affected, but Kincade felt too much like a father to ignore the fact of him. He maintained a list of contacts and sentiments as short anymore as that, because such chances were more cruel than even he could be, and more selfish than even he could fathom. He kept his hair short and his suits neat and his gun loaded. He kept his shoes tied. He kept his earbud in. He kept his eyes open.
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He'd wanted Fischer to erase the scar of inception from both their souls, wanted to be convinced enough of an artifice that he would not ache every time he saw its repercussions.
But, in his selfishness, he had belittled the man in front of him. He had doubted his intelligence even as he moved forward with it firmly in mind. Had doubted his sincerity of spirit, his need for answers, his dogged spirit and marvelous, stunning determination. He'd even grown to doubt his selfishness, his need to not be excluded, to be in the heat of every moment lest he find he missed it.
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It's a Crush; It's a Lust; It's Nothing Much by OhMercyMe
Skyfall (2012), James Bond (Craig movies)
19 May 2013
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"Yes?" Q was running those damn fingers along the splay of Bond's ribs, ticklish and pleasant, but he was much more focused on the riot on the boy's skin.
"I always thought you were the height of professionalism," he managed lamely a moment later, reaching out to smudge his thumb across a band just under the bulk of Q's shoulder. The ink was faintly raised, and he suddenly wanted his mouth on it. He obliged himself, and Q hummed.
"The two are not mutually exclusive, Bond."
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The third time, he sighed through his nose, and Bond grinned at him.
"I'm home, honey."
"I can see that."
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This is the final version of Snuff, revisited by the author to correct unsatisfactory plotholes and generally "fix" the thing (see notes). Snuff is (I hope) a visceral, moody psychodrama of two hired killers fighting their way out of a forgotten war, each in their own desperate circumstances.
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The memory of their last tryst, the anticipation of today’s—he lifted his hips a little, pressing denim into suitcloth until he thought he could feel what he wanted underneath. But Spy’s hands traveled on, down his chilled arms until they rested at the rifle. Sniper opened his eyes. The red sleeves looked dull against the snow, like clotted blood. One leather finger insinuated itself over Sniper’s, squeezing the trigger cozily, and suddenly Sniper was afraid.
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10 May 2013
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You don't make friends in the business of dreamshare, and you don’t fall in love.
Eames knows that all they do together outside of work, if you were to ask Arthur, is fuck each other and occasionally watch each other’s backs. But he likes to think that Arthur lets himself be caught, lets Eames chase him all over the world; a tug-of-war, thunder and lightning game.
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13 Apr 2013
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Sliding down into a dream was always disorienting, but this time Arthur knew something had gone wrong. He couldn't shake off the knowledge that there was something he'd forgotten, something his own mind didn't want him to remember. Being grounded in reality had always defined Arthur but when denial has run its course, dreams could give him a way out he'd never needed before.
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5 Apr 2013
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Summary: Originally inspired by this prompt on the kinkmeme:One of the Avengers (Steve, Bruce, Thor IDK) has chemically addictive come, meaning that their (fully consenting please) partner actually needs to suck them off once, maybe twice a day, or he goes into painful withdrawal. They like to use this to spice up their sex life, the one with chemically addictive come making the other earn the right to suck him, making him beg for it, coming on his face but not letting him taste as punishment, etc. However, it ended up being significantly less consensual that the OP seems to have wanted so I posted here instead.
Bookmarked by OhMercyMe
2 Apr 2013
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The Drowning Sky by zamwessell (greencarnation)
Les Misérables - All Media Types, Les Misérables - Schönberg/Boublil, Les Misérables (2012)
5 Jan 2013
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Valjean pulls Javert up out of dark waters.
""No," Valjean says, but Javert knows that he has planted the possibility – Valjean shoving aside the bedclothes and rucking up his nightshirt and the grim slap of flesh on flesh and those hard convict's eyes boring into the back of his neck, Valjean's breath on the back of his neck again, and –
The rush of blood southward catches him almost by surprise. He hopes Valjean does not notice the change in his eyes, the startled swallow. He always hopes too much. To see where he stands Valjean need only glance at the bedclothes.
This, Javert thinks, the thoughts leaden in his stomach. This, this, this is what becomes of you without the prop of your law. This is where your thoughts slink – vile and filthy, back to the gutter, this is the slimy rind that's left of you –"
Bookmarked by OhMercyMe
26 Feb 2013
Bookmarker's Notes
This epitomizes the JavertValjean relationship dynamic to me - their voices are fantastic, and their development makes a lot of sense.