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  1. Rec 82

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    "Mr. Vice President, I believe you might be familiar with Special Agent Colbert."

    The world stilled.

    And in walked Brad. Black suit. Black tie. Perfect.

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    Generation Kill/The West Wing futurefic fusion. The Seaborn/Fick ticket sailed to victory in the 2016 presidential election. Amidst governing and getting the last of the troops out of Afghanistan, Nate's daughter starts receiving threats. Naturally, it's Brad to the rescue.

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    25 Apr 2017

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    Everyone lives. That doesn't make the war any easier for Bodhi to fight.

     

     

    [Bodhi-centric. Begins six months after ANH, and will go all the way out to ROTJ. Ensemble piece with quite a lot of plot and extremely slow burn Bodhi/Luke, as in, that's barely happening, 26k 35k 42k 50k words in...

    Updates approximately weekly.]

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    25 Apr 2017

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    “Anyway, he’s staying with me for a while,” John says.

    “My place got firebombed,” Matt says, reflexively.

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    23 Apr 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    The thing with Farrell happens just like every stupid-ass catastrophe John gets himself into: a seemingly manageable ten seconds at the beginning followed by a river of crap.

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    Steve Rogers has the opportunity to fulfill his childhood dreams of becoming a comic artist when eccentric billionaire, superhero patron, and obsessive comic enthusiast Tony Stark offers him a job drawing Iron Man.

    But Tony Stark has no idea that Steve Rogers is really Captain America, the newest member of the Avengers.

    And Iron Man has no idea that Captain America is really Steve Rogers, up-and-coming comic book artist.

    And Steve doesn't know what to do about the fact that he's falling head over heels for them both.

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    10 Apr 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    “Very retro, so classic; You’ve got this kind of early-Caniff-thing going on with your inks. Like, early Terry, before he got more into brushwork.”

    Steve tried not to gape. “You really think so?” He chuckled, a little nervously, and ran his hand through his hair. “I grew up on that old stuff,” he explained.

    “Good,” Pepper said, nodding enthusiastically. “Not too many people even bother with it anymore; I can't blame them, it's sometimes a little hokey, but... it's where we come from, you know?”

    “Yeah,” Steve agreed with a laugh. Pepper had no idea how close to the truth she was. “Yeah, I do.”

  5. Rec 14

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    Michael makes lattes; one of his regulars plays a superhero on TV. No big deal.

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    21 Mar 2017

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    He’d heard that Tom Welling was a regular at this location but didn’t quite expect to see the guy on his first shift in the store. Michael’s not one to get thrown by celebs and he knows that because he was a minor celeb himself about seven years ago. Still, it’s unusual that a hot guy from TV looks even prettier in person — so often, features that are perfect and regular on a screen look overlarge and slightly unbalanced in real life.

    Three lattes later, Michael’s putting a sleeve on a double tall non-fat cappuccino, and he looks up to see that Tom Welling is standing at the front of the line for retrieving drinks.

    And Tom Welling’s eyes are fixed on the way Michael’s sliding that sleeve over the white cup, high and snug and oh.