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what strange creatures by afearsomecritter (jsaer)
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series), UnDeadwood (Web Series)
18 Jan 2020
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In which Reverend Matthew Mason runs into some familiar faces.
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- Part 2 of harrowed clayton
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gun for hire by afearsomecritter (jsaer)
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series), UnDeadwood (Web Series)
18 Jan 2020
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He doesn't know what a god may want with a gunslinger, and he's not about to ask.
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In Which Mr. Sharpe Is In Need Of A Rescue by tragicallynerdy
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series), UnDeadwood (Web Series)
14 Jan 2020
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Clayton awoke slowly to the sound of horses hooves drumming steadily beneath his head and a growing ache in his shoulder. The creak of leather, the pinch in his ribs where he was slung over a saddle, and the smell of horse in his nose told a story he wasn’t pleased to hear.
Well, shit, he thought. Not everyday you wake up being carted somewhere like a sack of grain.
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In which Clayton gets taken by some bounty hunters, shot in the process, and requires a rescue.
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The church burns.
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sawdust by afearsomecritter (jsaer)
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series), UnDeadwood (Web Series)
13 Jan 2020
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Scraps and drabbles for UnDeadwood, featuring a lot of AUs
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Hearts Royal by Slytherclaw (Geminia905)
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series), UnDeadwood (Web Series)
12 Jan 2020
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My continuation of the end of Episode 4.
DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED THE SERIES!
Here be spoilers.
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In which there is a ghost.
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Matthew still has his collar on when Clayton gets home.
He’s whistling in the kitchen, some tune Clayton can’t name, loud enough that he doesn’t seem to hear the door open or shut. Clayton hangs his hat and overcoat, takes the opportunity to study his partner in the relative stillness; stripped down to his shirtsleeves and slacks, barefoot against the wood floor, broad shoulders shifting and bunching as he cleans dishes, forearms bared up to the elbow.
His collar is neat and pristine at his throat, and Clayton wants.
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a stampede of horses by afearsomecritter (jsaer)
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series), UnDeadwood (Web Series)
06 Jan 2020
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The fort burns behind him.
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They go around the back of the church and Clayton still doesn’t think Matthew has seen him, but there’s something there that reminds him of The Dealer in a way. Flickering images on top of each other, first a preacher in black, then a knight in white, back to the preacher.
The shape of him is the same.
There’s a horse waiting.
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Matthew knew of Clayton Sharpe before any of this wild nonsense got started, just as Sharpe had known him.
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the coldest night of the year by tragicallynerdy
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series), UnDeadwood (Web Series)
02 Jan 2020
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Clayton whipped around just in time to see the horrified look on Matthew’s face as the ice broke beneath him. He dropped, disappearing into the water with a strangled shout.
_Because every fandom needs an obligatory hypothermia fic.
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types of ghost stories by afearsomecritter (jsaer)
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series), UnDeadwood (Web Series)
01 Jan 2020
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He thinks he might be dead. That he keeps waking up where he was killed. He wants to be surprised. He wants to be wrong.
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Miriam and Aloysius have been waiting for a while to test out their new toy. Tonight, they finally get the chance.
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She sits in the chair across from him, “Reverend cut service early,” she says, to the point, “stopped right in the middle of a sentence and walked out.”
He stands, tucking his gun away, “What was he talking about?”
That makes her pause and her eyebrows draw, “Christmas service?” She settles on, “He was talking about doing the first communion in Deadwood.” She taps her knuckles on the table, “Just closed his Bible and walked out the back door without saying anything or taking it with him.”
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- Part 2 of and now it's got its hands inside you.
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Matthew casts a look towards Mister Sharpe, trying to get a read on the man. Clayton is cold, but not in the way a stray bullet is cold. Clayton is the first snap of winter, the crush of peppermint under your teeth. His grey eyes meet Matthew’s and hold. The revolver is offered in Matthew’s direction, handle first.
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Matthew dreams of cold hands and grey skies. He tries not to think about why.
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The Dealer grins at him, disembodied hands shuffling cards again and again. An incessant staccato of sound that seems to echo and fold back on itself.
The voice comes from nowhere and everywhere, burrows into his mind like serpent. “What would you give to have him?”
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Singing in Blood like Fire by AliyaRegatti for elanoides
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series), UnDeadwood (Web Series)
23 Dec 2019
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Another day, another gun fight, thought Clayton as several bullets whizzed past his head. I should be getting used to this.
History catches up with Amos Kingsley, but not in the way he thought it would.
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truss you up in your sunday best by nevershootamockingbird
Fandoms: UnDeadwood (Web Series)
23 Dec 2019
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“How’re you feelin’, handsome?” The words are pressed into his skin, lips dragging along his shoulder, and arousal slides does his spine like syrup, slow and warm. He feels Clayton’s mouth curve up into a smile, clever fingers finishing another knot along his bound arms, and Matthew nods slowly.
He's not beyond words just yet, but it's a near thing.
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love too, will ruin us by crunchyboob
Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series), UnDeadwood (Web Series)
23 Dec 2019
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There are many moments in Matthew Mason’s life in which he considered himself to be truly, deeply, and irrevocably in love.
(or: Matthew reflects upon his life with Clayton)
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He wakes up to his first alarm and Clayton’s snores, and takes an extra minute to say a prayer thanking God for the second chances they’ve both been given.
He then risks a black eye from a flailing limb by tickling Clayton awake. The familiar snorts and giggles only come from one direction, and Clayton’s smile fits his face, and his skin is warm under Matthew’s hands.
“I love you,” he breathes against Clayton’s mouth once he finally lets up and their laughter has subsided, “all of you,” and he watches his husband’s eyes go liquid and soft, and has to kiss him.