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  1. Rec 36

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    "If she can make everything into a task, something she can mark as done on the list in her head, it's somehow easier to handle waking up each bloody day."

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    08 Oct 2019

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    The temptation to go down the pub and drink until she can gather the nerve to walk off Boscombe Pier isn't overwhelming--she wouldn't, couldn't do that to the boys--but it's still enough for her to go back to the hotel and ring his mobile.

    "Sorry to ask," she says with a shaky laugh. "But I don't suppose you could come down to Bournemouth and keep me from doing something incredibly stupid?"

  2. Rec 18

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    "Come on," David says, wheedling. "Come on, properly. It's not like you'll knock me up, is it?"

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    04 Oct 2019

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    Then Michael pulls back, forehead against David's, and says: "What if I do?"

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    He trails off, as if he's afraid. David's never seen Michael afraid to do or say anything before, in bed or out of it, and for some reason it makes his throat tighten and his cock throb. It makes him brave.

    This played whack-a-mole with my kinks, ngl, but what really made it stand out is the way Michael feels out David's boundaries with regard to the involved kinks. The uncertainty comes across brilliantly in the halting dialogue.
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    Alec & Ellie ][ Broadchurch by Spellbound

    Fandoms: Broadchurch

    This work isn't hosted on the Archive so this blurb might not be complete or accurate.

    29 Sep 2019

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  4. Rec 38

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    Another dead woman, because there will always be another dead woman by the hands of yet another man. They hate how easy this has become. Sometimes they hate everything but each other.

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    20 Sep 2019

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    “Could have just been a squatter,” she posits, offering him that constantly challenging glance. He despises it, he tells himself. He lies and claims that it doesn’t make him better. That it doesn’t make him utterly endeared. She drives him insane. It would have been nicer had she been dull and obedient, he thinks, knowing he’s wrong. It would have been easier if the lights weren’t dim, if the wine weren’t good, if her eyes didn’t seem to absorb the reports and photos like a sinkhole. Nothing gets away from her anymore. Not after Joe. She just can’t let anything escape, because last time, it cost her so much.

    And he wants so much to say, I forgive you, even though that means nothing. He wants to tell her, you’re still brilliant, and I’m astounded by you. But he quiets himself with another sip of wine. She doesn’t have the room for him to suddenly be honest and kind.

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    Aziraphale follows the sound, silently, to the door of the sitting room where he sees them. Ashtoreth - Crowley - holding a sleeping, months-old anti-christ in the most gentle of hands and pillowed against her perfectly pressed bloused. She sways slightly as she sings, her lips brushing the downy hairs at the child's temple, her eyes hooded low. Every now and then, the child fusses and squirms, and Crowley readjusts him slightly in her arms with practiced ease.

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    27 Jul 2019