JuliaBaggins



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    Arthur is a famous football player, Merlin studies medicine.
    They meet on a plane and somehow, it changes both of their lifes...

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    Some glimpses about Neil, Andrew, Kevin, Jean & Jeremy at the Olympics :)

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    Hugs and Happiness and Healing together for Credence and Newt.

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  1. Rec 20

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    He distantly remembered the smell of burning, but that was growing familiar enough, in this life he now led.

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    16 Oct 2020

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    “You say you’re not like us,” started Nicolò, his hand moving from the back of Yusuf’s neck to trail over his shoulder and down the front of his chest, resting lightly against his heart. “You’re right. We could never hope to match what you can do, Yusuf. Amid such despair, you paint the world so beautifully for all of us, and that’s a gift we will never be able to repay.”

    Nicolò’s sounded so earnest, so sincere, and Yusuf wanted to believe him. He wanted to be worthy of that faith. Instead, he shook his head again.

    “And when I can’t make it beautiful?” he asked, his voice wrecked.

    “Then don’t,” whispered Nicolò, rubbing comforting circles into the side of Yusuf’s scalp. “But please Yusuf. Don’t punish yourself. You’re trying to suffocate this part of you, a part that makes you you, and you are suffering for it. Please, my love,” and his voice finally cracked, “Come back to me.”

  2. Rec 38

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    When the sword sunk deep into Yusuf’s gut, it was Nicolò who screamed.

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    15 Oct 2020

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    “And so have I. I’ve killed you, and I...”

    I will never forgive myself. Nicolò didn’t say it aloud, but he knew that Yusuf likely knew what he would have said anyway.

    Yusuf’s expression was soft, and he leaned forward. Despite knowing that Yusuf was healed, Nicolò couldn’t help but instinctively shift to meet him, the memory of the vicious wound still fresh in his mind. Yusuf caught him as they came together, his hands curling either side of Nicolò’s jaw.

    “You’re right, you have killed me,” Yusuf said. “But since then, you’ve also done so much more. Nicolò, you know that when we met I could not stand you, but you grew on me. At first rather like a wart growing between two toes, I will admit. But now… you have grown to be a part of me, part of my very soul. In a way, you still kill me, but you kill me in your smiles, in your laughter, in your kindness and your hope. You kill me when you touch my hand, or when you make us food even though you are tired enough to sleep on your feet. You kill me, for every one of those moments makes my heart stop—and if that is not a death, then I do not think I have ever died at all.”

    Once again Nicolò felt like he couldn’t breathe—but this time, rather than drowning, he felt like he had climbed a mountain too high. His head felt light, and the tips of his fingers refused to remain steady as they hovered just shy of touching Joe’s cheek. All thoughts from before had fled, replaced with witless shock, daring hope.

    “What are you saying?” Nicolò asked, his voice as quiet as his heart was loud.

  3. Rec 18

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    joe likes to be a supportive friend. nicky is a pornstar.

    aka they're both oblivious idiots

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    15 Oct 2020

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    The voice continues it’s taunting as they flick their wrist over the head. Joe can’t help but picture the whole thing in person. Standing above Nicky like that, watching him shudder with how badly he needs to come. Being the one to draw those moans from him, holding his face steady so he can stare into those endlessly crystalline eyes.

    “Are you going to be good for me baby?” Joe says quietly, his voice low in his chest.

    Nicky nods. Leans his head into Joe’s hand, bucks his hips up into Joe’s fist. There’s no gag on him now- Joe wants to hear him, every noise he can get. “Yes. Please, Joe. I need you. I’ll be so good, I promise”

    Joe leans down, steals a biting kiss-

    “Joe?”

    He shakes out of the fantasy, face growing warm. “Hm? What?”

  4. Rec 45

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    Joe and Nicky don’t ever protest when they need to split up for a mission, even if Andy and Booker can tell that they spend every moment separated subconsciously looking for each other. The seventh time Joe turns as if to say something to someone standing next to him, Booker takes a deep swig from his flask and tries not to reach for his phone to text Andy and see if Nicky is any better than Joe.

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    11 Oct 2020

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    Nicky is fast asleep when Andy wakes up desperate for a glass of water. Nicky and Joe sleep fine without the other there, but it is blatantly obvious that they prefer sleeping intertwined. Andy can’t remember a time when they didn’t sleep curled into each other, Joe pressed against Nicky’s back and Nicky cradling Joe’s arms close to himself.

    It was almost a hundred and fifty years before she and Quynh found them though, and she knows that there was a long time that they were enemies and then reluctant companions, before they were lovers who held each other close under the soft light of the moon. She would press her nose against Quynh’s hair whenever she thought about it, and be so eternally grateful that she and Quynh had never been so separate from each other in the way that Nicky and Joe had. She had been foolish then, to assume that she and Quynh would always be able to sleep pressed together, hearts beating in a steady rhythm and fingers intertwined.

    She doesn’t begrudge Joe and Nicky their love, but when she wakes to see Nicky sprawled out on his front, in the way he only ever does when he is sleeping alone, something in her heart twists. His hands are tangled in the blankets near his chin, holding them taught against him, mimicking the weight of Joe against his back.

    She moves silently through the safehouse, to find a glass of water and press her forehead against the cool fridge door, breathing tightly. She holds her blankets like that nightly.

  5. Rec 3

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    "It's fanfiction."

    Joe to Niles surprise didn't look confused, "Oh, yes, Andy has mentioned this fanfiction before. What's it about?"

    She hesitated, glancing over Joe's shoulder to make sure no one had come back in yet, before answering, "...You and Nicky."

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    11 Oct 2020

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    Joe hummed, "He made us pancakes and this beautiful plater of fruits."

    Nile unlocked her phone, opened a new notes page and started typing again, "Pancakes, got it. Blueberry or chocolate chip?"

    "Chocolate chip, since there was already fruit involved."

    "Whip cream?"

    "No, we had forgotten it by the bed, neither of us wanting to walk across the house to grab it."

    "Why was it- oh, n-nevermind." Nile stuttered, not quite used to the fact him and Nicky weren't subtle about their behind closed doors activities.