un-shit-yourself (fenix_down)



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  1. Public Bookmark 16

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    The floorboards behind him creaked without cause to. A sudden featherlight brush against his shoulder, trailing down his arm made Caleb’s breath seize, his heart suddenly in his throat. He’d only just lifted his hand with a muttered incantation on his lips to summon light when familiar callused fingers, a scarred palm, closed around his wrist, stopping the somatic gesture short.

    “None of that now,” a low voice curled in his ear, suddenly close, very close, lips teasing against the back of Caleb’s neck, words whispered against his skin dripping like honey. “No need for that at all,” Fjord purred.

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    08 Dec 2020

  2. Public Bookmark 99

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    “I hear you killed a child.”

    Patroclus looked up, wary. The boy crossing the garden to the olive tree Patroclus sat beneath had hair the colour of ripened wheat and skin like pale, fine sand. Younger than Patroclus but already just as tall, Achilles was rumoured to be half Nereid, half human. He looked altogether human, though, which had been a bit of a disappointment. Patroclus had been expecting at least scales or blue hair. Something.

    “I did,” Patroclus said, keeping his tone even. It wouldn’t do to break down before a stranger. Myrmidons weren’t meant to be ruled intensely by emotions like regret. “Lyseon was a childhood friend, the son of a retainer.”

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    02 Nov 2020

  3. Public Bookmark 44

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    "And here I am, thinking that you knew better than to challenge the gods again," Patroclus teases. His eyelids crease when he smiles, and though he died too young for wrinkles there are still laughter lines in his face. They fill Achilles with hope and warmth, a sign that they can still find happiness.

    Maybe he shouldn't be surprised. After all, they are getting married.

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    Achilles asks Patroclus twice.

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    02 Nov 2020

  4. Public Bookmark 28

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    “Morning," Fjord says. "Where... am I? If you don’t mind my asking?”
    The man turns from the coffeepot, brushing copper hair out of his face. “This is Blumenhaus Bed and Breakfast.”

    [or: a bed and breakfast au... sort of. also features: a sleepy seaside town, boats with people names, and what it means to not be lonely anymore.]

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    23 Sep 2020

  5. Public Bookmark 36

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    You don’t have a problem admitting, even if it’s just to yourself, that you have a soft spot for the kid. He’s earnest, and he’s clever, and he’s got a smile that’s damn well blinding when he chooses to unleash it. And he’s capable, too. But still, even with all of that, the kid’s just a kid.

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    01 Aug 2020

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