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  1. Rec 4

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    Andy is the 20-year old son of a Scottish-American billionaire. Virgil becomes Andy's new bodyguard after Alisson was injured. The rest, as they say, is history.

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    23 Oct 2019

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    “If you want me to stay, I’ll stay,” Virgil tells Andy.

    “What if I tell you to go away?”

    Virgil takes a sharp intake of breath, unable to reply through words; shocked, probably, by the hypothetical question. He must have looked alarmed, because Andy suddenly lets out a ringing laughter that he hasn’t heard in a long time, not when it was with him, or because of him. “I’m kidding, Virgil,” Andy grins, before climbing on his bike and tilts his head. “Race you.”

  2. Rec 2

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    When Adam comes to the cops asking to be in witness protection, Hendo reluctantly obliges. The AU to my priest!Hendo mob/spy AU, where Hendo left priesthood to become a cop with Milly, and was never reunited with Adam in that fateful NYC bodega. Instead, he now knows that Adam is involved with St Jude, the elusive mob lord, in some capacity - but doesn't realize by how much.

    Can be read as a standalone fic, but I would recommend reading fidei defensor first so that the subtle references make more sense! This fic is an AU of that AU after all!

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    31 Aug 2019

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    “What?” Adam said, with a coy little wink. “I can’t resist a man in uniform.”

  3. Public Bookmark 4

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    When you were young you went to a football game with your dad. Rewind this, somehow, and hold it in your memory: even though it wasn’t significant exactly, not in the same way as the first time you went to a match with your dad, the first time you held your own football boots in your hands, or the first time you put pen to paper on a professional contract. The memory should not be significant, except in retrospect.

    It was a Champions League final.

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    16 Jun 2019

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    Full circle: How do you condense it? Eight years of wanting. Sixteen years of wanting. Twenty eight. The tabloids and the pundits, the doubt and the weight of it all, the team you carry for stubbornness and for love. Am I worthy? You don’t need anyone to answer that, anymore. You’ve known the answer before you lifted the silver trophy, as high as Gerrard did. As high as Hughs and Thompson and Souness too, this short list of Liverpool captains who’ve lifted this cup. If you could go back now, tell the boy you used to be the answer, you wouldn’t. Would you? He’d probably want to know more about the final. How you won it. Did it feel like everything you’ve ever wanted?

  4. Public Bookmark 4

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    Andy in Liverpool, May 2018-June 2019

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    08 Jun 2019

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    They were going to the Champions League finals. For the second year running. They were through. Andy stands and he doesn’t feel the pain- it’s only pain - he doesn’t feel the cold, wrapping his arms around Trent, who sobs into his shoulder. He wants to hold them all and he does, he wants to hold the whole stadium, hold their faces in his hands and say I have given everything. Say, it was enough.

  5. Public Bookmark 88

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    Her list is finished. She doesn’t know where to go.

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    16 May 2019

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    “Why did you give up Storm’s End?” Her voice cracks, and when she looks at him, Gendry’s attention is on the ground. He’s pulling at some leaves next to his thigh.

    “Didn’t want to be a lord,” he mutters, his face giving out nothing. He sounds angry though, and he’s yanking at the strands of grass a little too hard. “Can you read the other one for me? Trying to figure it out was starting to five me a headache.”