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    Even from a young age, he isn’t a romantic. It’s around third grade that kids start writing to their Match, eight year olds asking questions about their name, where they’re from, what they like, who they are. Todd doesn’t. He’s not really into the idea of Matches, even if it’s something he can’t change. People fall in love with people. If he falls in love, he’s not going to fall in love with someone who he knows only from ink on his arms that he didn’t put there.

    Whoever his Match is, however, does not feel the same way. His left arm (so he must be right handed) is covered with doodles. Crude flowers drawn with what looks like ballpoint pens, so lots of skipping and gaps in the lines. Sometimes the outlines of hearts that look like fountain pens, but are smudged quickly, the ink running too hard.

    Soulmate AU where anything you write on your arm appears visible on your soulmate's. Written for the Dirk Gently Big Bang 2017.

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    "I dreamt about you, you know."

    If Todd had been drinking something, he would've spit it out. "You... you did?"

    "Yes, almost constantly," Dirk said matter-of-factly. "I had this recurring dream where you and Farah broke into my room with a crossbow to rescue me."

    Todd frowned. "Who had the crossbow, me or Farah?"

    “You did, Todd, obviously,” Dirk snorted. “Farah had the machine gun.”

    Todd tries to get to the bottom of Dirk's odd behavior while they're both stuck in their prison cell for the night. Set between Fans of Wet Circles and Two Broken Fingers.

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    30 Nov 2019

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    Todd had his fair share, of course. It had been a rough year, and there was no shortage of crap to fuel his subconscious. Many a night he had fumbled into wakefulness, Suzie Boreton’s laughter wrapping around him like barbed wire as he slithered backwards through time.

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    But Dirk’s nightmares were worse, in their own way, because there was no sound, just the tightening of Dirk’s hand in Todd’s grip, the hushed gasps, and the endless, silent tears. 

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    Or, Dirk is broken as heck, so why not have him cry it out? That's it. That's the whole story. You can all go home now.

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    21 Nov 2019

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    Or: Todd Brotzman wouldn't know a date if it bit him on the ass.

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    19 Nov 2019

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    It doesn’t matter that his throat hurts. It doesn’t matter that he can hardly swallow. It doesn’t matter that a handful of hours ago he’d been slowly dying with a rope tight across his trachea.
    What matters is the image of Charles, with the sun burning on his shoulders like a devil, face cast in shadows. What matters is the look of indignant rage that pinches Charles brow, the casual, meticulous speed in which he dispatches Arthur’s captor. What matters is the sweet, dizzying air filling his lungs, and the delirious thought that passed in his head -
    I don’t know this man.

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    08 Nov 2019