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  1. Public Bookmark 8

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    In the warm, golden light of a hidden speakeasy, John kisses Arthur, because that's what (humans) do when they love each other, right?

    In hindsight, he's still only beginning to learn the complexities human relationships can take. They both are.

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    12 Jul 2024

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    Daddy is quiet for a long time, eyes fixed on her face.

    “Ok,” he says evenly. “Thalassa got the axe. What’s my punishment?”

    “It’s not about punishment, Daddy.” Trucy starts the car back up. “You do that just fine all by yourself.”

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    Trucy is going to get her happy little family together or kill them all trying.

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    15 Jan 2024

  3. Public Bookmark 1

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    Tuesday se dio cuenta demasiado tarde, que esta canción se trataba de Carole.

    ¿Carole? ¿¿Carole?? Tuesday leyó y releyó las letras en su cuaderno, investigando cada palabra como si de un alien se tratase. Esta canción de amor era sobre Carole y no había forma de que pudiera negarlo, ¿que diría ella cuando lo leyera? ¿se daría cuenta?

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    25 May 2023

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    <3 gotta remind myself to watch this- I loved the way they were just barely not making it completely obvious their songs were about eachother

  4. Public Bookmark 64

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    Jon spent the first few years of his life bathed in the rosewater-saffron scent of language. He does not remember his father, scarcely remembers his mother’s face, but he remembers her voice, dripping honeyed and sweet like warm tea and nabat and singing lullabies the color of roses, remembers not the words she said but the sounds they made, the shape of them in her voice, the weight of them in his ears. Jon spent the first few years of their life with twin languages on their tongue, twin voices in their ear, long before Beholding claimed them and gave them hundreds.

    Or, a look at Jonathan Sims, language, culture, and Beholding.

    Previously participated in the campaign to raise awareness and start making changes to the OTW's long history of racism. more info here!

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    23 May 2023

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    <3332:)/(:7)/:!/ this fic is so soft and sweet and hurts all at the same time and it’s written so well and GOD

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    Judge Roberta Field eyed the next case on the docket balefully. She’d known it was coming. As soon as she’d seen it appear in her schedule she’d cursed and debated “breaking a leg”, since it had been too late to have another baby as a way out. She’d convinced herself that was too extreme, however, and lulled herself into a false sense of security that she must be misremembering and it wouldn’t be that bad. So she’d decided to keep working and let it happen. And now it was here.

    The Bouchard-Lukas divorce.

    Again.

    It had been three years since the last one, which had to be a new record.

     

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    Elias and Peter are divorcing again. In trying to decide the division of their marital property, they need some witnesses to assist their respective cases. This is unfortunate for Jon and Martin, who would really rather be elsewhere.

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    18 May 2023

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    Just magnus archives things

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