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    Revachol knows Lieutenant Kim Kitsuragi of the RCM, even this far from his usual grounds. The detective is worried; he has not been able to connect with his supposed partner from the 41st Precinct for going on two days now. The detective’s erstwhile partner is upstairs blitzed out of his mind, while Kim Kitsuragi smokes and contemplates a dead man in a tree.

    Out on the edges of everything The Pale expands, sparking with stray pieces of the past and the future and the ever-shifting present. Revachol listens. There will be choices to make here, soon, places where the past bleeds into the present into the future. In these times, in these places, the past can carry as much weight as the present. Kim is no exception. He has made his own choices.

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    07 Sep 2023

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    He does not want to, but someone has to, and if Kim Kitsuragi cannot stop the bleeding he can at least bear witness to its aftermath.

    Reading this fic makes me feel like Kim Kitsuragi smoking his one cigarette of the day: a rare, perfectly balanced pleasure.

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    "I'm in a bit of a pickle, my dear," Aziraphale said over the telephone.

    Crowley was seized by immediate fury. Not even a decade, and they're at it again, he thought viciously. You'd think they'd be embarrassed enough to stay out of things for a few centuries at least, after botching the apocalypse like that.

    "Who's done something to you?" hissed Crowley.

    "Ah," said Aziraphale, in the quiet tone of someone who didn't mean to learn someone else's secrets and was mildly sheepish about it. "This crossword clue -- I'm stuck -- 1980s French fencer, thought you might know. It's eight letters and has a Q in it."

    "Trinquet," Crowley snapped, in the tone of someone who had revealed one of his secrets and was annoyed about it.


    An account pertaining to the cultivation of figs, the ecstasy of St. Theresa of Avila, the ontological uncertainty of mammoths, the nature of temptation, 2001: A Space Odyssey, and the ten years following the end of the world.

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    13 Aug 2023

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    Aziraphale's hand covered Crowley's, not touching the figs, his eyes very grey and very soft. "Then it is love, and love cannot be wrong."

    Achingly romantic, genuinely sexy, pitch-perfect characterisation and a marriage of wit and heart that feels right out of the novel itself. Good Omens fic doesn't get better than this.

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    As soon as Aubrey Thyme, psychotherapist, had opened her office door and seen her new client, Anthony J. Crowley, sitting in her waiting area, she was observing and assessing him. At first glance, she paid attention to the following:

    --His clothing was expensive and stylish;
    --He wore very strange but noticeable cologne;
    --His relationship to the seat he occupied could only, very loosely, be described as “sitting;”
    --He looked angry;
    --He was wearing sunglasses.

    What Aubrey Thyme, a professional, thought, upon first seeing her new client was: you’re going to be a fun one, aren’t you?

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    10 Aug 2023

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    One must imagine Aubrey Thyme happy.

    A truly life-changing story with an unforgettable OC, such keenly observed characterisation, and a profound perspective on trauma, healing, and living. Fanfiction at its finest.

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    Joel pretends he doesn’t notice the toy robot go missing as soon as he and Henry look away. He ain’t going to interfere with Henry and Sam, but if Little Miss Sticky Fingers wants to give the stupid toy to Sam later, well, he’s not going to say anything either. The boy’s just a kid. They both are. And they don’t get to be just kids very often anymore.

    Not his place to say anything, but he won’t stop Ellie either.

    Or: Ellie steals stuff. Joel doesn't really care, but he notices. He also keeps giving her things. She spends a lot of time thinking about the things she owns.

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    27 Mar 2023

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    That’s the moment he realizes what else she’s stolen from him. Joel has spent twenty years building walls around himself. And in five months, Ellie has snuck in and started stealing bricks from the base. And he hardly even noticed until they started shaking from the holes.

    The most exquisite story about the things (and people) we hold close to our hearts, about what we take from those we love and what we give.

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    The hard part about 'I love you' is learning how to say it.

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    12 Jun 2021

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    so he decides love means almost home instead; and a soft whisper, a breath of yuu, like the first syllable in young and beside and right

    Such a clever story about language and communication, and a pitch-perfect Garrus voice. My heart cannot cope.