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Technically, Will offers it to him twice.
“I’d wager this flannel saw the Oklahoma City Bombing, judging from the age and general tatteredness of it - a favorite of yours? Wrested from the depths of the FBI’s evidence storage?” asks Hannibal, looking over the fabric. If he is disgusted by the sheen of oil in the threads, he shows nothing of it.
Will smiles, unoffended. “Older and worse than that,” he says. “Be careful with it.”
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(Will is a selkie, and can barely tolerate being without his skin. Hannibal can't tolerate being without it at all.)
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18 Feb 2026
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to be far from the stars by tothewillofthepeople
Fandoms: Star Trek, Star Trek: The Original Series
10 Mar 2025
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Spock has made a grievous error. He has rebuffed and rebuked Jim’s friendship—worse, his very nature—at every turn since Jim’s ascendancy to captain of the Enterprise. And now that Jim has withdrawn, now that Jim has given up, Spock has finally realized the value of what was being offered.
A 2025 Philon Award nominee!
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04 Nov 2025
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“You’re my best friend,” she said, voice an angry whisper as she clutched his bruised hands hard enough to hurt. “You are my best friend and you saved my life. Now go the fuck to sleep so we can wake up in an hour and make sure your brain isn’t soup.”
In the dim light of her bedroom, she could just barely see him frown. God, he looked like shit. “What kind of soup?”
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Robin, Steve, and Eddie doing their best at getting better.
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05 Oct 2025
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06 Jul 2025
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My darling boy,
For years I had it drummed into me that no love could last for life...
I want you darling seriously to delve into your own mind, and to look for once in to the future.
Imagine the time when the war is over and we are living together... would it not be better to live on from now on the memory of our life together when it was at its most golden pitch.
-Gordon Bowsher to Gilbert Bradley, February 1st 1941
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