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The woman laughs, her eyes crinkling behind her silver cat-eye glasses. "You must be Eliot,” she says, cheerfully. “He warned me you were charming. Where is he?”
Eliot’s stomach drops as he realizes that this is a terrible fucking mistake, because this ain’t a random elderly woman showing up to collect cans or take up donations or whatever it is that elderly woman in weird fucking places like Portland do. This is Hardison’s nana, and Eliot has just opened the door to the apartment—to Hardison and Parker’s apartment—like he lives there.
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23 Aug 2025
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Saudade (n). A Portuguese word that describes a deep feeling of longing for something that one has lost or that has never existed, an emotional state of melancholic nostalgia.
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21 Jul 2024
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“Well,” begins the detective carefully, “I wanted to bring something over, but I couldn’t find any at the store, to be honest with ya, and my kitchen at home isn’t really set up for baking, so I brought over the ingredients instead. And me. I brought me over too, to help make ‘em.”
Kay perks up. “We’re baking?”
Gumshoe fishes in his pocket and holds up his phone. “These. Only if you wanna.”
And she does wanna. Because visible past the crack in the screen is a recipe for something that even looking at makes her feel younger, warmer, safer - a beautifully lit, staged cookbook photo of something she used to eat out of a plastic wrapper in the walls of the courthouse, and she and Gumshoe had eaten together, once, a long time ago.
Detective Gumshoe and Kay Faraday bake a cake.Bookmarked by AquilaMage
07 Dec 2022
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fantastic portrayal of one of the most important aa friendships
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If This Story Had A Title Then I Forgot by CompletelyDifferent
Fandoms: The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells
31 Aug 2022
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Murderbot is at a party.
This is not a normal state of affairs for SecUnits. Neither is the comfy clothes or the sitting or the way the humans keep smiling in its general direction. The smiling, it suspects, will stop, if/when they realise their SecUnit has suffered some sort of catastrophic glitch and has no idea where it is or the specifics of its current assignment.
So it's not going to let them find out.
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02 Sep 2022
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reclaimed, refurbished, repurposed by torpidgilliver
Fandoms: The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells
03 Aug 2022
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"All my existence, I've worn logos. My armor was always stamped with the company logo, and the logo of the company that was renting me. And I have company logos on my inorganics, too. I can't do anything to remove them."
Bharadwaj was still wearing her neutral, listening expression, but it broke slightly with a frown. "Why not?"
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Murderbot picks up some new drones, and does not project its insecurities onto them.
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01 Sep 2022