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Reid’s breath caught in his throat. Jackson was always breathtaking to him if he gave himself enough time to consider it (which he almost always resolutely didn’t) but catching a glimpse of him now stopped his breath, felt like it stopped his heart entirely.
It was only a moment, such a brief moment, but he was sure it was Jackson’s face he saw looking right at him from the opposite side of the theatre hall. Jackson, who’d been dead just over a month now. Jackson, who took a piece of Reid’s heart with him when he left for America and an even bigger piece when he died so suddenly, so unfairly, six months later.
It was only a moment, and then it was gone, all the sounds and smells around him surging back into sharp clarity as somebody broke his line of sight and his vision of Jackson disappeared entirely.
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A collection of drabbles written for the Fluffy February prompts over on tumblr
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“You–” Reid broke off, a small, frustrated sound coming from the back of his throat before he put his drink aside and turned his whole body towards Jackson, legs awkwardly tucked up behind him, expression open and earnest and unexpectedly raw. “I don’t need you to be good or nice to be worth a damn, Jackson. I need you to be clever, I need you to be loyal, I need you to be you, exactly as you are. Fuck nice and fuck good.” Jackson snorted, surprised to hear Reid curse, but before he could comment on it, Reid continued. “You are many, many things, Captain Jackson, not all of them good. But I believe you have a heart bigger and purer than most, I believe you have good intentions, I believe you would go to the ends of the earth for those you love. You are loyal to a fault and I would have you by my side, in my corner, until the day I die.”
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Jackson’s throat worked hard as he swallowed once, twice, three times, tilting his head upward so Reid could no longer see his expression. When his eyes at last met Reid’s again, they were red-rimmed and watery, and he looked almost as broken as Reid himself felt.
“I just—“ he broke off, taking a deep, shaky breath. “You shoulda come to me. Or Drake. You—“ another shuddering breath. “I can’t lose you like that, y’hear me?”
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The sound was loud, sharp, piercing. Unmistakable. Jackson felt his heart drop to his stomach before his brain had even fully registered what was going on. He turned to the source of the sound just in time to watch Reid go down, head hitting the pavement hard as he landed with a near-sickening crack that made Jackson’s stomach lurch.
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- Part 2 of Jackmund Series
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“Jackson,” he started, hesitating. Sincerity, earnestness, emotion; none of it came easy to him. It left him feeling foolish and tongue tied, dim-witted in a way he never experienced in other areas of life. It was why he avoided moments such as these, yet he knew he owed Jackson an apology, a proper one, regardless of whether they could salvage this or not.
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- Part 1 of Jackmund Series
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“I think I wanna go to law school.”
Even in the dark, Kat could tell Amanda’s eyebrow was raised, and her stomach fluttered with nerves as she braced herself for something, though she wasn’t sure what.
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sometimes by ChameleonCircuit
Fandoms: Law & Order: SVU, Law & Order: Organized Crime (TV 2021)
24 Jul 2021
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Stabler looked like shit, but then that was nothing new. The bags under his eyes had been a constant presence in the time Sonny had known him, lines of exhaustion and grief permanently etched into his features in a way that always seemed to catch Sonny off guard, hit him deep in the pit of his stomach. But there was an added detachment to his eyes this time, void of the determination he was so used to seeing. As his eyes tracked across achingly familiar features, he caught sight of a flash of red, a stray spatter of blood on Stabler’s neck, just below his ear, and his breath caught in his throat.
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“This past month has been a nightmare,” he whispered on an exhale, forcing himself to meet her gaze. Covering her hand with his, he removed it from his arm and gave it a squeeze. “But that’s no excuse.”
“How can I help?” Liv asked, kind as ever despite him just shouting at her in a way he never had before, in a way he never could have imagined shouting at anyone, let alone someone so important to him.
“Make the case airtight,” he grimaced. “Make just one of these cases easy for me.”
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He let himself into Amanda’s apartment, still giddy with the knowledge that he could do that without hesitation now, that it was his home just as much as it was hers. He grinned, ready for a pair of tiny bodies to bowl into his legs with excited shouts of, “Uncle Sonny!,” but it never came.
Instead, Jesse and Billie were sat in front of their mother on the couch, eyes wide with wonder as Amanda looked sheepishly up at him.
“You’re early.”
He frowned, noticing her hand tucked behind her back, and that gnawing feeling that he was missing something, that she was hiding something big from him grew tenfold, curling uncomfortably in his stomach.
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Most nights they spoke on the phone before bed, and as long as Amanda wasn’t at work, she talked to him until he fell asleep to the sound of her voice.
Sometimes they FaceTimed, and Sonny imagined falling asleep beside her like that in person, her hair fanned out across his pillows, her breath on his cheek as she laughed.
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It wasn’t like this between them, not really. They’d been sleeping together on and off, whenever they faced each other in court, for over a year, but that’s all it was. That’s all it had ever been. Which was why Trevor couldn’t quite understand the warmth blossoming behind his ribs at the sight of Sonny standing at his stove wearing a pair of Trevor’s sweat pants that were far too big for him, flipping pancakes like he did it all the time, like he belonged there.
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“I’m trying to...to tell you what this means to me,” he said, covering Sonny’s hand where it sat on his knee. “I’m telling you you’re not the only one. It’s not one-sided.”
Sonny blinked at him, because it turned out he must have stopped listening, lost in the greens of his eyes and the woody musk of his cologne, tired from a long night of paperwork and an even longer day of police work.
“You—me? Really?”
“You, yes,” Rafael said with a grin
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“She’s a good woman,” Sonny said thickly, looking down at the beer in his hand.
“The best,” Elliot agreed with a grin, clapping Sonny on the shoulder. “Although you didn’t do too bad.”
That startled a laugh out of Sonny and he looked back over to Amanda again, warmth thrumming through his veins.
"Yeah,” he said a little breathlessly. “Still pinchin’ myself, y’know.”
Elliot nodded slowly, finally tearing his gaze from the women to look at Sonny. “I know exactly how you feel.”
“So you and Liv…” he trailed off, not sure it was really his place despite Elliot starting this thread of conversation.
“Getting there,” he said with a shrug. “I’ve got a lot of work to do. But she’s worth it.”--
or: Sonny and Amanda host dinner for the squad
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Ba-bum. Ba-bum. Ba-bum.
Everything seems to slow down, all sound fading away until all Peter can hear is his own heartbeat in his ears, loud, fast, urgent. He swears it stops for a second, a whole moment that drags on for ages as something wet hits his face, splatters his coat, and Sonny goes down in front of him. -
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They walk through Chelsea park, hand in hand, the rays of the setting sun alighting in Amanda’s hair, making her look so breathtakingly beautiful that, for just a second, Kat loses herself in the moment, in the flutter of Amanda’s eyelashes, in the quirk of her lips, in the fire ablaze in her hair, reflected in her eyes, in Kat’s heart.
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A collection of Kat/Amanda drabbles
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A collection of Calex drabbles that were previously part of another drabble collection
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“Seriously, Amanda, everyone I work with is sick,” he said, fishing in his pocket for his hand-sanitiser. “Check my forehead, will ya?”
She rolled her eyes, but stopped to indulge him anyway, pressing the back of her hand to his forehead as he leaned in, rubbing sanitiser over his hands.
“You know that won’t help if someone sneezes on you, right?” She asked, nodding towards his hands as she pulled away. “You feel fine.” -
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“Rafael,” he breathes out, trying not to cringe at the way his voice wavers just a little. “Never thought I’d see you in a place like this.”
The sentence is more weighted than he intends, but Rafael offers him a familiar smirk all the same, downing the remnants of his glass before turning to face Sonny in full.
“Dominick.”
It’s said with so much familiarity that a long-forgotten ache blossoms behind Sonny’s ribs.