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Eliot, after the dust settles, finds himself alone and teaching at Brakebills. Post S5. (Or maybe--not?)
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One year after Quentin returns, Julia throws him a welcome home party. Eliot finds a way to reconnect with Quentin, even from across another realm. Post S4, Post-Fix-It.
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A fix it fic from Alice's POV.
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Post resurrection, Quentin readjusts to living.
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My turn on the fix-it ride.
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“Life is probabilistic,” Julia says. “Each life is rooted in its surrounding subjectivities. We don’t need to bring all of him back. We couldn’t, because there is no all of him anymore. But we can bring a piece of him — and another — and another — and if we get enough pieces, then our own consciousness will unite them. We can — fill in the gaps, like your mind does when you’re looking at a constellation.”
“Or a mosaic,” Eliot says quietly. Thinking about what he had learned there: that the beauty of all life existed in the spaces between.
Alice looks at him. “Yeah. Like that.”
(Or: A story about bringing Quentin(s) back to life.)
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20 Sep 2022
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This is a story about surprises, magical architecture, and soft, beautiful things.
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- Part 2 of Bower 'verse
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18 Feb 2021
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“It's not a small detail, Wicker,” Eliot says, perhaps a little more sharply than necessary. “Whoever he thinks I am, I'm – clearly not. And he's not....”
Damn. Eliot's throat won't quite let him vocalize the rest of the thought, and he resents that small weakness. This young man who lives with Julia now, he's not – he's not the Quentin Coldwater that Eliot carries. He shouldn't hold any power over Eliot at all.
That's the theory, at least.
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04 Feb 2021
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When their pack is killed by a lone alpha known only as the Beast, Quentin and Julia are taken in by a pack of city wolves who have a much different approach to things than they're used to. Reluctant as Quentin is to let his guard down, he can’t help being curious about his new packmates - especially Eliot, who seems determined to make him wonder if the chance to belong somewhere maybe isn't as far out of reach as he thought.
But Quentin knows that what he lost once he could lose again, and the Beast has never left survivors before…- Language:
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20 Jan 2021
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beat the blessed earth with our heartbeats by hoko_onchi for RedBlazer
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29 Dec 2020
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“What is it that you’re trying to do here?” Eliot's words are tinged with good natured amusement; that should put Quentin on the defensive. Instead, his whole body relaxes, reacting to Eliot’s calm, steady scent, the slight rumble of his voice.
He leans toward Eliot, eyes wide, inhaling deeply and stifling the whine that starts to rise in his throat. Jesus fuck. Quentin is a hormonal nightmare. He shouldn’t be allowed in any public space. Ever. But certainly not within a few weeks of his heat. Jesus.
“Um. I’m—strawberry patch. The landscape fabric—”
A grin spreads across Eliot’s face, and Quentin just gives up. He can’t be expected to form a complete thought when he’s just the right height to focus on Eliot’s collarbones, his eyes wandering to the scent gland on Eliot’s right side, which—barely there, just a slightly darker patch of skin—sits just above the collar of his shirt. He takes a deep breath and lets it out, trying not to do what he wants to do, which is whine, bury his face against Eliot’s neck, beg Eliot to hold him and scent him and make him smell like that.
But Quentin is a person, and Eliot is a person, and they’re both people, and Quentin can function, for fuck’s sake.
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