djsoliloquy
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A few months after being installed as the governor of a lonely island port, James gets seduced by a dashing stranger. He has no idea said stranger is actually a pirate after his booty.
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Soft Taco Supreme by djsoliloquy
Fandoms: The Terror (TV 2018), The Terror - Dan Simmons
18 Feb 2023
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A returning problem customer has a complaint about the soft tacos being too soft. Jopson says he'll go talk to the manager.
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Francis and James are in love and rebuilding a life together; Sophia discovers a wife in James to balance the husband in Francis.
OR: The woman who rejected Francis twice says yes to Fitzier.
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a terrible guide to sex pollen in the workplace by djsoliloquy for madness_and_smiles
Fandoms: The Terror (TV 2018)
04 Dec 2022
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James has a strange reaction to an alien pollen. The first thing he does is kiss Francis on the mouth.
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“Look at you,” James says, hushed. “You’ve a little gap in your teeth down here as well, did you know that?”
Back in England, Francis reveals his deep secret to James.
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Introduced to Waloed by Barnabas Tharmr in the eighth year of his reign, this supplication appears apocryphal to all known Circle of Malius canon. Whether its author has been lost to time—or its words were first uttered by the Last King himself—none can say.
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18 Sep 2023
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The Very Wine of Blessedness by thearrogantemu
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
03 Sep 2017
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Sweet are the summers on the plains of Yavanna Kementari, and dark hang the clusters of grapes in the Yulmanore, and red is the wine that flows from those happy vineyards. Seldom have mortals tasted such a liquor, which is poured out for the guests of kings, and carried in fair vessels by hands of their sons and their daughters, and flows freely at the great festivals of the Blessed Realm. To some it brings grief and to others gladness of heart, some it inflames to madness and some it lulls to sleep, but to all it brings, for a time, release from care; and shows forth clearly what lies hidden in the heart.
“No,” said the High King of the Noldor. “You shut up.”
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- Part 7 of The Splintered Light
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14 Jun 2023
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There was a strange harsh sound like a cry choked off; Fingolfin looked up suddenly and saw his brother weeping. “I killed my children,” he said, his voice still clear despite his tears. “I gave them the choice that took their choices from them. I made them into weapons, my shining sons. Forged against Morgoth, so I thought. Against Morgoth? Against their people. Against themselves. I killed them. My children -- my children.” And he wept bitterly, covering his face with his hands.
Fingolfin waited, and Fëanor’s distress was so great that he did not even notice Fingolfin’s hesitation. He weighed giving voice to the question in his mind, with prudence on one hand and the wine on the other. The wine won.
“Would you do it again?”
“What part of it?”
“The Oath.”
Fëanor was silent for a long time, resting his head in his hands. Fingolfin was just leaning forward, to see if he could see in his eyes if he had slipped into slumber when he spoke.
“Not -- not exactly.”
Fingolfin waited for him to go on; his brother seemed to be searching for particulars.
“I would,” he said after a moment, “have kept my children out of it.”
Fingolfin leapt to his feet, the world pitching like the deck of a ship in a storm.
“Void take you, Fëanor, you don’t get to keep your children out of it! You didn’t get to keep me out of it, you didn’t get to keep our people out of it, there is no such thing as destroying yourself alone, brother; I tried.”
“I thought,” said Fëanor after a moment, “you succeeded.”
“My people -- my children --”
“What happened to them was Morgoth’s doing. None of yours.”
“I may not have chained any of my children to my ankles when I cast myself into the abyss --”
“There, then you do agree with me --”
“But there simply isn’t a world where self-destruction doesn’t have consequences.” He seized Fëanor by the shoulders and pulled him to his feet. “You would rather have had your father than the Silmarils. Don’t you realize your sons would rather have had you?”
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Set after the cold boys embark on their cold boy tragedy fest. Hot girls ONLY in the Franklin/Cracroft household.
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“It’s plain what he needs, Francis. The question is whether he realizes it or not.”
“And what does he need?”
“Oh, the usual.” James is grinning now, impish as a schoolboy. “Sexual stimulation, carnal discipline, perhaps a good paddling here and there.“
Edward Little comes to visit his old captains in the summer of 1853.
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- Part 2 of Comforts of Home
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17 Oct 2021
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CLUTCHES THIS FIC TO MY HEART
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“I wish you would stop being such a martyr,” a languid voice says quietly, drawling as well as a man can with two missing molars and a glassy, bloodshot eye, leaking all the while from open chest wounds. Francis is rather impressed with his dedication to the role, somewhere under the roil of fury and exhaustion. “You know as well as I do that you could have this bed sometimes, if it didn’t suit you to stomp about with blacked eyes and a put-upon expression.”
“And what should we do with you all the while, Commander,” he says, all on a great sigh, “wrap you in sailcloth already? Come, man, you’re either well enough to cease bleeding on my sheets or too ill to get out of them, you can’t have it both ways.”
“Francis,” Ross began, “I did not undertake to accept the position of second on Franklin’s expedition for you, as you asked.”
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06 Oct 2021
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[He is breathtaking: wild and sorrowful and holy in the lamplight]
help I'm crying at this beautiful fic and I can't get up!!!