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A news article pushes Secretary Thomas Jefferson out of the closet and right into the arms of one Secretary Alexander Hamilton, the human embodiment of a headache. What follows would be a romantic comedy, if it weren’t for the fact that the main characters are Thomas Jefferson and Alexander Hamilton.
Act I (.5) now complete!
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this is a poem to my little yellow notebook
whom i have poured my heart into
whose pages have born the brunt
of my rage
of my sadness
my pain and my hurt
but also my happiness
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sometimes it's easy
sometimes it's hard
but most of the time
most of the time
it's just us
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- Part 8 of Another 51
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Your Whole Life (in the Hand of God) by allonsy_gabriel
Fandoms: The Adventure Zone (Podcast)
21 Jan 2020
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Taako’s aunt had been a cleric.
She’d been old, even for an elf, old and so, so kind. Taako could still see her, even after all these years, whenever he closed his eyes. He remembered her smile, soft and warm. He remembered the way her hands felt when they were pressed against Taako’s own, showing him how to shape the dough in front of him. He remembered the way she’d held them, he and Lup both, close, so close, there at the end.
“You’re both going to be—you’re going to be okay. You’re going to be better than okay. You’re going to be incredible,” she’d whispered, pressing a kiss to each of their foreheads, smiling at them even as they cried. “Don’t lose faith, sheifales. Your whole lives are in the hand of God.”
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Elves on Tuson were distinct. Their long, pointed ears rotated in all directions. Their wide, angular eyes were vividly coloured.
They had constellations painted into their skin.
Nights didn’t fall all that often on Tuson. Caught between the orbits of two binary stars, there was rarely a time when there was not at least one sun in the sky. But oh, oh, on those rare and shining nights, the sky was filled with glittering stars and swirling galaxies.
On those nights, elves were born.
They were born with a map of the heavens above covering their faces, down their necks, their arms, their shoulders, the stars glimmering from where they were pressed into skin.
No two elves were born under the same sky, and therefore no two elves were identical.
Except…
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She got on a ship full of strangers.
And the strangers became colleagues.
And the colleagues became friends.
And the friends became family.
And the family became strangers once again.
Once,
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Aziraphale stared out the vast, endless window overlooking Heaven’s pale, washed-out facsimile of Earth and wished, just for a moment, that he had someone.
“It’s not very much like the real thing, is it?” a voice said from Aziraphale’s side, and he jolted like he’d put his finger in a live socket. He turned to face the voice once he’d regained his composure and found an angel with her arms crossed over her chest and her head tilted slightly to the side as she, too, looked out the window.
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'Til My Eyes Give Up (that's how i lost track of who i am and who i was) by allonsy_gabriel
Fandoms: Chronicles of Narnia - All Media Types
16 Nov 2023
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It was her younger brother who came to her in her dreams.
This much, strangely, made sense to Susan. What could Peter, golden, glowing Peter, say to her? How could Lucy, whose faith had never faltered, know the words Susan longed to hear?
Only Edmund knew. In some ways, Susan thought, only Edmund could ever know.
And so, it's Edmund who sat in front of her, night after night. Edmund, with his dark hair, so much like hers, highlighted by the moon.