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darkhorse-javert · 1 month

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Going right back to the beginning of my Foyle's War writing for this one, with Sam's infection in Bad Blood as in my fic 'Desperation' on AO3. Sam's side of things

There's a thick smothering blanket pressing and wrapping around her. It won't shift, even as she tries to push it back

Very distant sounds, are they voices?

A familiar one, much closer to her ears, a steady cadence of recitation "...Pea green boat.." It's a man's voice, but not her father's, too light, too young. The voice drops back into talking, "Something about a pig, and a ring.

Pig, farm, I caught my arm on the wire trying to pet the goat. That is clear, about the last thing that is. More voices, none so clear, and a poke that might have been sharp if it wasn't so far far away. The buzz fades.

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One voice again, talking lifting back into recitation "-ose among, the bleak twigs overhead... blast-beruffled..."

The pattern of the voice around the words pulls at her, digging through the blanket. Sea-side, the wind blowing her hair, quietly heartfelt words...

Andrew? But Andrew is in Debden, it can't be Andrew reciting Hardy. She concentrates as much as she can, but only fragments more of the poem flicker in and out.

He's talking again, the same quiet tone "...don't know what Dad...Sam, so much."

It- it has to be Andrew, no one else would talk so freely about 'Dad'. And only the Hastings Police call me 'Sam'

If he's gone AWOL again - on my account!

"Sam, there's so much.....

Gradually sentences become clearer, the blanket lifting off

"Rabbiting on like this...probably can't stand Hardy, or Blake, or even Kipling."

Some of Hardy, no, but I do like 'Thrush.'

And then when Andrew starts to speak again - and it is Andrew, she's sure, it's a peice she's never heard before, a pilot lost in darkness and being guided home.

That's not Blake. Not Blake at all...

"Oo aaay" Her lips blur the words.

There's a clatter of metal then a gasped exclamation "Sam?!" He calls for the Ward Sister, then close to her ear, "Sam...What did you say?"

The light is bright against her lids as she gathers the words I said it's not Blake "'d is no Blake."

#foyle's war #sam stewart #foyle's war fanfiction #sam/andrew #flash fic friday

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paulinedorchester · 11 months

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Hastings, September 1945

(By way of explanation, last month I went to a concert that included an excerpt from Béla Bartók's Duke Bluebeard's Castle. This is an opera that really suits the present pop-cultural moment: as you can undoubtedly guess, it's a horror story, and just think of all the horror films that are being produced these days! I can't find a linkable video that I can really endorse, so if you can look into it yourselves if you care to. The point, however, is that the following has been knocking around in my mind ever since then.)

‘Sam,’ Andrew begins. She looks up. ‘There’s something that I’ve been wanting to say. It’s a bit awkward, though,’ he adds.

‘Yes? Do go on, please.’

‘Well... what I want to tell you is that this is your home now, at least for the time being, and that I want you to, um, to feel that way.’

‘Oh, Andrew, I do!’ Sam exclaims.

‘The trouble is,’ Andrew continues, ‘it can’t really be that way, because after all it’s Dad’s house, so if you wanted to... I don’t know, replace the wallpaper... well, I don’t think... ’

He trails off into silence.

‘I do feel quite at home here, Andrew,’ Sam assures him, ‘and I wouldn’t want to change a thing.’

‘All right.’

‘Actually, though, there’s something that I’ve been meaning to ask — about the house, I mean.’

‘Oh — yes?’

‘I ought to have asked your father before he left, but it slipped my mind,’ Sam goes on. ‘You’d be quite likely to know as well, though, I would imagine.’

‘Yes? What is it?’

‘It’s just... what’s in the second storey?’

Andrew’s face changes — closes rather, Sam thinks.

‘The attic,’ he replies.

Sam has the distinct feeling that she’s not meant to pursue this subject any farther.

‘Yes, I’d rather assumed that much,’ she tells him. ‘But what’s in the attic? The door’s locked,’ she adds.

Andrew pauses for a brief moment before he says anything more, glancing down at the table and looking, Sam thinks, as though he were deciding what, if anything, to tell her.

‘You must never, ever go up there, Sam,’ he announces solemnly. He looks at her intently now, his face as somber as his voice. ‘I tell you this because I love you and I want to protect you.’

It occurs to Sam to laugh, but also that, were she to do so now, it would likely be a nervous laugh. But then she sees that Andrew’s eyes are sparkling, and when she does begin laughing she doesn’t feel nervous at all.

‘My mother kept her painting studio up there,’ Andrew explains. He’s not quite merry, but he is smiling, and the solemnity is gone. ‘All of her supplies are still there — Dad never got rid of any of them. A few dozen paintings, as well, that she never sold or gave to anyone. They’re not even mounted. We can go have a look if you like. I’m surprised Dad locked the door, but the key’s in my desk.’

#foyle's war fan works #andrew foyle #sam stewart #sam/andrew #for s/a wednesday

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jomiddlemarch · 9 months

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He always wondered how Rose did it. (FW if possible please)

He always wondered how Rose did it. There was something about her, ever since she’d been placed in his arms swaddled in a cashmere shawl that had reportedly belonged to Sam’s grandmother, that had made him hers. He loved the boys, Anthony with Rosalind’s eyes, Michael nine-tenths Sam’s mischief, but neither one of them had stolen his heart in the same way. He couldn’t say it was that she reminded him of someone dear, though she might grow to do so, nor that it had a long time since there had been a baby, Michael only beginning to stagger around, nappies still draped haphazardly on the line in the small garden. Perhaps it was the way Andrew had said her name and the gentleness in his finger as he stroked her plump cheek, perhaps something else.

It was a mystery and Christopher Foyle couldn’t say he minded that it remained unsolved.

#foyle's war #sam/andrew #christopher foyle #family fluff #darkhorse-javert #prompt fill

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skinsharpenedteeth · 2 years

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Summer Sons Sex Week 2022

Hey there fam! I know this isn’t a huge fandom (yet), but I wanted to start a challenge for anyone who wants to dip their toe in writing/drawing/mood boarding/whatever for Summer Sons by Lee Mandelo. This is a challenge I set myself last year for a different fandom and it was a way for me to stretch myself. You can do any pairing and there is no set word count! Drabbles welcome and encouraged as much as full length fics. I’m aware I’m putting this out there on short notice.

Posting will start on Monday, July 11, 2022 and end Sunday, July 17th, 2022. I will make a collection on Ao3 if you’d like to post it to the collection, or if you want to post it on tumblr just tag it #SummerSonsSexWeek2022 or #SSSW22 and I’ll be sure to reblog it!

The daily challenges are as follows:

Moanday (July 11) - Something about being loud. It can be about one of the characters being obsessed with how loud their partner gets, it could be about hearing someone moan and listening in, or it could just be about someone making a lot of noise eating chocolate and it turning sexual. Whatever you choose, the main idea is MOANING. We wanna hear it!

Tongueday (July 12) - Tongue-fucking, ass-eating, licking, slurping, whatever! Get those tongues waggling!

Wetday (July 13) - Shower sex, omega slick, pool time shenanigans, spit as lube, whatever. Give us your dirty wet stories. Today is a flash flood zone.

Thirstday (July 14) - Thirst photos made them do it? Drunk sex? Being turned on when you can’t do anything about it, but fucking obsessing over the person you wanna sex up? Let’s see our faves parched and dying for a drink.

Frotday (July 15) - Frottage! Non penatrative sex that isn’t a blow job or a hand job. Classic clothes on frot? Naked frotting? Sleep frotting?

Shushday (July 16) - Muffled sex! Are they going to get caught in a semi-public location getting off? Is there someone asleep in the same room as them? Is someone holding a phone conversation while the other is edged? It’s all about controlling your volume.

Sexday (July 17) - Any kind of sex! Write whatever you want!

A Note about Posting : This fandom includes a trans character. Please be sensitive to others and put appropriate warnings and tags about the language and situations used including this character. No one likes to be triggered unintentionally.

Special thanks to @redcole for helping me with the prompts and generally being the most lovely human.

#SummerSonsSexWeek2022 #SSSW22 #summer sons #summer sons by lee mandelo #andrew blur/sam halse #Sam/Andrew #Andrew/Eddie #Riley/Ethan #Riley/Andrew #Riley/Eddie #Sam/Eddie #Riley/Ethan/Luca #Riley/Luca #Luca/Ethan #whatever pairing you want #just tag it for god's sake

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molt3ngold · 2 months

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arcanespillo · 5 months

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also please tag the person you're thinking about while voting this? it's not useful to the poll i just wanna know.

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logray · 1 month

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SPIDER-MAN feature films (2002-2023)

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mischievous-thunder · 8 months

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toadstool32 · 5 months

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its here!! ecto-implosion time! i got to do two pictures for the event and @yourneighborhoodneighbor did a very fun fic with these! go read it right now!>>>

and thank you to the mods @ecto-implosion for organizing the event, it was very fun!

#ectoimplosion2023 #danny phantom #danny fenton #jazz fenton #sam manson #tucker foley #shoutout to andrew who wrote the fic insanely quick ur a legend #ddd

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chaoticace2005 · 4 months

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Top Hazbin Hotel Songs so far: (order not super relevant because I jump a lot between my favorites so it’s hard to have a definitive ranking.)

(Note: ALL the songs were bops. There wasn’t a single one I disliked. I’m just going off which ones hit me the hardest and are now living in my head.)

1. Stayed Gone- this song is just so fucking catchy. The quick talking of Vox at the beginning is great- displaying confidence while also clearly overcompensating. The music is pretty repetitive at first but in a comforting way, being simple in terms of number of instruments. And then Al comes in and changes it up. I love the way these two argue- Al just roasting the hell out of Vox was great. The rivalry between these two is great and so entertaining to watch.

2. Loser Baby- so cute. Keith David’s voice was amazing. Loved Angel and Husk’s chemistry. Angel’s shock/annoyance at Husk at first is hilarious. Also songs like that and Crooked (from Helluva Boss) really are saying something’s we really don’t hear often enough: that things are a mess sometimes, but that doesn’t mean you’re alone. Both songs acknowledge the messy parts of the characters and both say “I see that, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care for you.” Plus it being in the same episode as Poison? Their messages complimented each other well and kind of closed the story for it.

3. Poison- Blake Roman is just- wow. No words. When this song came out a couple weeks ago I had it on repeat obsessively. We get to see Angel’s internal thoughts- his self-blaming for all the shit that’s happening, and how hopeless he feels. The emotion poured into this is astounding. It was amazing as a stand-alone song, and then the way the show integrated it in episode 4 made it hit even harder. It’s definitely A LOT- but sometimes that’s what makes such hard hitting songs, being so personal.

4. Hell is Forever- Alex Brightman killed it as always. I listened to this one on repeat dozens of times. It’s so insanely catchy. The rock(?) music that comes in to cut Charlie off? Also this song nails in the fact even more than Adam SUCKS. And while this is happening we are delivered the logic behind the angel’s choices- explicitly saying “yeah we don’t care. Murder is fun :)” AND are given the information about major conflict of season- that the extermination day for moved up.

5. Respectless- got brain worms from this. The way Velvette dropped in and changed the whole genre of the song was A W E S O M E. Her and Carmilla both SLAPPED. Also the line “I’m the backbone of the Vees” was just- I just loved the energy of the song. Major Six vibes. I’d love Lilli Cooper to sing more in the show!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel spoilers #hazbin #hazbin vox #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #AV hatemance #AV rivalry #hazbin angel dust #angel dust #adam hazbin hotel #velvette hazbin hotel #carmilla carmine #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin husk #Andrew underberg #sam haft

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tranquil-slaughterhouse · 26 days

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#helluva boss #sam haft #andrew underberg #the full moon

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darkhorse-javert · 2 months

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Spring Edition Flufftober Day 7

And i'm behind with these prompts, again

I'm jumping ahead a few months in my Foyle's War AU ahead to write this for the Spring edition of @flufftober.

Giving someone a Present

April 1943

Sam carefully folded the pink scarf her parents had sent back on itself, brushing her fingers on the wool. It would just about go, especially if she wore it with something green-coloured. And it's warm, which is the most important thing, the way the wind even in spring can bite on those long bike-rides.

"Ah, here's one more." Kit, sitting opposite, had reached down and, from somewhere, pulled out yet another package of brown paper, holding it out to her.

She took the small rectange on reflex. "But you've already given me one." Two extra, hard-won, spanners to travel in her coat pocket, in case the bike were to break down enroute.

"Mmm- not exactly mine." Kit said as he settled back into his chair. "I just kept it safe a while."

She pulled the rough packing string free, unfolding the paper and lifting it away. A hardback book with a smokey blue dust-jacket, evocative of shadows and searching torches appeared

"Oh! It's the new Lorac! 'Death Came Softly'" she read off the front cover "I saw this was out in The Times a while ago, but to get it -"

She glanced up at Kit, he flicked his fingers a little, as if to say 'open it' She eased open the cover. Familiar handwriting, set stark against the thin paper of the flyleaf.

' My Dearest Sam,

Happy Birthday to you this 20th April 1943,

My own darling, dearling, Wife,

& Many Happy Returns of the Day.

I hope you enjoy this one

Your ever-loving Husband

Andrew

XXX

She gently brushed her fingertips against the ink, looked up at Kit

"He bought it down...?"

"When he was last on Leave." Kit said as he nodded. He smiled "I've been hiding it since then-" His lips quirked into a knowing smile "Not telling where mind you."

The smile was infectious, "As if I'd ask." She turned to the first page of the story proper, ignoring the disbelieving noise from her father-in-law.

A/N; In which the Author didn't have to Fudge things, because the 1943 E. R. C. Lorac novel is mentioned in the Times of February 24, 1943 - so it was published in time for Sam's (apparent) Birthday.

#fluffspring2024 #day 7 #foyle's war #foyle's war fanfiction #sam/andrew #sam stewart #christopher foyle #Murder Mystery Bookworm Sam #Long-Distance Marriage

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ecoamerica · 2 months

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paulinedorchester · 3 months

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Happy Valentine's Day!

#valentine's day #foyle's war fan works #sam stewart #andrew foyle #sam/andrew

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jomiddlemarch · 2 years

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For the fluff asks, might I respectfully request "I’m lost.” for Foyle & Andrew?

“I’m lost,” Andrew repeated. He’d said it first when he’d rung, the call itself a rare enough event Foyle had known to pay close attention to not only his son’s words but the pauses between them, the subtle alterations in tone, the kind of observation he generally reserved for a suspect who was close to a confession. When Foyle had offered to come round and try to help, the alacrity with which Andrew accepted was both alarming and a relief; it had been years since Andrew had asked for any assistance, let alone welcomed it.

“Tell me again what you’ve done,” Foyle said, hanging up his coat on a peg by the door. It was a short walk to the kitchenette, the flat Andrew shared with Sam close quarters, even by the standard of an effusive estate agent. Andrew squinted down at the French cookery book splayed open on the scrubbed oak table like a corpse to be autopsied and then looked back at his father and shrugged.

“I wanted to surprise Sam with a nice dinner when she comes back from her parents and you know the university doesn’t pay much, so I thought I could make something, one of Mum’s favorite recipes, but it’s all gone horribly wrong and all I want right now is a whiskey,” Andrew said. Foyle took in the indeterminant color of the smear on Andrew’s shirt and the furrow in his brow, the early grey at his son’s temples, the similar limpness of his collar and the dishtowel he’d slung over his shoulder in lieu of Sam’s capacious pinafore. It wasn’t the time to offer money, though he suspected Sam would be delighted with fish and chips or a meat pie at the local pub, the treat the company and not having to face the washing up.

“Do you have a good bottle of red?” Foyle asked.

“I said whiskey, dad.”

“I meant for the meal,” Foyle said. “And some onions?”

“There’s some wine, but the recipe doesn’t call for either of those,” Andrew said. “It goes on and on about folding in, but I haven’t the foggiest clue what that means.”

“She’s been a fortnight at her father’s vicarage, Andrew, eating creamed swedes and rissoles. Being served her Uncle Aubrey’s homemade wine. Sauté some onions in butter, brown the chicken, and be liberal with the Burgundy,” Foyle said. “She’ll say it’s the best coq au vin she’s ever eaten. She won’t even miss the garlic.”

#foyle's war #fluff #prompt fill #andrew foyle #sam/andrew #family #domestic #cooking #foyle to the rescue #uncle aubrey's vintage #daisyyydaisyyydaisyyy

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desertpups · 8 months

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astrokatiemack: Had a wonderful time hosting @hozier and his band mates (@kayrog, @larissamaestro & @ajax_ryan) and tour manager for a visit to @perimeterinstitute yesterday! We talked black holes and dark matter, quantum gravity and the Einstein Field Equations. It was a rare pleasure to have the chance to share my passion for physics with someone whose work is so meaningful to me! Thank you @hozier for stopping by and thank you @perimeterinstitute for being such a wonderful place to work and to bring visitors!

#hozier #andrew hozier byrne #Katie Mack #Alex Ryan #Kristen Rogers #Larissa Maestro #Sam Pauly

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supercap2319 · 2 months

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Y/N: "So if you guys are the Spidermen." *He looks at all three versions of Peter Parker. He turns to the three women in Spider-like attire* "Are you the Spiderwomen? The Spider Girls? Spider Ladies? Spiderettes? Spiderbabes?"

Anya: "Can I please punch him?"

Julia: "Not in public."

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #spiderman comics #spider man #mcu spiderman #amazing spider man #sam rami spiderman #toby maguire #andrew garfield #tom holland #anya corazon #julia carpenter #mattie franklin #peter parker #spider girl #spider woman

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