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You’re too old to be this sentimental, he tells himself, brushing the fabric with extra vigor. What matters is that he act prudently and not risk a good position over a dark brow and a pair of broad shoulders. He is not a ship’s boy anymore, cocky over the surety of his next meal for the first time in his life and the knowledge of his ability to catch a man’s eye. He did not make it this far by indulging in risks or asking for more than was good for him. He hadn’t batted an eye when the admiralty had laughed Crozier’s attempts at securing his lieutenancy out of the room. He is accustomed to wanting what he cannot have.
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- Part 2 of vinegar and pearl-ash
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25 Aug 2026
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I write you now a few lines from Portsmouth to say how we have been getting on. All going as well as I could wish and we have been busily employed preparing ourselves to ship out to Cadiz. Ready for sea tomorrow.
Being the correspondence of Captain Francis R.M. Crozier of the H.M.S. St. Vincent and Captain James Fitzjames of 26 Sussex Square, Brighton, between the years of 1849 and 1851.
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24 Aug 2026
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"Come back! Even as a shadow,
Even as a dream." - Euripides, Herakles---
His dreams are full of Obito. The good ones are snatches of memories, missions together that Kakashi once felt were meaningless and now wishes ardently that they could return to. He would pull a hundred weeds, paint a thousand fences, and catch a million ill-tempered cats if it meant that Obito would somehow come back.
The bad ones are about the cave. In those, everything is too real. Every smell, sight, sound is precise and punishing and Kakashi wakes up with the taste of earth and copper on his tongue
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Kakashi is supposed to be dead, but Obito saved him. Obito is supposed to be dead, but Kakashi isn't so sure that he is.
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13 Aug 2026
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The selkie offers out a hand for a stiff handshake, a warm and dry embrace. He's not sure what he expected. Claws, fur? It’s a hand. A broad palm, long fingers. He's practically indistinguishable from a man, except for the eyes. The eyes are cold and wet, black and deep as drowning waters.
AU where everything is the same except James is a selkie.
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27 Jun 2026
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Post-war dreaming.
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27 May 2026