desmonds_constant
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He woke to the feeling of heat on his face and pressure on his chest. A groan built in his throat, but he didn’t voice it. Quiet, always quiet, and still. Don’t move until you know what you’re moving into. Make no sound until you know who’s there to hear you. He breathed in scorched air and opened his eyes.
His vision blurred the flames leaping out of the window above him, but the thick smell of smoke shot him through with enough alarm to move his aching body. Something heavy slipped off his stomach as he sat up, and he blinked to focus on the object beside him.
An arm, limp, connected to a bloody shoulder. Glassy eyes stared from a face he didn’t know, mouth open, cheek pressed into the concrete.
Or: Eliot wakes up on the floor of a parking garage beside a dead man, with no memory of who he is or what happened to the other man. He only knows two things for certain: someone is trying to kill him, and he's not going to wait around for it to happen.
Or or: The author reread a western and decided to make it everyone else's problem.
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Bookmarked by desmonds_constant
03 Feb 2026
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So good. Amazingly well-written. Great characters. Reichenbach situation at the beginning, but it works out.
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Watching the three of them, Quinn ruefully thinks that they’re good together. Occupying each other’s spaces as easy as breathing, in sync and utterly smitten with each other. A perfect equilateral triangle.
There’s a keen sense of loss echoing in his sternum, but he smothers it. You can’t lose what you never really had.
(or: five times Quinn gets dragged into working with the team and one time things go a little differently.)
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As she stood in the snow debating whether or not she could find a step ladder to help things along she heard a gruff male voice ask, “Need some help?”
It wasn’t often that someone could sneak up on her but her guard was down and she’d been so lost in her conundrum that she hadn’t heard any approaching footsteps. It was on the tip of her tongue to say ‘yes, please,’ but as she turned to thank her would be savior the smile slid off her face and a frown took over.
“Lieutenant Tucker?” she asked in confusion. If it wasn’t him then it was a damn good doppelganger.
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- Part 1 of A Very Merry Tuckson Christmas
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Bookmarked by desmonds_constant
06 Nov 2025
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A legal document, forgotten but not erased, drags a man who has just walked away from everything back to the bedside of the woman he left behind, forcing them to navigate the wreckage of her body and their shared history. Now he must decide how far he is willing to go to help bring the woman he loves back.
With this love like a hole
Swallow my soul
Draggin me down
And I swear I'll stay with you
But I just can't forgive you
And I'll never be whole again
— 'Litost'