suchA_Consequentialist
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- The Old Guard (Movies 2020 2025) (9)
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- Stargate SG-1 (2)
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Jim is breathing fast, glaring at him with the same hatred he had the night Brandon stood next to his car and told him he was just like his parents.
Hands still up, Brandon says, “I told you I feel responsible for this mess, so I’m going to do whatever I can to fix it. But we don’t have a lot of options here. Your fiancée was attacked by the supernatural, and the state of California just doesn’t recognize unseen spirits as viable defendants in a trial.”
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It happens on a Tuesday, because these things usually happen on a Tuesday.
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I AM A GIVER [fanmix] by suchA_Consequentialist
Fandoms: The Son of Monte Cristo (1940), The Count of Monte Cristo - All Media Types
17 Jul 2023
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Grand Duchess Zona starts as a clandestine revolutionary, falls in love with a vigilante, and ends the story in multiple forced marriages. This is her fanmix: 9 songs about power and women and the anger that lingers in every cheap happy ending.
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They’ve stumbled out past the line of the club, and settled into random spots along the sidewalk. This should be the moment they all find water or food and head towards the line of cabs that wait a few blocks down near the hotel.
Tonight, however, Joe is determined for the whole world to know that Andy is his friend - as demonstrated by the way that he is shouting it to Nile where she stands near the door of the club. -
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Joe has had a few drinks and his friends have left him alone on the dance floor, so there's nothing to stop him from hitting on that good-looking Italian guy in the cheesiest way possible.
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Jonathan becomes a part of Gethin's life so seamlessly, Gethin almost doesn't realise it.
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While on holiday in Crete, Benoit Blanc stumbles across a murder in a sleepy coastal village. He probably shouldn’t get involved — he is, after all, on holiday.
Oh, who is he kidding.
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Bookmarked by suchA_Consequentialist
28 Dec 2025
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She's got her back pressed against worn sticky plastic in a swan boat of dubious structural integrity. The swan in front of them is cracked nearly in half, one sad wing drooping awkwardly to the left. It must be out of order. The tunnel is humid and dark, and she can smell the subtle spice of Karadec's cologne over the reek of dielectric grease, warm and piquant, and it's driving her nuts. Bruce Springsteen is still singing in the background, piped through the shitty speakers, on and on in that slightly flat tone he affected on the whole Tunnel of Love album, always a little off from where she expects the notes to fall. It oughta be easy, oughta be simple enough, he croons. Man meets woman and they fall in love.
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Bookmarked by suchA_Consequentialist
28 Dec 2025
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He misses the way the name Atlas feels on his tongue; sparkling, like good champagne and pop-rocks as it dances from his lips. Daniel always grins at him whenever he says it, tilts his head and runs his tongue along his teeth as he follows him with his eyes.
Henley and Merritt watch, and when his cheeks are red and Daniel excuses himself to the bathroom, they wiggle their eyebrows and laugh like hyenas.
Bookmarked by suchA_Consequentialist
26 Nov 2025
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The moment the door clicked shut behind him, both Henley and Jack dropped backwards, landing on the bed with a thud. Merritt snorted, dropped his own bag and went to join them; Jack let out a groan, and rolled over to bury his face in the sheets again.
“Lock him out.” He groaned, and Henley let out a high pitched laugh. Her hair was falling over her face, the red lighting up her dark eyes as she stared up at the ceiling.
“Can’t, I think he took the key.” She sighed.
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Or: The horsemen's first trip to Paris.
Series
- Part 4 of intertwined, sewn together
Bookmarked by suchA_Consequentialist
25 Nov 2025