#Graves X Avery

[b1rds3ye]

Victory Kiss

Turns out Graves gets very passionate when celebrating a successful mission. And when you’re nearby you end up facing the brunt of it.

Pairing: Phillip Graves x GN!Reader

Reader Aliases: Chief

Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Pre-MWII

Word Count: 1.5k

Warning: Graves kisses reader without prior consent (not malicious but please read at your own discretion)

A/N: Probably OOC Graves but imagining this was too entertaining to me 😋

You’ve gotten used to this.

You’ve gotten used to Graves’ infectious energy after a hard-earned win. He was a natural leader, cunning and brimming with charisma, but carefully restrained as to not be impulsive in high stakes situations. But when the stakes were low - such as times like now - Graves was free to be as expressive as he wished. And as second in command to Shadow Company, required to always stand by his side, you got front tickets to watch it unfold.

Shadow Company had offered unofficial air support in the depths of Kastovia. With every operation the stakes were getting higher and higher. After deploying all ammunition until resources were depleted, it seemed the entire aircraft waited with bated breath as you surveyed the ground through a heads up display. You sensed Graves beside you, his looming shadow gave more contrast to the monochromatic screen. Each pixel flickered from the daylight, the movement of trees and friendlies through the screen setting false flags in your mind.

You pulled back to look at Graves. His face was stern, the muscles in his face taut, eyebrows slightly furrowed as he tried to read your neutral expression. You shook your head.

“Confirmed hit, all hostiles eliminated.”

And there it was, like a switch flicked inside of him, you felt a little proud that you were the one who triggered it. Graves slammed his hands on the front console, pushing himself off to stand tall, brimming with energy. He was now adorning that familiar smile, a little wonky but charming all the same. With a heavy arm, he gave you a hefty slap on the back in congratulations, one that would’ve sent your head through the display if you weren’t prepared.

“That’s what I’m fucking talking about Shadows, this is how you get the job done!”

The entire atmosphere of the compartment lifted, you wouldn’t be surprised if the aircraft itself increased in elevation. There were sighs of relief, cheers of joy and hugs of a job well done. You never got sick of this sight, it reminded you what you were fighting for, to bring these boys home and secure victory.

It was a familiar sight, but it was comfortingly predictable. You watched with amusement as Graves paced around the room, praising each individual member in a voice so loud it damaged your ears once, then bounced off the walls to hurt your hearing for a second round. Each recruit responded with the signature ‘yup-yup’ and beaming smile. With each comment given, Graves was getting more and more drunk off the adrenaline which after months of observing him, came with some interesting habits of his.

It was fun hearing him swear like a sailor when he usually keeps his language so restrained he could be put on a children’s show.

“I saw your shots Erikson, that was the shit.”

“Vance you saved our fuckin’ asses with that extra fire.”

“Send this mission report to Shepherd and your dads will be back with the milk before you fucking know it!”

You’re pretty sure Graves has no idea what’s coming out of his mouth at this rate and to be fair neither do you nor the rest of the Shadows.

You stifled a snicker as you watched on. He continued with his questionable praise, not even stopping at the aircraft itself to which he gave an encouraging spank to the metal wall, only to recoil his arm when it unmistakably hurt his palm. Even on the other side of the aircraft, you caught snippets of what he said and you were sure the cheerful laughs of the Shadows were out of respect and not because they understood him. Although with an accent and voice like his, he could make a nonsensical string of sounds and you’d be nodding along.

Graves had gone full circle and made his way back to you.

“And to the soldier of the hour.”

He reared his head to you with such a leading force that the rest of his body had a hard time keeping up. His arms swayed from the momentum.

Just like every routine celebration, he planted his hands securely on your shoulders. His face is graced with the same charming smile he’s given you for months. Even under the red lighting of the aircraft he looked nothing short of a budding hero, the blue of his irises shone against the shadows cast over his face.

You expected the praise.

“Beautiful fuckin’ work, Chief.”

What you didn’t expect was the kiss that came straight afterwards.

You didn’t even have time to reply as Graves used his leverage on your shoulders to pull you in, lips crashing against yours. It was chaste, but the sheer strength he had made you sure your lips will bruise. Your mind blanked, adrenaline numbing any potential pains. The whirring of the aircraft’s turbo engines were drowned out, your vision dimming at the edges as all your senses honed in on Graves’ lips pressed into yours. It lasted no more than a single second until he separated from you, lips parting with an exaggerated but unintentional mwah.

“Dunno what I’d do without you,” he breathed out, only for you to hear. He watched you innocently, the skin around his eyes wrinkled in excitement, hands drifting down until they were on your biceps, rubbing your arms affectionately. However, you had to tear your gaze away from him and to the rest of the aircraft.

Graves just kissed you…

… in front of Shadow Company.

Your stomach dropped as you made eye contact with the entire team who now watched the two of you like teens tuning in to the hottest new flick. They were here for the drama, quiet as they waited for your response but smiles of anticipation creeping onto their faces.

“Eyes off, Shadows.”

Graves’ voice returned to its usual commanding tone, as though you were back in the mission. There was the grumble of ‘yup-yup’s’ as the rest of the team made the show of focusing on their stations (but you knew they were still sneaking glances whenever possible). Graves reoriented the two of you until you were against the wall, using himself to obscure the company’s view of you.

“Fuckin’ beautiful,” Graves muttered absentmindedly. He sounded more grounded, but he still needed to catch up on his breath, chest heaving in and out.

“It was a damn clean mission, Graves.”

“I ain’t talkin’ about the mission.”

Graves gives you his signature cocky smirk, waiting for a few moments for you to reply with your usual reassurance. But no thoughts were crossing your mind, instead it was aimlessly swimming in his attention. His arms that latched onto you were getting stronger, fingers tightening and burrowing into the narrow space between your tactical gear and shirt. His pupils were blown out, puppy-like as they searched you. But you couldn’t reply, not when you were drinking him in like he was to you. Your silence started to become overwhelming, crashing against Graves’ confidence and his smile fell, bravado collapsing with it.

“No good?” He faltered, letting his head hang low. He let out a quiet curse under his breath. “You put up with a lot of Shadow bullshit, both from them and me… I got lost in the moment.”

His attention turns to his hands that are on your arms. The pads of his thumbs rub your shirt fabric soothingly before dropping his hands to his sides. He gives you one final reassuring pat on the back, half-hearted and lacking its usual strength.

“I misread us,” he pursed his lips as he reflected, eventually shaking his head and tutting his lips disapprovingly at himself. “This is on me.”

“What?” You force yourself out of your stupor upon noticing Graves’ dejected form. You hurriedly try to pick him up, now you were the one putting your hands on his shoulders. “No, I just- I didn’t expect it. It was a surprise.”

“… you like surprises?” He looked up at you through his lashes, eyes brimming full of hope. You sometimes forget he’s your superior when he dials up his boyish charm.

“If they’re all like that then yes.”

“Then there’s plenty more where that came from, darlin'.”

His smug grin was back in full force, he only allowed himself a split second to memorise your shocked expression before turning away so you couldn’t respond. He rouses the rest of the Shadows up with an authoritative clear of the throat. He stands tall, back to the restrained commander role but not without a hand sneaking up to settle on the small of your back. Even as he assumed his professional role once again, the zeal in his voice was unmatched.

“Excellent work all ‘round boys. Let’s bring this aircraft back home.”

There were affirmative responses all round, but a curious Shadow couldn’t help but poke their head out of their station.

“So, uh, Graves. Are you and Chief a thing now?”

“Speak outta line like that again and you’re on cleanin’ duty for the next month, Sergeant.”

“… yup-yup.”

Call of Duty Masterlist

[thunderstruck9]

Wilfred Avery (British, 1926-2016), Gemini, 1965-69. Oil on canvas, 116 x 89.1 cm. Graves Gallery, Sheffield

[letstalktea]

Death Won’t Do Us Part

Content: Harper x Reader, Avery x Reader, Reader is dead at the start of the fic and it does not get better, physical abuse, Reader and Avery are implied to be in a more serious relationship, mentions of brain damage

Word Count: 1.5k

This wasn’t you. This lifeless, immobile husk with clouding eyes staring blankly ahead and skin that was slowly losing color. These stiff, cooling hands weren’t the same ones Harper had so lovingly held, disguised behind an unsteady mask of professionalism, each time you walked into their office for a check-up.

Their swirling eyes looked up at the dark brown ones – so dark they were nearly black – staring down at them. “You should have called sooner.”

Avery looked none the worse for wear, even staring directly at your corpse lying in the bed of his guest room which he must have moved you to – or paid someone to move you to. “It took time to clean the mess they made.”

A mess? Rigor mortis was already setting in and Avery was calling your death a mess. Not even an accident. Just a mess.

“And how can I help you with this mess?” Harper hated using Avery's callous words to refer to you, but they also knew the extent of the man’s rage and how easily it could turn on anyone he thought couldn’t do anything to fight back against him. They’d taken care of your open wounds and broken bones plenty of times to know just how dangerous the man was behind closed doors and they weren’t willing to find out just how much lower on the totem pole Avery thought they were than himself.

“Fix it. Discreetly.”

That would have been easier if Avery had called them when you had first gotten hurt rather than waiting to cover his own ass. If they had gotten there sooner, been able to see you before the life had left your eyes and Avery had moved your body – and you had clearly been moved – Harper may have been able to stabilize you. Better yet, if Avery had brought you to the hospital rather than hiding your body away in the guest room, they likely could have given you proper treatment. As things stood now, however, bringing you back from beyond the grave would require a miracle.

They wanted answers, both because they wanted to know what Avery had done to you this time but also because they needed to know what it was they were being asked to fix. 

“How did this happen?”

Avery’s face twisted into anger, as if being questioned was in and of itself a taboo. Now that they had seen the expression for himself, Harper understood why you were always so secretive about your injuries even though it was obvious where they had come from. If that was the face you saw every time you stepped out of line or made even the smallest mistake, they could understand why you never dared to say anything that would risk your safety any further.

Harper wasn’t you though. They were just the person having to deal with the aftermath.

“The longer it takes me to figure out what happened to them, the more time they have to rot. Their eyes are already clouding over and their eyesight won’t be as good as it was. They may even have some leftover joint and mobility issues due to the chemical changes in their muscles. It would be more helpful if you happened to know how they hurt themselves.”

Avery was too put together to click his tongue, but Harper could sense that it was the exact reaction to display his displeasure with the situation.

“They tripped and hit their head on the corner of the bookcase.”

In other words, Avery had hit you hard enough that you fell and hit your head, and that had killed you.

They’d seen your blood many, many times. From collecting it in vials to patching up the less than savory injuries you’d come into the hospital with over the years. They’d seen you in all manners of state. Once, they’d even had to cut your forehead open to pick out shards of glass that had buried themselves deep beneath your skin. That day was awful for everyone involved. They swore to themselves that nothing could be worse than that day, especially after you started crying in fear that your face had been ruined and how angry Avery would be if the stitches left a scar after your wound healed.

Avery always made you bleed, it was just that this time the bleeding had been mostly inside your brain. They wouldn’t know if it was epidural or subdural without further testing, but the result was the same either way; death. Even if they managed to bring you back, a feat seeming more and more impossible by the second, you would have brain damage. 

If Avery would be upset by a scratch on your face, they couldn’t imagine his unadulterated rage when they told him that you wouldn’t be the same person when you came back. Avery wanted a trophy, not a partner. If you weren’t polished to his liking, he would throw you away and get another. 

But one person’s trash was another person’s treasure.

Avery wouldn’t want you if you didn’t live up to his ideals, but Harper would. They would always want you, no matter what you were like when you came back. If Avery would gladly let you go and leave you in their waiting hands, that would be fine. In fact, if the brain damage was bad enough, perhaps they could get you a permanent residency in the asylum, where they could keep a close eye on you everyday.

You would have no more injuries, no more late night emergencies, no more terrifying calls like this one. You would be perfectly safe in a room they would never allow you to leave because they could write that you weren’t capable of being on your own. You would only have to see them everyday. They wouldn't even allow the orderlies to see you. Even when they were away at the hospital, they wouldn't allow another person near you.

Harper tried not to smile because they knew it would give away their intentions.

“May I have a moment?” They asked Avery in the hopes that he would leave the room so they wouldn’t have to try and suppress their jubilation.

Avery didn’t move.

“This will be ghastly,” Harper said, trying to touch on Avery's sensitivities.

He seemed to think about it for a moment. “I expect results.”

“I’ll do what I can.”

“And if you can’t do anything?”

“Whether I can or can’t, you won’t find this issue when you come back.” Because, if they couldn’t fix you, they knew Avery was expecting them to get rid of the problem in a way that didn’t cause him any more trouble than he’d already gone through. That’s what it meant to be discreet.

Avery looked at them, then at you. 

If Harper didn’t know better, they would think the annoyance gave way to the smallest spark of sadness when his eyes landed on your placid face. But he didn’t earn the right to be sad about your current state.

Avery left the room, closing the door behind him.

As soon as it was just Harper and you, they smiled. They smiled so widely that their cheeks hurt and they had to hold back their laughter. 

They could whisk you away right now and Avery wouldn't question a thing. They could put you in your new – technically old – room and keep you close. Avery would never look for you at the asylum because he thought the place was beneath him. 

The only flaw in their plan was that you were very much still dead.

No.

You couldn't be dead.

The dead didn't come back to life. No matter how good of a doctor Harper was, that would remain true. You were simply playing at being dead because you were trying to get away from Avery. That was the only way this night could end in any way other than tragedy. 

Harper understood your plan without you telling them a thing and was happy to help you carry it out. They examined the spot where you'd hit your head and reasoned that it was merely bruised. The clouding of your eyes was a trick of the light and your stiff limbs were the result of your tiredness.

You were fine.

You had to be because, if you weren’t, there was nothing they could do.

But, because you were clearly fine – maybe a little roughed up due to Avery's heavy hand, but otherwise fine – they would have to whisk you away from this place. Avery already gave their tacit approval for you to vanish without a word or trace and Harper saw no reason not to take him up on his generous offer.

Harper would gladly keep you.

[lightsoutmotel]

about & rules. | asks open.

18+ only.

I'm Grave, gay trans man, and I'm here to write some mean degrading shit.

I write for Degrees of Lewdity. mainly. That in mind, dark and taboo themes will be focused on here, such as noncon/dubcon, incest, abduction, and the list goes on. I will tag these but if you don't want to see that, don't follow. Honestly, I don't really like writing fluff-focused things, so don't expect a lot of that.

Info on kinks below the cut.

The DoL characters I like most right now are Bailey, Remy, Leighton, Avery, Harper, and Eden, all as men. Send asks about them.

rules

No minors. They'll be blocked on sight.

If you send something, be patient.

Big preference for trans man reader x LI men but I'll often write a gender-neutral reader.

If you can't handle separation of fiction and reality and how that factors into desire and kink, just get out.

kinks

Noncon/dubcon, breeding/impregnation, pregnancy, incest, abduction, daddy kink, degradation/humiliation, pain play, breathplay, forced affection, pet play (pups or cattle), pregnancy, evil older men, BDSM, gangbangs, multiple penetration, stealthing, orgasm denial/control, watersports/bladder control, blackmail, somnophilia, cheating, exhibitionism/public, excessive cum/cum inflation

absolutely not

Underage, scat, feet, vore, beating

maybe

This is a list of things I might write depending on the context.

Crossdressing, feminization, fluff

[queencityx]

The only failure is not to try.

Charlotte, meet Bennett Orion “Bowie” Washington, a 25 year old resident. Hailing from Hollywood, California, he’s been living in the neighborhood of NODA for a year. He’s been told he looks like the twin of Noah Centineo, but he disagrees.

GET TO KNOW THEM --

x He’s a retired actor, who is currently working on his PH.D in Special Education at UNC Charlotte. x Bowie grew up acting on a drama series called “Death After Life” where he played a grim reaper from the ages of 8 to 16. While he loved being on a show that’s still culturally significant, he also regrets being on it. x Bowie’s costar (and eventual spouse) also went by the nickname Benny, which led to a lot of confusion. To make things easier, he started using Bowie Washington as his stage name. Now that he’s no longer acting, he tried to transition back to using Bennett but now his real name sounds weird to him. x He can be found on all social media accounts by the handle  @BowieWashington. x People often describe him as creative, dedicated, persuasive but also unorganized, forgetful and rude. x When he’s not at work or with friends, he likes to paint and hike. x His favorite person is his girlfriend, Avery’s daughter, or as he likes to call her his little buddy and pint-sized partner-in-crime, Olivia.

TO THE GRAVE --

Even though his manager told the press that Bowie quit acting because he wanted to pursue his education and a normal life, it was actually because of his costar, Benny. The other man was 10 years Bowie’s senior and used the power he had over Bowie to force him into a sexual relationship when he was 14 years old. At 16, Benny convinced Bowie’s parents to allow them to get married. Critics believe that their marriage is the reason the show ended so abruptly. After the show ended, Benny made it a point ensure no one in Hollywood would hire Bowie. He thought if Bowie couldn’t get work, then Benny could keep him under his thumb forever. After Bowie turned 18, he hired a lawyer to figure out how to get out of his marriage and away from Benny. It took 2 years and the threat to go to the press about how young Bowie really was when their relationship started to get the older man to concede. He had to legally sign away his residuals for “Death After Life”, and stipulate that he would never act on screen or film in order to get the divorce and away from Benny. While it was worth it, he’d rather people think he was young and dumb and randomly married his costar at 16, then the truth.

[unravellingsilencehq]

I would love some prompts for Andressa! Thank you!

SONGS ON ANDRESSA PARKINSON'S MIXTAPE COULD BE...

"Do I have to catch you out. To know what's on your mind? Well, Cleopatra died for Egypt. What a waste of time." - Lies. Thompson Twins (1983) [x]

Andressa's relationship with her twin brother CRISTIANO PARKINSON [sibling] is an interesting one. Write about her relationship with her brother, rather her supporting him through childhood, when their mother died, attempting to get him away from GENEVIEVE AVERY [rival] or more recently giving him a job at The Grave Affair. How does Andressa feel about her brother? How far does her love go? Would she do anything for him or does she have a cut off point? Does she suspect he's back to his old ways again or something more sisnster whem she sees him chatting with their workforece?

“See them walking hand in hand, across the bridge at midnight. Heads turning as the lights flashing out are so bright. And walk right out to the four line track.” - Girls On Film, Duran Duran (1981) [x]

A modern celebrity amongst The Sacred Twenty-Eight, Andressa broke the mould by making herself relevant outside of just their circles. You could set your sample at ZAINA PRYITES' [close friend/business partner] show on how Andressa felt before, during and after hitting the runaway. Did she know this moment would change her life forever? Was she nervous about if her stock would plummit due to the nature of what she was doing. Explore her thoughts and feelings during this period and give insight into her understanding of her world and her place in it.

"Already knows, she's seen her bad times. Already knows. These are the good times. Never sell out. She never will. Not for a dollar bill." - She Works Hard For The Money, Donna Summer (1983) [x]

Unlike most women of her stature, Andressa is a successful business woman. Explore how this effects Andressa's life and her relationships with her friends, with fellow Scared Twenty-Eight people and most importantly LUCIUS MALFOY [partner]. Due to Lucius' background does Andressa suspect she will ever have to sell her businesses and how does she feel about this? Is it something she would never do, never would expect Lucius to ask her to do or doesn't consider. Has it been mentioned by her friends, in an interview or in her family? You could set your sample in one of these moments and explore these questions.

[astrologibun]

playing Hustle Cat in discord like

[ethicaltreatmentofcowplants]

"Finally, another occult! You're lucky I left the four legged life behind, otherwise gameplay mechanics would dictate that we start as (im)mortal enemies. Still, enemies to lovers is a trope for a reason. The passion! The intensity! The drama! I see that to my admittedly limited knowledge, you're not at a high enough tier to be a daywalker like your father, but we'll keep you stocked in sunlight reversal cocktails - don't you worry. Just remember, we only nibble consensually in this household..."

CONTESTANTS (and that is everyone - we did it!)

piper o'donovan by @sleepyselkiesiren

avery nguyen by @x-digitaldollhouse-x

lee daniels by @fl0pera

briar vinca by @jonquilyst

tiago pecholobo by @simsfvr

cassie bakewell by @bakersimmer

giovanna goth by @ravingsockmonkey

spencer west harper by @akitasimblr

delphine hubert by @changingplumbob

jerrod gibson by @simstagramsomeone

forest green by @riverofjazzsims

caden de loughrey by @mdshh

struan macleod by @lindyloosims

pauline irwin by @invisiblequeen

aubrey smith by @plasmafruittree

jayla madison by @tipsy-clouds

mister maxwell by @igglemouse

sage graves-vatore by @panicsimss

Sage Graves-Vatore for @ethicaltreatmentofcowplants's Simply Lilac BC

Yeah, I'm taking another chance with ANOTHER Graves legacy spare after sending Tempest out to the Mad About Dodo BC ! I did say that Tempest would return home and brag about her experience lol. She definitely pushed her little sister into this one since her big brother Timber is married and other brother Benjamin isn't into women. Sage is her last hope. SO ANYWAY I hope you like her!!

Name: Sage Graves-Vatore Age Group: Young adult Pronouns: She/Her Orientation: Bisexual Hometown: Windenburg Occupation: eSports competitor  Traits: Kleptomaniac. Cheerful, Geek Aspiration: Computer whiz Life State: Vampire (prime vampire rank) Likes: Video gaming, photography, programming, dancing, S-pop/Pop music, the colors gray and purple Dislikes: Cooking, fitness, classical music, ranch music, the color yellow Gifts: Tamed cowplant skull, emerald, snowglobe (I forgot to add stuff to her inventory i’m sorry) Bio:  Often the most overlooked child in her big family, Sage has found solace in joining online communities for occults. Her brothers and mother are werewolves, her big sister gave up vampirism in favor of fitting in with humans and her father is… well, he’s Caleb. It’s lonely in this big world and she’s made it her mission to find like-minded people. It’s partly why she chose to pursue a career in gaming, to host livestreams and curate a little online bubble for those who enjoy video games AND monsters. She’s just a sweet, nerdy girl who probably needs to touch grass from time to time. This challenge may just give her just what she’s looking for in life, a chance to make more friends and disconnect from the online world that she’s clung onto for so long…and finding love along the way wouldn’t hurt either!

Watcher

Are you comfortable with your pixel person:

Flirting with other contestants?  [Y]

WooHooing other contestants? [Y]

Flirting with/and or woohooing NPCs?  [Y]

Flirting with the host?  [Y]

Changes to traits via gameplay prompts? (ie. Evil to Good, depending on what your Sim does, or adding traits)  [Y]

[b1rds3ye]

Pairing: Phillip Graves x GN!Reader (Alias: Chief)

Genre: Drama, Action, Canon-Compliant, Mutual Pining (Graves and Reader pretty much act like they're in a relationship already though LOL), Open/Happy End

You thought you hit gold when you were recruited into Shadow Company, becoming so trusted you are now second in command. However, as more missions have you questioning your morals and with nothing to show for your plights, you find your allegiance waning.

But Shadow Company has no space for doubt. Caught between the good man you know Graves can be and the mercenary who's becoming increasingly present, you don't know if you should stay or defect, a classic coward's dilemma.

Warning: Inaccurate military protocols, manipulation from Graves, Graves and Reader's relationship gets a little toxic

Prologue: Half-Convinced

Part One: In Agreement

Part Two: All in Accordance

Part Three: Callow Conviction

Part Four: A Coward's Answer

Part Five: Overdue Amends (Final)

Please contact me if you wish to be added/removed to the taglist!

[moved-to-jammotarts]

Theyre gay and on a daaaaateeee

My avery is dfab and uses he/they pronouns so please dont tag as cis/het or with transphobic slurs

Dont remove my captions

[davey-arts]

there should have been a cutscene like this tbh

[superghfan]

Will Spencer Cassadine sacrifice his freedom to free Trina?

Spencer Cassadine (Nicholas Chavez) will finally bring his father and stepmother in the loop in an upcoming GH episode. He’ll confess his plot to get Esmé Prince (Avery Kristen Pohl) to admit her frame-up of Trina Robinson (Tabyana Ali) to Nikolas and Ava Cassadine (Marcus Coloma, Maura West).

Spencer had tried to tie Esmé to the suspected drugging of Trina but there wasn’t enough to prove it, although he found out they were opioids. Since she had torn the pharmacy label off he couldn’t find out where she got them either.

Spencer realizes it’s coming down to the wire for Trina, and if he cannot get a confession out of Esmé he may have to forfeit his own freedom to ensure hers. Spencer had gone on a little field trip arranged by Victor Cassadine (Charles Shaughnessy) so he could put flowers on his late mother’s grave for the first time in years.

He was about a week from the end of his stint in Spring Ridge detention facility at the time, and if caught, could risk being sent to Pentonville. Trina had arrived at the cemetery and saw him, and it was at the exact time that Esmé had uploaded the revenge porn to the internet and the PCU servers. That is why Trina was late coming to class and didn’t understand what was going on with all the confusion and hadn’t seen the video of her friends having sex.

Spencer, Ava and Nikolas brainstorm how to coerce Esmé’s confession and using it to exonerate Trina, but time is running out, and Spencer may have to be her alibi after all.

x

[starsspin-a]

@starssung​ sent: “Listen I can… I can get up. It’s fine.” { x }

          It was a wonder how he did not already run himself into his own grave. ❝ You will do no such thing.❞ She pushes him back with a firm open palm to his, her tone stern, boarding on almost giving an order. The look she gave him warned to not even try and argue. The gentle warmth of her nature, cunning charming and sharp wit, rarely was there for her to show him anything else. But she was still her father’s daughter, and among many things Avery Lockridge had been a skilled and well respected general. She had learned well under his tutelage.

          ❝ Tell me, how good to any of us will you be if you are dead? ❞ Her words come from a place grounded in reason and logic more than of the heart. ❝ There are still plenty of us who are more than capable of seeing us out of this in mostly one piece.❞

           In a moment spanning a single heartbeat, her fingers brush against his cheek. Her tone is somewhat more gentle as she speaks again. ❝ Now can I trust you to do the smart thing and stay put? Or do you require that to be an order? ❞

[sunnydaisy1]

Med Students

JACKSON AVERY X OC  (nr i just found it easier to write with a set name)

A/N: I have been watching too much grey’s atm and I know i have lots of requests to write and a wattpad story to update but the Jackson inspiration is too much ahhh.

I walked through the halls beside Alex as we made our way to the reception. Apparently we had all been paged and we didnt know what for. As we entered the large area, I saw all the residents gathered and I squeezed passed a few people until I reached Jackson and Mer. "Hey guys what's going on?" I asked, pulling Karev away from Arizona. "Fresh meat." Jackson said, nodding towards the line of sweating students. I grinned, nudging Jacksons arm, "oh how fun." He rolled his eyes but a small smile played on his lips as he turned his attention to Chief Webber. "Alright people today we are joined by a group of first year medical students who you will be supervising." He spoke, giving us all a stern look to silence the mumbles of disgust. "Your surgeries are their surgeries so look after them and try to be nice please. Oh and I will be choosing a chief resident soon so behave. Dr Grey will read out who you have been designated." Alex mumbled something beside me which caused Mer to slap him hard and I sighed, knowing this was going to be a long day. Lexie stepped forward, holding a clipboard and scanned the room for silence before proceeding. "Okay Marcus is with April." April waved and the med student headed over to her, leaving for rounds. I glanced up at Jackson who was furrowing his eyebrows. My gaze turned back to the pale interns and Lexie. "Meredith has Helen, Christina has David." The two med students walked over nervously and I laughed at Christina's merciless glare. There was 1 pretty girl left who I could tell was eyeing Alex up. "Dibs." Alex called, nudging Jackson and I rolled my eyes at their boyish behaviour. "No fair." Jackson said, shoving Karev back. "You fancy Ma.." Alex started but Jackson elbowed him in the side and I turned round, shaking my head. They both looked at me sheepishly and I turned back round as Lexie announced who Alex was going with. "Alex you're with Lydia." He triumphantly clapped Jackson on the back before heading over to his newfound 'love.' I patted Jackson's back, "Looks like you've either got the greasy dork or mr handsome." Jackson frowned down at me, "mr handsome?" I poked his cheek as Lexie continued to read out the other residents students, "not talking 'bout you." Jackson gave me a lopsided grin as he turned back to face Lex. "Maddie you're with Sam." A tall brunette stepped forward, a handsome grin on his face. "Greasy dork it is." I said to Jackson, walking off to meet my student. I heard him sigh which made me grin as I stopped in front of Sam. "Hey I'm Maddie, you must be Sam." I extended my hand out to him and he smoothly shook it. "Nice to meet you Maddie." I smiled at him and started walking off in the direction of Trauma. "Okay so today we will be under Dr Hunt who is head of Trauma. If you have any questions dont be afraid to ask but try not to get in anyones way." Sam nodded, "okay ma'am." He grinned at me as we stopped outside the ER. "It can be a little shocking seeing a proper trauma in real life for the first time so if you need to step out just do it." Sam nodded as my face turned serious. 

I stepped backwards, opening the door to the ER and walking through the the small corridor that led to the ambulance bay. "Okay we need to put on these yellow gowns and then we are good to go." I said, tossing Sam a large yellow gown. I spotted Jackson walking through the ER doors and I smiled inwardly at his pained expression, probably from his pestering student behind him. I unfolded my over gown and pulled it on, nodding at Sam who was tying his up. I was struggling to sort out the crumpled part at the back when I felt a pair of warm hands move mine away and I turned round and smiled at Jackson who grinned at me and finished tying a bow with the strings. I blushed slightly and walked over to Hunt and Torres with Sam beside me. "Morning all." I said, peering at the two grave attendings beside me. They grunted in return. I felt a nudge beside me, "hm?" I asked, preoccupied with watching Jackson cross his arms over his chest. "Is that one over there your boyfriend?" Sam asked and I blushed, quickly averting my gaze back to my smirking student. "What? No!" I said, frowning. "Okay cool." He continued before looking around at the ambulance bay. JACKSONS POV "Hey uh Dr Avery?" The greasy med student beside me asked as I watched Maddie talk to Sam and giggle on the other side of Hunt. "Yeh?" I asked curtly, fed up with this guys constant questions. "Is the ambulance coming?" He said, pushing his glasses back up his nose. I narrowed my eyes at him and titled my head to look at him, "yes." I said aggressively and James nodded, fiddling with his yellow gown. "Who's uh..who's the resident over there?" James asked, trying to continue the conversation. "Maddie." I responded, tensing as mr handsome nudged her. "Oh okay." He nodded and my attention was snagged from Maddie and her flirting student to the blaring sirens of an ambulance pulling up into the bay. Hunt and Torres stepped forward as the paramedics stepped out the doors and lifted the patient down. "Amanda Hart, 45 years old, multiple burns on her left arm and a large gash on both her legs, possible fracture on the left femur." The medic stated, helping us wheel her into the ER. I felt James shuffle beside me, awkwardly moving around the gurney. "Dude move out the way." I grunted, frustration clouding my brain. Hunt glanced over at me and I cringed, I really needed to impress all the attendings if I'm gonna be chief resident. When we had wheeled Mrs Hart into a bay and transferred her to a hospital gurney, I glanced up at Maddie who was working furiously, sanitizing the wound on the patients right leg. I shook my head to clear it and focused on the patient who was screaming in pain. MADDIES POV When we had finally given some pain meds to Mrs Hart and the bleeding was under control and she had an MRI, I sat on a stool alongside her arm where she needed a few stitches. Sam was listening to Torres explain something about a dislocated shoulder and Jackson's student was standing close beside him on the other side of the room as he finished suturing a young man. "Almost done Mrs Hart." I said sweetly to the middle aged woman watching me. "Thank you sweetie, you're a real star." She replied as I tied off the thread. I smiled at her and stood up, walking over to Hunt. "Need anything sir?" I asked, the ER was kinda slow today and I didnt want to spend all of today stitching up people, plus Sam should get a full insight of a hospital. "Uh no thanks Johnson, if you're looking for something interesting to show your med student you could observe in OR 2, Sloan's building some cheek bones." I nodded, grinning and heading over to Sam who was laughing alongside Callie. "Hey Maddie." Sam said, smiling broadly. "I've finished Mrs Harts sutures and I was wondering if you wanted to come see cheek bones being constructed?" I said nonchalantly as if I hadn't just suggested going to see a really cool surgery. "Really? Oh my god please." Sam said, gobsmacked. I nodded, "yep, go tell Dr Avery and his student, I think they've finished with their patient." Sam grinned and walked over to Jackson. "You know if you totally didnt fancy the crap out of Avery you could go hook up with Sam right now." Callie suddenly said as I watched my favourite resident talk to Sam. "Wait what?" I asked, turning my attention the the grinning Mexican. "might want to wait til after work though, if the chief found out that would be messy." I stared wide eyed at Callie, "wh..how?..howd you know I like Jackson?" The grinning attending turned towards me, "you told alex and alex told arizona who told mark who told me, word travels fast around this hospital Maddie." I gaped at her gobsmacked, shocked that all those people knew, I was gonna kill Alex. "Oh and the fact that you two never stop eye-fucking each other across the room." Callie added and walked off leaving me embarassed and blushing. I tried to act normal as I walked across the room to Sam. "Ready to go?" I asked and he nodded enthusiastically. "Wait hang on, dont leave without me." I heard Jackson pipe up behind me before placing his hands on my shoulders. "Alrighty then let's go." We walked quickly to OR 2, Sam and the student who's name I learned was James walked a little ahead, chatting about what they had seen today. "Hows Mr handsome?" Jackson asked beside me, his piercing green eyes glinting with humour. "Good, not that annoying and easy on the eyes." I responded, grinning at my fellow resident. "Oh lucky you." Jackson said, grumbling, "greasy mcdorkface over there wont shut the hell up." I laughed and shoved him slightly, causing a shit-eating grin to spread over his face. "Meanie." I said, glancing up at Jackson. "I'm not the mean one you called him a greasy dork first." He replied, crossing his arms over his chest in victory. "Yeah but we're all dorks so doesn't really count." I said, my side brushing against Jacksons. "I'm not a dork." He said defensively and I chuckled, "sure you're not Avery." "You're more dorky than me." Jackson poked me and I grinned at him, "that's why you love me." Jackson beamed and watched Sam and James stop outside OR 2. "I'll ask Sloan if we can watch." I said, walking past the two students and holding a mask over my mouth. I noticed Alex and Lydia standing very close together opposite Mark and I rolled my eyes, "Hey Dr Sloan do you mind if Jackson and our students watch the surgery?" Mark looked up at me from the patient and grinned cheekily, "depends if you and avery are gonna watch the surgery or undress each other with your eyes." I felt my face heat up and I glared at Alex who was grinning amused across the room. "Uh no." I replied, avoiding the gazes of the nurses. Mark nodded, "then you can come in." I walked back to the door and nodded, letting Sam, James and Jackson into the room, each now wearing a mask. JACKSONS POV We watched Sloan's surgery for 2 hours before Maddie got paged to the ER and I got paged to Bailey. James and I were walking out of OR 2, discarding our masks when the awkward student spoke up, "that was really cool." I nodded, trying to be a little nicer to him, "yeah it was, plastics is really interesting and Sloans a great surgeon." James nodded and walked alongside me down to the nurses station. "Is Maddie your girlfriend?" He asked suddenly out of the blue and I scoffed, "no." James frowned and adjusted his glasses, "do you want her to be?" I glanced at the dorky man beside me and chuckled a little at his attempt to get me to like him. "That's a yes then." James answered, smiling a little at my amused expression. "Yeah." I smiled at him as we turned the corner to the Nurses station. "You know if you fancy her you should just tell her, I think she likes you as well." James said, following me to the chart rack. "What?" I asked, confused why he would think that. "She likes you back Dr Avery. She kept on looking at you when we were in surgery and Sam told me she never stops talking about you." James continued, making me frown. "Thanks mate but I'm not so sure." I replied and James shrugged as we walked over to Bailey, arms laden with charts. Bailey brought me to check up on some post op patients and let James do a few checks himself. I couldnt stop thinking about what he said and I was looking forward to having lunch in a bit when I could see Maddie again. MADDIES POV Sam and I left Mark's OR after 3 and a half hours to grab food and let him go for lunch with the rest of his fellow students. "I think you guys are having lunch in the canteen with us." I said, leading Sam to the loud room filled with doctors. "Cool." He replied, walking closely beside me. We entered the canteen and I saw the rest of the residents sitting on a table in the middle with their students sitting a few tables away. I walked over with Sam to get a plate of food and followed him towards the students table where Alex happened to be sitting beside his pretty student. JACKSONS POV I watched as Maddie collected her food alongside Sam, smiling and laughing with him before heading towards his table. "Whys she over there with him?" I asked, absent mindedly eating my sandwich. "Why jealous?" Christina grinned at me triumphantly and I scoffed, glaring at her, "No." Mer chuckled as she slurped on her milkshake. I looked over again to Maddie who was now standing beside Sam's seat, talking to the table of students. "That dude's been flirting with her all morning." I grumbled, chewing on my straw. "Jackson stop being a wimp and just ask her out." Lexie spoke up from across the table. "Urgh no, I've tried before and she ends up inviting one of you guys." I replied, slumping in my seat and shooting daggers in the back of Sam's head. "Well then you just need to clarify it's a date. Maddie's a bit oblivious to stuff like that Jackson." Lexie continued, smiling at my distraught appearance. "What if she doesn't like me back, then i've ruined our friendship completely." I added, miserably picking at my plate.  "Oh grow a pair avery." Christina said, making me roll my eyes at her as Maddie walked over. "Hey guys." She said sweetly, sitting beside me in the empty seat I had saved for her. I grunted in response, intent on picking at my sandwich. "What's up with you?" She asked, nudging me and frowning adorably. I bit into my sandwich and mumbled, "nothin." Maddie shrugged and started chatting with Lexie about the med students and Mark's surgery. I continued to stay in a grump, mulling over how Maddie was gonna reject me when I asked her out later. I was fiddling with the lid of my drink when Maddie whispered to me, "Hey Jackson you okay?" I nodded and continued to listen absent mindedly to Christina complaining. "You sure cos you seem a little sad." Maddie continued, nudging my shoulder with hers. My heart fluttered at her sweet actions and I just nodded, mumbling "I'm fine." Maddie seemed to accept this but placed her blueberry muffin on my tray anyway, knowing it would cheer me up a little. I smiled slightly at her and she grinned back, now trying to make Christina see sense about her Cardio problems. TIME SKIP TO END OF DAY MADDIES POV Everyone was in a bit of a mood now after their review from their med student delivered by the Chief. My review was excellent so I wasnt annoyed but the depressing atmosphere in the residents lounge was starting to get to me. Everyone was already changed but I was still in my pale blue scrubs as Callie had needed my assistance on a surgery 10 minutes ago. I opened my locker before taking my scrub shirt off, placing it on the side and pulling my long sleeved top over my head. I turned around to get my jeans and when I faced back around, jackson was making his way across the room to me. I pulled my scrub pants off and tossed them to the side with my top, yanking on my jeans. Jackson leaned on the locker beside mine as I buttoned up my pants. "What's up?." I said, discarding my scrubs into the bin at the end. I reached into my locker to collect my stuff and looked at the green eyed boy expectantly. "Uh I was urm wondering if you wanted to go uh.. to go to Joe's with me?" He stuttered and I nodded, piling my stuff into my bag and pulling on my coat, "oh yeah sure, I need to talk to Mer about something anyway." Jackson took a step towards me as I closed my locker and put my keys in my pocket. "Urh no not urm not like that." He said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "What?" I said confused, frowning up at him. "Urm like a uh like a date." He continued and I frowned even more, confused as to what the hell he was talking about. "A date with Mer?" I asked puzzled, "Jackson shes marri..." I started but he placed his hands on my shoulders and laughed, making me smile slightly confused. "No a date with me idiot." I instantly felt my face heat up and I felt like an utter dork, "oh." I nervously looked into Jacksons eyes and felt my heart beat rapidly in my chest, "uh yeah, yeah I'd like that." I replied, tucking my hair behind my ear. Jackson grinned at me and I felt a wide smile spread out on my own face, still hot with adrenaline. We stayed grinning at each other and I glanced down to his mouth and back up, scanning his slightly blushing face. Jackson took a step forward, leaning down slightly and I felt the world whoosh around me, all sound and movement blocked out apart from the man in front of me. He stopped an inch away from my face, looking directly at my lips, I could feel his cool breath fanning over me. He looked up into my eyes, his green ones shining. "Can I kiss you?" He breathed out, eyes flicking between my eyes. I nodded slightly, not trusting myself to speak. 

At once, I felt Jackson's plump warm lips press against mine, pushing me back slightly as he cupped my jaw and cheek. My eyes fluttered closed and I relaxed into his kisses, kissing him back softly. I reached behind his neck and hooked my arms over his shoulders, deepening the kiss. I felt his left hand snake down to my waist, brushing under my tshirt and to the waistband of my jeans as he ran his tongue over my bottom lip. I moaned slightly and opened my mouth, letting him slip his tongue in. He brought his hand further round my back, moving his warm hands against the bare skin. I continued to kiss him passionately, feeling the rising temperature in the room. Jackson ran a hand along the front of my waist and his fingers dipped slightly under my jeans waistband. I moaned slightly in response but pulled away, not wanting to get too far ahead of myself. I kept my eyes closed and rested my forehead against his, "I dont want to get carried away." I whispered, breathing heavily. I opened my eyes to see Jackson looking down at me, his green eyes shining. "Let's go." He said, taking my hand in his and placing a gentle kiss on my lips.

[queencityx]

Here.

Charlotte, meet Avery Erwin, a 30 year old resident. Hailing from Atlanta, GA, she’s been living in the neighborhood of Dilworth here for most of her life.  She’s been told she looks like the twin of Lili Reinhart, but she disagrees.

GET TO KNOW THEM --

x She owns a bakery but it got shut down by the city when she spiraled now she is doing tiktok and only fans to keep the bills paid.  x Avery’s parents were too young to take care of her in Atlanta so she didn’t stay there very long. In fact she barely remembers her parents and has only ever lived with her grandparents. She was very close to her grandmother. x When her grandmother passed Avery opened up a bakery in her honor but it didn’t last long because after she lost both grandparents Avery went down a dark path. She was doing drugs and in a depressive state and during this time her best friend Dani had been taking care of Avery’s daughter; Olivia.  x She can be found on all social media accounts by the handle @youngheart. x People often describe her as loyal, independent, and outgoing but also blunt, envious, and passive aggressive. x When she’s not at work or with friends, she likes to watch Bob's Burgers and TikTok. x Her favorite person is her best friend, Dani Harte.

TO THE GRAVE --

When she was involved in her drug stage she had an abortion before having her daughter now. She wasn’t ready to be a mother back then and was definitely not in the right state of mind. She was afraid she wouldn’t be the right kind of mother for the baby and couldn’t deal with being pregnant.

[glowcrizzle]

Today is the 1 year AO3 anniversary of Slow Show by @mia-ugly. I am beyond grateful that this experience (and it is an experience) has existed in my life for a year and felt it needed commemorating. 🎂  

I’m not a creator but I made this playlist for me, so I could take the fic with me, have it with my eyes closed, while driving -- you get it. Today seems like an appropriate day to share it. 

It’s a. It’s a lot. Excessive you might even say. Tumblr will only give you the first 100 songs in this, so, Spotify will fulfill you (or overwhelm you). If you hit my username on the playlist, there are separate playlists for each chapter. 

This is also on Apple Music, if that’s your jam, just hit me up and I’ll send you the link. 

🎉 Happy Slow Show Day!! 🎉 

13 pages of track-lists and excerpts below the cut. Godspeed! 💙

Key:

Songs from Mia’s soundtrack

Songs from the Fic

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--Title--

Slow Show – The National 

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--Prequel--

Loverman – Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 

Devils – Say Hi 

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--Chapter 1--

Here I Go Again – Whitesnake 

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bad guy – Billie Eilish 

-trash a set and shag your husband

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Something About You (ODESZA Remix) – Hayden James 

-what it would take for Avery Fell to let his guard down

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A Little Wicked – Valerie Broussard 

-The handkerchief in his hand is now stained purple

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You Light Me Up In the Dark – The Hounds Below

-His hair catches the light like a halo, making him look more of an angel than ever.

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Lazarus – David Bowie 

-This could be a problem

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--Chapter 2--

Unsteady – X Ambassadors

-much easier than talking about the way his heartbeat is still racing

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Heart of a Dog – The Kills

-Call me darling again.

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The Twilight Hour - Still Corners

-Looked across the set and thought, Ah fuck me. I’m in love with him.

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God’s Mistake – Tears for Fears 

-Avery: He’s closed his eyes again, mouth going flat and still.

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Lounge Act – Nirvana

-Tell her all the terrible things I want to do to her husband

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Transatlanticism – Death Cab for Cutie

-There’s a strange urgency tonight, though, and Crowley can guess why.

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Do I Wanna Know? – Arctic Monkeys

-What could it hurt?

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Clueless – The Marias 

-“Better - yeah. ‘S late.”

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Motel – Meg Myers

-The hotel room is another disaster

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--Chapter 3--

Alone in a Room – Asking Alexandria 

-“I’m having a moment here!”

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Since You’ve Been Around – Rosie Thomas 

-makes Crowley feel like he can breathe again

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Home Again – The Disco Biscuits 

-It’s starting to feel like home again

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Every Other Freckle – alt-J

-Perfect. Ridiculous and impossible and perfect.

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Something For the Longing – The Orchids 

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As Far As I Can See – Phantogram 

-it’s been a really, really long time

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Sinister Kid – The Black Keys 

-“Mothering buggering shit-”

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All These Things That I’ve Done – The Killers

-Crowley fists one of his hands against his forehead, shuts his eyes tightly.

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--Chapter 4--

I Like Me Better – Lauv

-I liked the outline of your face under the stagelights

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I Do This for You (ft. Marlene) – Giorgio Moroder

-“Let me see what I can do. About your precious Hamlet.”

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The Longing – Imelda May 

-Avery POV: “Look at him like - like - you can’t let him see the way you look at him.”

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Just a Man – Los Lobos

-Avery POV: like he’s being led into battle and not onto a set to do the job he loves

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World In My Eyes – Depeche Mode 

-wants to make that bastard purr

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Tired (ft. Gavin James) – Alan Walker

-Let me be a magpie for you

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Blow My Mind – The Benjamin Gate 

-Avery: “I know you now.”

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Breathe You in My Dreams – Trixie Whitley

-Crowley’s seen that expression on Avery’s face in his dreams

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Love Me Like That (ft. Carly Rae Jepsen) – The Knocks

-What have I done to - oh. Oh. Right.

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Like Real People Do - Hozier

-“Sure, angel, what- whatever.”

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Clearly – Grace VanderWaal 

-Crowley waits for the rest of the night.

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Gwendel – PeelsDeen 

-Az sits in the back seat, away from Crowley. Alone.

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Now I’m In It – HAIM

-Avery POV: It’s a look like an open grave, a look like desire tempered with grief…

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Flesh for Fantasy – Billy Idol

-Crowley isn’t lonely for the rest of the night

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--Chapter 5 (Avery POV)--

Smalltown Boy – Rosborough 

-1978, Hartlepool

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Bright Horses – Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

-1986, Newcastle Upon Tyne

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The Runner – Foals

-1991, Bristol

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Shock To Your System – Tegan and Sara

-Tracy: “Why d’you let them?”

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Cracking Codes – Andrew Bird

-“Forever, of course. I’ll never -”

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Colour me In – Damien Rice

-Their fingers - just touch. Slightly.

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I’m Not in Love – 10cc

-Less to regret by not ever speaking of it.

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--Chapter 6--

Electric Current – Lower Dens 

-“I’ll let you know when you find it.”

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Guess I Miss(ed) You – The Daylights

-Keep talking, keep him here a little while longer.

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Reflecting Light – Sam Phillips 

-“don’t meet his eyes like that, it looks like it’s a lead-in to a kiss”

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King of Pain – The Police

-a good reminder of the kind of life he’s got to live

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I Wanna Get Better – The Bleachers

-and Avery’s gaze is so gentle it hurts a bit

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Feather – X Ambassadors 

-Avery: “Someone has to”

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Darker Side - Jonny Lang

-Avery: “Oh - good Lord.”

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Firestone (Acoustic) – Conrad Sewell 

-“Will you show me?”

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Velvet Gloves and Spit - Timber Timbre 

-“Anthony - ”

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Wrong – Depeche Mode

-Avery: “I have to go.”

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F**k it I love you – Lana Del Rey 

-“Not your fault, angel”

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--Chapter 7--

Somebody to Love – Queen 

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Heavenly – Cigarettes After Sex 

-“I fucking still.”

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Will Do - TV on the Radio

-“You too. I’ll see you there.”

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Monster – Colours

-No wonder Avery ran off like a thief after a heist

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Swallow My Pride – Ramones 

-“I feel fucking ill about it.”

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I Was Wrong - The Oh Hellos

-Avery: “I’m the one who has to apologize, not you.”

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The Lost Art of Keeping a Secret – Queens of the Stone Age

-Avery: “Please don’t tell anyone”

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Wait for Me – Kings of Leon

-Avery: “Right now, I’m just - a bit in pieces.”

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Don’t Stay – X Ambassadors 

-“You can - stay or leave or - whatever you like.”

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The Moth - Aimee Mann

-Avery’s eyes meet his, and then it’s like a car accident

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Red Door – Julien Baker 

-“I can - I can wait longer.”

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Can’t Pretend - Tom Odell

-“I wasn’t apologizing for that. This morning. I won’t.”

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Come Down to Me – Saving Jane

-Avery: “You were wonderful”

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Secret Smile – Semisonic

-And if sometimes he catches Az watching him between takes

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I Want More - KALEO

-Az laces both of their hands together, stares at them.

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I’m Gonna Do My Thing – Royal Deluxe 

-“So don’t tell me what will hurt me. I know what hurts.”

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--Chapter 8--

Perfect Day – Lou Reed 

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Remember to Breathe – Sturgil Simpson

-“You can’t sit in the car all night you absolute nightmare”

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Wild Love (Acoustic) – James Bay

-The two of them stare at each other and then both look away awkwardly.

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Seasons – Future Islands

-finally, fucking finally, he’s exactly where he wants to be

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Closer – Tegan and Sara

-Avery: “if you like”

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I Want All of You – The Verve Pipe 

-“If you think I can survive this without looking at you -”

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Use Me – Miguel

-whatever he sees in Crowley’s face makes him come to some sort of decision

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So Much Love – Depeche Mode

-Love, he said love

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Don’t Be Scared, I Love You – Bill Ryder-Jones

-I know you, Crowley wants to say, but doesn’t.

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Become My Dream – Silya & The Sailors 

-“Even if - anything, angel.”

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I Belong In Your Arms – Chairlift

-For nearly two weeks it goes like this.

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Faster - Matt Nathanson

-“You’re going to fucking kill me, angel -”

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Come Together (feat. Sivu) – LAUREL

-In case you think they don’t wake up together

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The High – Kelela

-Az has pulled a stool over to the edge of the tub

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Just in Time – Valerie June

-Then Az’s hand is on his shoulder, turning him around.

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I Can’t Take It – Tegan and Sara

-Avery: “Don’t rush, just - like this.”

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Like This – Jake Scott

-Avery murmurs and it takes Crowley back to their first kiss

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Terrible Love – The National

-Flinches away from him.

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Help You Out - Emarosa

-And he nods.

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--Chapter 9--

I Remember You – Ramones

-The first person Crowley loved was a liar.

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Brighter Skies - Race Banyon

-As if they were cut with a jigsaw, as if they were meant to fit.

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Not Tonight – Tegan and Sara

-When they reach the edge of the city, his hand slides out of Crowley’s.

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As Sure as I Am – Crowded House

-So Crowley kisses him.

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A Promise – Miriam Makeba

-And for awhile, he believed her.

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Mistaken for Strangers – The National

-They’re only two small words, but they still make Crowley’s teeth ache.

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Hey, That’s No Way To Say Goodbye – Leonard Cohen

-“Good-“ Swallow, speak, leave.

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The Fear – Pulp

-Crowley should have been smarter this time. He really should have been.

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Take Me – Leela James 

-“I’d like you to close your blinds.”

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Whenever You Want It – Clare Maguire 

-“What do we do now?”

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At My Weakest – James Arthur 

-“It will be.”

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Komm zurück - Fotos

-For years and years and years, nothing did.

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Come on Get Higher – Matt Nathanson

-their feet sliding in the tub

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Lay Down – Sarah Proctor

-I want to wake up with you.

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Sort Of - Ingrid Michaelson

-Why is my heart breaking?

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Fairytale of New York – The Pogues 

-Just pump that shit straight into his veins.

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What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve? – Ella Fitzgerald

-Avery: “What do you think?”

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We’re Gonna Have A Real Good Time Together – The Velvet Underground

-“You want to grab dinner somewhere?” 

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Hiding – IAN SWEET

-Crowley stops walking. Looks at Az in the darkness.

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Romance Dawn – Radkey

-A slice of light cuts through the darkness.

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Crown of Love – Arcade Fire

-Crowley feels like the world has never been darker, and his heart will never stop beating

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Devil’s Backbone – The Civil Wars

-He thought he was ready for this conversation, but at the sight of Az’s face, his throat has gotten too tight to speak.

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Sinners – Lauren Aquilina 

-“If this all goes down in flames, if it all falls apart - we can go off together.”

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Please Forgive Me (Song of the Crow) – William Fitzsimmons 

-Avery: “It’s over. I’m - I’m so sorry.”

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Start a War – The National

-He twitches and trips and yet somehow manages to walk away without falling over.

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Broken – Daley

-And this soft heartache was somehow the sharpest of them all.

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--Chapter 10 (Avery POV)--

Daily Battles - Thom Yorke & Flea

-He tries to remember these things - but the background is still a chorus of beeping machines. There’s nowhere he can be but here. 

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Everybody Wants You - Red Hearse

-Go out and surround himself with people much more interesting and available than Avery. Better people, certainly.

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A Thin Line – Blackchords

-But still - roads not taken, and other fun middle-aged spirals.

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My Own Soul’s Warning - The Killers

-When was the last time someone asked Avery that? When was the last time he asked himself?

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Who Am I - NEEDTOBREATHE

-I miss you.  There. It didn’t hurt as much as he thought it would. 

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Wait for Me - Jack Curley 

-What he wants to say is ‘don’t find someone else. Not yet. You and your black leather and your cut-glass profile: you’re gorgeous and God knows other people want you.’ 

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Coming & Going – Amaal 

-“Two ships passing in the night,” he says quietly.  Then he takes a swallow of wine, lets it roll down his throat. “If you were here -” 

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Iron - Woodkid

-Crowley leaves him there, pressed against the wet brick wall.  Crowley leaves him there.  Crowley steps between Avery and a camera, and then leaves him.

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The Greatest Bastard - Damien Rice

-He can’t be the person that kicks Crowley into the ashes again. He can’t hurt him like this, and Avery’s going to hurt him - he already has. 

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No Right to Love You – Rhys Lewis

-He deserves someone like - like Daniel. Deserves to be loved in the daylight.

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If It’s Hurting You - Robbie Williams

-Time is a tricky business when you’re dying slowly; it skips like a flat stone on a quiet lake.

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Happy For You – Gayle 

-But surely - surely he’s allowed just this much. Just one message, just so Crowley knows that - that he’s happy for him. That Avery is so happy.

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I See You (ICU) - Phoebe Bridgers

-When Avery sees Crowley on the red carpet, it feels like the sudden remembrance of a lovely dream.

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Once In My Life - The Decemberists

-Crowley: “I know there’ve been some - hard times. That’s - that is what it is. But for me - it’s been a privilege. A dream. So.” He nods and nods and nods again. “Thank you.”

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Coming Down - Dum Dum Girls

-Tracy: “But I wasn’t. I was hurting you. This whole time, Az.”  She shakes her head, wiping frantically at tears that won’t stop falling. “He loves you.”

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I Don’t Know Anything – Little Voice Cast

-He’s afraid of finding out that all this time - he was doing the wrong thing anyway. He’s afraid that Anthony Crowley will never talk to him again.

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Sweet Sour - Band of Skulls

-"And you're fired"

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Heart Attack - Devarrow

-The sun is still rising when Avery gets out of the car, closes the door behind him. Though some of the roads have changed, his feet still know the way down to the docks of his youth. He was never a sailor, but the shoreline is familiar as a childhood sweetheart, as a long lost love. 

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Landslide - Robyn Sherwell

-He’s alone, and he’s nearly fifty years old. He could get on a ship, he could throw himself into the sea. There’s no one holding him back anymore. 

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All I Can - Sharon van Etten

-And he knows. He knows.

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--Chapter 11-- 

Salvation - The Strumbellas

- there’s a moment where he swears he sees a young idiot in black standing in the crowd. Red hair gelled up into spikes, black t-shirt full of holes and safety pins. A young man who has no idea how much he’s about to lose.

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Soldier - Fleurie

-And he’s still fucking here.

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Easier – Mansionair

-Then he gets the fuck above ground and he calls Beez (oh great, they’re his emotional-support-asshole now. That’s healthy).

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Deep End – Holly Humberstone  

-“I brought you cheese,” Beez says, and Crowley starts crying.

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Falling Short – Lapsley

-For the next few days, he lets his stupid body do what it needs to do to keep himself upright.

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Chariot (Stripped Version) - Gavin DeGraw

-Shit, this was a bad bad idea. 

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Quiet Light - The National

-There’s a text from Az later that night, and his name on Crowley’s phone makes him feel like jumping off a cliff.

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All That We Had is Lost - Postiljonen

-He’s not allowed to be in love with that man anymore. Wasn’t ever, really.

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Heal - Tom Odell

-It makes a rather hysterical laugh well out of his throat. Anthony fucking Crowley. You are still alive. 

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Let Me Go - HAIM 

-Crowley tries to ignore the soft, injured expression on the other man’s face as he turns away.

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A Beginning Song - The Decemberists

-“What’s more frightening than having a choice?”

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The Spark - William Prince

-And he likes to think he would have just burned the world to ashes with the power of his love, would have said fuck everyone, I choose you – but who knows. 

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Sharp Scratch - The Slow Show

-So stupid, I know, and I’m - sorry, I still love you and I’m tryin’ to stop and I will I just - needed to tell you that. I’ll be fine. You’ll be fine. Just miss you.

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Beautiful & Brutal – Plested

-Crowley moves without thinking. Falls like a stagelight, glass everywhere. He walks forward and is kissing Az before the door has even been pulled shut.

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Bad Chemistry - Fake Shark

-“I’ve been - thinking about this -” Az says between darts of his tongue against Crowley’s overheated skin.

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All We Do – Oh Wonder

-“But I - I love you. And I can’t -  hide. It hurts too much.”

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Broken Strings - James Morrison (ft Nelly Furtado)

-“I wouldn’t survive it. That way it was. I wouldn’t.”

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Stole the Show – Parson James

-But even on their distant shores, Crowley and Az don’t stop looking at each other. It feels like an ending. Maybe it is one. Not a happy ending, but not a bad one either.

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Level Up - Vienna Teng

-excerpt from Anthony Crowley: Out of the shadows, under the spotlight

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The Wire (Alternate Version) – Patrick Droney 

-Avery: “I’m rather in - in love with you.”

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Sweet Thing - Van Morrison

-“You can stay at my place. If you like.”

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Falling in Love - Cigarettes After Sex

-“I love you. I’ve missed you, and I love you, and I want you -”

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Stay - Cat Power

-He watches the slow flicker of awareness in Avery’s blue eyes. The curve of his mouth into a shade of smile that Crowley’s never seen before.

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Freedom - George Michael

-“To the world.”

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--Chapter 12--

Banks - NEEDTOBREATHE

-What he wasn’t used to was bringing someone else down with him, and jail would be a bloody blessing compared to seeing Az grey-faced and staring out windows, or that one time Crowley’s pretty sure the man was crying in the bathroom, trying to swallow down the sound so that Crowley didn’t notice (he clenches his hands into fists just thinking about it).

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Black Mambo - Glass Animals

-“It’ll have to be.” Crowley drops to his knees. “There’s a lot of ground to cover.” 

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Florets - Grace VanderWaal

-Crowley can let his fingers curl against Az’s palm, can watch him open as a flame, not caring who notices.

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Sight of the Sun - fun.

-That this longing won’t destroy him, and won’t destroy Az either. It’s not a shovel for burying Crowley alive - it’s a spade for planting things.

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Pale Blue Eyes - The Velvet Underground

-Az drops his hand onto Crowley’s knee (“What is this song? I rather like it.”).

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Only Everything (Acoustic) – Quinn Lewis

-“It’s nice to have someone make it for you, right? Sometimes,” Crowley says softly, too much love in his throat and in his hands. It’s hard to breathe around it, especially when Avery is looking at him.

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The Book of Love - The Magnetic Fields

-“You bought a cottage for us.” Crowley is an animal being taught to speak through scraps of meat and electric shocks. “This cottage.”

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Say You’ll Be Mine – Christopher Cross

-Avery: “But if you wanted -” Fuck, there are tears in Avery’s eyes. “If you want. I’d like to call you my husband. I’d like to say ‘let me ask my husband,’ or ‘I brought my husband with me’ or ‘my husband won a BAFTA’.”

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Anthem - Leonard Cohen

-Their broken edges match. And somehow, the light still shines through.

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Precious Love – James Morrison

-When the light catches them both, they shine. And so do you. So do we.

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Good Man (acoustic) - Josh Ritter

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If you made it this far...wow, hi hello. So, this is ours and my musical exposure is limited, if you’ve got a better song for an excerpt, feel free to shoot it over, more than happy for this to be a living changeable thing. 🤡