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cartwrong · 2 days ago
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For the @ficwip word of the week: family.
“I did good, right?”
God, it was fucking mortifying to think about now.
“I did good, right?”
Like a child asking for validation. And River wanted it from Jackson Lamb, of all fucking people. He didn’t know what hurt worse, knowing how pathetic he was or the knife wounds to his side and arm. Probably the knife wound to his pride.
“What is he, some sort of twisted fucking father figure to you?”
If Duffy had known he would likely have woken up from his coma long enough to laugh at River.
“Because you never knew your own dad, and you’ll never fucking be as good as your grandfather, eh?”
Duffy was partially correct, that much he could readily admit. River would never be David Cartwright and while some inevitably saw that as a positive, River knew he could never fill his grandfather’s shoes as far as MI5 was concerned. No, as far as MI5 thought of River Cartwright, he was still the eight year old boy wearing Grandad’s slippers to help Nan bring in the groceries.
But now that River did know his biological father, he wanted to emulate him about as much as he wanted to be stabbed again. River counted his blessings for how far the apple fell from the rotten tree in that scenario. But even now, knowing Frank Harkness filled in the previously empty branch of River’s family tree, it didn’t mean he needed or wanted Jackson Lamb’s approval.
Except River did.
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johnnyspells · 2 months ago
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"So have at it, champ." ● Slow Horses S03E03
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acecroft · 10 months ago
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SLOW HORSES 3.02
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loreartisan · 2 months ago
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Calling back to Duffy's little jab at River in season 3, when he taunted River about never knowing his dad.
if only River could've told Duffy that his dad was a psycho mercenary freak that raised a bunch of assassin babies. Who knows how River would've turned out if he was raised by Frank.
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eliaca · 11 months ago
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Slow Horses 3x06
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raul4anski · 11 months ago
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impatiently waiting for season 4
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r0ckstardr3amgal · 11 months ago
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DUFFY AND HOBBS FINALLY CLOCKED IT WOOOOOHOOOOO
@moonynightowl we won!
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butternuggets-blog · 11 months ago
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A Quiet Night In
Slow Horses; River/Hobbs/Spider
'What the fuck is that?'
'What does it look like?' said River. 'It's a baby.'
'No-no-no-no-'
Duffy was fast but Hobbs was faster, blocking his boss from exiting while simultaneously swinging Spider outside and depositing him neatly on the top step.
'Don't do this to me, there's a game on for fuck's sake!'
'Then bring the rest of your boys round here,' said River, breezing past. 'I know they've been dying to have a good snoop.'
'She's had a bottle and a nappy change, all you have to do is keep her entertained for a bit until we get back,' Hobbs followed his partners out the door and left Duffy standing in the middle of the hall, metaphorically clutching his pearls and staring at the babbling, gummy blob in the rocker.
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They heard the congratulatory cheering halfway up the street.
River, hyper-aware of neighbors, had initially refused Hobbs' pleas to purchase the obnoxiously loud speaker system. Hobbs had gently persuaded River, and Spider, at the same time, several times in a row, to let him have the thing and now it sat pride of place in the living room, directly under the TV.
Spider unlocked the front door to a wall of sound. The Dogs were gathered around the set, shouting and eating snacks while football players ran back and forth onscreen kicking a ball. Duffy was perched above them in an armchair with the baby in his lap; she was wearing noise cancelling headphones and a miniature team jersey.
'-you send in two teams; one round the front to cover the kitchen and laundry, and one round the front to cover the downstairs and upstairs-'
'Are you teaching her about clearing safe houses?' Hobbs bellowed over the din.
'Got to start them off early. Here,' Duffy scooped up the baby and dumped her into Hobbs' arms. 'I'm off for a piss. Don't sit in my chair.'
'This is our house!' River said, but Duffy was already gone.
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acecroft · 9 months ago
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Come on, champ! Fucking have at it! Come on. SLOW HORSES 3.03
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starrybluez · 3 months ago
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John Taylor, Nick Rhodes and Stephen Duffy
Early lineup for Duran Duran - 1978
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fireat-will · 1 month ago
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S3 of Slow Horses, the season where they went on a dickhead purge
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raul4anski · 11 months ago
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🤭🤭🤭если зайдет,то мб доделаю остальных
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r0ckstardr3amgal · 1 year ago
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FUCK ON TOAST DUFFY?! IF YOU EVER TOUCH MY GUY RIVER LIKE THAT AGAIN I'LL PUT YOU DOWN LIKE THE DOG YOU ARE!
silly fucker.
also sorry but the way river fell after hobbs knocked his bollocks in... I died. Dead.
Oh yeah and you've got that silly cunt Spider disrespecting women, causing a scene and just being naturally annoying as usual. Wishing he'd just dropped dead when he got shot. Ponce.
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butternuggets-blog · 2 months ago
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Jackson Lamb is sick and due to the uncaring, unfeeling nature of the universe, Nick Duffy is transferred in as temporary head of Slough House
Louisa was the last one in, because the bus had blown a tire and she'd been running late already because she hadn't wanted to come. Duffy was standing at the foot of the stairs staring up into the abyss, the sounds of Slough House settling down around them both like so much white noise.
From somewhere up above Roddy was blasting his music at ear-shattering levels, the wail of some underground rock and roll popstar causing the ground to shake.
Underneath the cacophany Louisa could make out the tell-tale gurgling sounds of Shirley and Marcus going at it in their office, although who was currently being waterboarded would be anyone's guess until they ascended to the landing.
Finally, River was sitting on the second-to-last step, clutching an ankle and wincing, the strewn paperwork and torn cardboard boxes marking his unplanned and graceless descent downstairs.
'Welcome to hell' Louisa quipped. She slapped Duffy on the shoulder; he startled, turning to look at her. She smiled mirthlessly back. 'You're in charge until Lamb comes back, Catherine's looking after him and won't be here to help us, there's nothing to do and plenty of time to do it. After you.'
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tampire · 2 years ago
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The Last Of Dallas
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djkerr · 1 month ago
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Trust me.
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NCIS 22x01 Empty Nest
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