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.. And she is the most beautiful thing that has ever lived under the stars.. Or among them.
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Sackson Saturday
Susan comforting her husband :’)
I’m caught between trying to live my life, and trying to run from it.
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being A Wallflower

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Ripper Street: H Division
{ When it’s been a poo day but people liked the Jackmund so that’s all that matters ^-^ }
S5 slash.
Yankee has no inhibitions whatsoever

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Nothing to do but drink and make love.
Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me The Waltz
"You're standing there watching as my heart breaks for you and you're doing nothing!" ((Thought this could work post-reichenbach, I know we're way after that now but hey :P))
[ Angst starter ]
This was certainly not how Jackson thought his evening was going to end but there was no arguing the fact now. Lucy Holmes was standing in his doorway soaked through to the skin from the torrential rain outside. Was she drunk? Possibly, although he couldn’t smell it on her what with the stench of the street muck being trickled down the cobbles with the rainwater.“Mrs Holmes- you’re soaked! Get in here lemme get you a towel will ya?”
Some people are just born with tragedy in their blood.
Donnie Darko. Dir. Richard Kelly.

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Still burning the candle for Bennet
For the drabble thing: Old (because we know that should have happened)
{ Drabble prompt: I’ll write our characters growing old together }
The cigarette burned away silently between the fingers of the dozing American as the late afternoon sun dipped through the window of the parlour. Limped footsteps sounded from the hallway as Reid entered the room in their shared home. He stopped, nudging his friend’s leg with the end of his walking cane but it was to no avail as the Yankee failed to rouse. The retired Inspector rolled his eyes and struck the other on the leg impatiently. “Jackson!”
“Gahd damn it!” Jackson straightened up and threw Reid a look, it was not the first bruise he had received from the damned walking cane.“Connor writes you.” A neatly inscribed envelope was passed into Jackson’s free hand, his other bringing the cigarette up to his lips as he opened the letter while Reid leant on his worn cane, lowering himself to sit beside the Yankee.
Tired eyes skimmed the letter, a half cocked smile marking Jackson’s face. “He ain’t coming home for a visit just yet if that’s what yer wonderin’.”
Reid tilted his head. “How so?”
“The kid’s halfway round the damned world.” Jackson grinned and passed him the letter. Reid’s puzzlement softened to a smile as he read the contents on the page.
“Oh to be young and able to travel the continents. Where did we go wrong?”
The Yankee drew on the cigarette, resting an arm behind Reid’s shoulders. “The day you decided to steal a hansom and make gallant chase after a murder suspect, if I recall correctly.”
“I was not to know of the outcome.” Reid stated, an over used reply to Jackson’s remark on the subject.
“Perhaps, but you damn well did it anyway and you got yourself crippled.” He jested, nodding toward the cane at Reid’s side.
Reid leant toward Jackson, his eyes narrowed as he played along. “I’ll have you know I am not crippled, my physician himself said so.”
“And who’s that then Reid?” Jackson smirked, flicking the ash off the end of his cigarette.
He shrugged back into the seat. “Some quack really, he could be wrong I suppose.”
The American chuckled, taking another drag on the cigarette. “Quack huh? Perhaps I better take a look.”
“If it pleases you, Captain.”
The two eyed each other before their straight faces turned into smiles, each chuckling to themselves. Jackson ran a hand through his silvering beard, Reid placing a palm on his leg.
“I am glad to have known you Jackson.”
The Yankee smirked, straightening a stray tuft of hair on his friend’s head. “Now yer going soft on me old man.”