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#4 + 25: …where it hurts + ...as a yes

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Of course! James and On the Edge of Consciousness

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James knew he was going to die. It was only a matter of time now, a question of when, and despite himself he hoped it would be sooner rather than later. He couldn’t take it anymore; feeling his body decaying , while he was still halfway conscious was torture, but somehow, seeing the reactions of those around him was worse. 

Francis kept it together most of the time. When James was awake he talked, soothingly, of stories James didn’t have the strength to listen to, but he was sure he had heard Francis cry next to him, in brief bouts of consciousness. 

Bridgens was worse; there were tears in his eyes whenever he talked to James and even though he knew the man was caring for many more than just James, it pained him to hurt the gentle-natured Bridgens like that. Whoever came to visit James, they were all looking devastated and James hated himself for it. For being weak, for succumbing to this when so many others were still standing. For making them all suffer without being able to change it.

Every time James woke up, he cursed the world, or himself, or a cruel god, if there even was one for not taking him; every time he felt weaker and every time he prayed that he would not awake again. But something changed, then - James couldn’t tell time anymore, but he was sure it had been days. Something changed in Francis. Maybe he had realised that James was done for, maybe he was breaking down himself, but the look in his eyes was one of devotion, maybe love, when he looked at James. Just like James had surely been looking at him in the past. 

Maybe he was imagining it all.

Maybe he was imagining the kiss pressed to his cheek as he drifted off. 

Maybe he was imagining the tender words his captain whispered, barely audible.

But even so, James knew he had to put an end to the suffering; his own, but more importantly everyone else’s.

Maybe that was the one way, Francis could show him love now.

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Hello friend and AAAAAA i’m so happy you decided to do this!!

Rules: post the last line you wrote then tag as many people as there are words in the line.

Eventually, he gets too worked up and can’t stand the silence any longer.

this took me ages cos i had started it and lost confidence - so i hope this short bit is enough!!

His cheeks reddened beneath James’fingers, the blush travelling slowly over his nose and heating his chilly ears.His pale and freckled skin took the color so wholly. James wondered, if he wereto remove Francis’ clothes layer by heavy layer, would he see that the blushcolored him elsewhere, perhaps everywhere?

Itwas different than the heat and flush brought by a bottle of whiskey; Francis had not touched a drop in weeks, he was sober, his eyes blue and clear – he looked so confident finally, as Fitzjames had longed to see him.

OH I think of that song All The Time (though in a different context but,, yES)

I love Glitter and Gold So Much!!! It’s one of my favorites, it’s just

#ooh look at those glasses 👀👀#james' remind me of frank's in outlander jdjdksks