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How To Be Brave [Thommy]

I don't know exactly what happened but I opened Word and this came out. I hardly ever write and this is my first Thommy fic so be gentle with me ;)

This is rated G and about 850 words long. Hope you enjoy!

How To Be Brave

Ever since the day at the fair, Thomas and Jimmy had slowly but surely reestablished their friendship until it had become a steady presence in both their lives. There was still a dull ache in Thomas’ heart, his love for Jimmy ever-present, but for him it was a comforting reminder of his ability to love so deeply. He was proud of it. It was part of him, part of who he was, and he cherished it, hopeless as it was.

They had acquired a habit of taking walks together, usually at the end of a long day, to clear their heads and complain about the other servants. One of their favorite paths was a mostly unused trail leading towards the woods, almost entirely out of sight, where there stood the remains of a fence which they used to rest against, sharing a smoke before heading back to the house. Thomas loved it when Jimmy leaned on the fence with his forearms, staring off into a field with his cap slightly askew on his head. He stole glances at his handsome profile, wishing he would be allowed to tuck a stray curl behind the footman’s ear. It hurt, and it would continue to hurt, but he would be happy to live with the pain for the rest of his life if it meant having Jimmy as his best friend.

Today had been a trying day, and they both agreed they could use a walk in the chilly autumn air. They chatted amicably, but Jimmy seemed tense, his mouth a tight line whenever he didn’t speak, his eyes distant, and his fists clenched in his pockets. Thomas knew better than to ask; Jimmy wasn’t the kind of person to share what was wrong, unless the pressure on his mind became too much and he initiated the conversation himself.

They were nearing the end of their trail and Thomas leaned back against the fence, ready to light a cigarette when Jimmy started pacing in front of him, face like thunder. Suddenly he stopped in front of Thomas, pointing at him angrily. “It’s all your fault, you know,” he said lowly.

Too stunned to say anything, Thomas tucked away his unlighted cigarette and focused all of his attention on Jimmy, his body thrumming with anticipation and dread. He had seen Jimmy display a whole range of emotions, but never like this. The intensity of it was unsettling.

Jimmy was breathing heavily through his nose, fists clenched at his sides. “I don’t know who I am anymore and it’s all because of you. How can you live like this?” The last sentence came out shakily, and Thomas saw Jimmy wince at the weakness of his own voice.

Thomas’ heart hurt. He thought they were good, that he had succeeded in being a good mate to Jimmy instead of a threat, but the way Jimmy was shaking with suppressed anger told him otherwise. He opened his mouth to say, he didn’t know what, anything to save this friendship he had worked so hard for, when he realized that Jimmy was crying. Without warning he grabbed Thomas by the lapels, dragging him towards him. Thinking Jimmy was going to punch him, Thomas flinched instinctively, but instead the footman collapsed against him with a groan, tightly clutching Thomas’ jacket while sobbing quietly into his chest.

Taken aback, Thomas awkwardly put his hands on Jimmy’s back. His outburst confused Thomas, and he tried to comfort him without seeming too intimate, gently patting his shoulder and trying not to enjoy too much the feeling of holding the man he loved in his arms.

Jimmy cleared his throat, face still hidden against Thomas’ shoulder. “How can you live like this?” he repeated hoarsely before another sob worked its way up his throat. “How do you deal with feeling like this? You’re the bravest man I’ve ever met and I almost ruined you, I’m so sorry,” he said miserably. “I’m so sorry, Thomas. I didn’t know. I didn’t know what to do. I was too bloody afraid.”

Thomas felt the sting of tears in his eyes and he squeezed them shut, quenching the small flutter of hope in his chest. This was not what his traitorous brain wanted him to think it was. He tried to hide his tears by looking away, but when the other man gently nuzzled his face he could do nothing but turn his startled eyes towards Jimmy’s.

“I’m so sorry Thomas,” he said quietly. He nosed Thomas’ cheek before softly kissing the corner of his mouth, a light brush of the lips that nearly broke Thomas.

“Jimmy,” he sighed, swallowing and trying to collect himself, still refusing to believe what was happening. He took a deep, shuddering breath, and his voice sounded just a bit too loud and panicked as he forced out, “Jimmy, what are you doing?”

Jimmy brought up his hand, cupping Thomas’ jaw and brushing his thumb along his lower lip as he kissed him again, with more confidence and on the mouth this time, smiling down at Thomas’ buttons before looking up at him with a look of sheer adoration and determination on his face.

“I think I’ve found my courage.”

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A Thommy Christmas Part Four

Part One and the explanation here

Part Two here

Part Three here

Part Four: Oh, You Candy Kid

Note: St. Nicholas Day is, of course, on the sixth of December. Which was when I was going to post this, when I planned on a random series of ficlets, but when I decided to make a storyline, it had to come later.

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I came back from RingCon yesterday and I'm still recovering. I had an AMAZING time! This was my first con ever and I'm already thinking of going again next year (if my bank account allows it) because everybody was just so lovely. I went to lots of panels, bought some nice fandom jewelry, and got my picture taken with Rupert Young WHO IS SO FREAKIN' ADORABLE AND NICE OH MY GOD

Anyways, I thought I'd list some of the highlights...

Everybody wants to either marry Brienne of Tarth (Gemma Whelan, who we all fell in love with after attending her panel) or wants her on the throne.

Craig Parker and Mark Ferguson...I have no words. That ship sails itself. I can't even remember everything that happened. Craig licked Mark's shirt multiple times. I don't even know. I love them.

Finn Jones and Gethin Anthony are also hilarious and adorable together (though I think our entire group now ships Gethin/Gemma as well). They reenacted the shaving scene by ripping out Finn's one lonely chest hair.

Finn crashed loads of panels, including Rupert's and Daniel Portman's. He actually sat behind us at Daniel's panel which made it hard to decide where to look...Rupert and Gethin both appeared at Daniel's panel as well.

CAN WE MENTION DANIEL'S ACCENT. Holy jesus fuck, nobody told me he was Scottish! When he introduced himself during the opening ceremony we all collectively slid off our seats, so naturally we had to go to his panel. I think what we learned from his Q&A is that everybody now thinks he's a sex god. I also remember something about Podrick/Loras but I don't know what it was. Probably something filthy.

During Rupert's first panel a girl wanted to show him her Harry Potter tattoo (the triangle thingy, sorry I know nothing about HP!) and she walked all the way up to the stage only to hear him go "Ohhhh it's a tent!" Bless. Also, apparently Rupert's voice can be heard in the ladies' room at Harry Potter world. He was really proud of that.

William Kircher was lovely and so enthusiastic! He kept saying things in Khuzdul which was awesome, and he taught someone how to walk like a dwarf.

There was someone cosplaying as George R. R. Martin carrying a book entitled 'Everybody dies'. He appeared at nearly every panel to ask questions and joined in on The Orc Factor (presented by Craig, Lori Dungey, and Stephen Ure). It was brilliant.

Speaking of The Orc Factor, I have no words for the guy who won it. I don't know who he was but I laughed my butt off.

THORIN COSPLAYER CRUSH. Her name was Hizsi and she was just...guhh. We were all madly in love. Look her up, I think she's on deviantart. You will not regret it.

Oh oh oh FINN. I have more to say about Finn. Apparently he tango-ed with a plant on Friday during the after party, which I didn't see but heard all the details of during his panel on Saturday morning (it poked him in the eye so the only way he could save the situation was to tango with the plant). Saturday night he appeared at the party in a Unicroc costume, which, again, I didn't have the privilege to witness but thankfully he wore it again during the closing ceremony. It had a cute little tail. I didn't stare at his butt or anything.

DID I MENTION THAT I TOOK A PICTURE WITH RUPERT. Or two, actually, because I had my eyes closed in the first one. I swear I didn't do it on purpose. He was wearing a fluffy sweater and HIS HAIR OH MY GOD. He told me he loved my costume (I was wearing my modern-girl-Merlin cosplay) and that it made me look 'very cool'. Day made. I went to his signing session later that day and he told me again that he really liked what I was wearing (I think he said it about four times in total AND wrote it on my picture so I guess he really liked it?!). I told him I was a bit overwhelmed by everything because it was my first con and he was really lovely, kept asking questions and made me feel at ease so I was incredibly grateful for that. <3 He was kind of the reason I bought a ticket in the first place so I'm glad I didn't make a complete arse out of myself . He told me to ask him a question at his second panel and it took me a while to gather the courage but I did! I asked him if he'd read any Arthurian legends for research and I don't really remember anything about his answer except that he watched the Disney movie, haha.

Sunday's Game of Thrones panel oh my god I don't even know where to start. I laughed so hard my tummy hurt. Highlights were Daniel's magic penis, the emotional reenactment of Renly's death scene with Loras' reaction (basically running around the stage wailing and stabbing himself with a microphone) and Gemma standing on a chair pretending to be Brienne, Gethin's African dancing, and a misunderstanding about a throne of dicks during which Mark came on stage like a dad trying to keep his unruly children in check. Also, Rupert crashed the panel from somewhere up on the balcony, saying that he was really nervous (this had become a kind of inside joke because lots of fans kept saying it before asking a question) and that he had never watched the show, but he wanted to know why Merlin was such a succes. The Game of Thrones peeps said it was probably because of some guy with the same hair as Loras except more fabulous. Rupert: "Thanks, I'm definitely watching Lord of the Rings now."

The Kiwi panel...no words. I laughed until I cried. Mark, Craig, and Lori did improv for an hour with the help of two German guys from an improv group, Rupert and Daniel (who came running and screaming from the balcony when Mark asked for two volunteers), and a couple of Starkids who improvised Cinderella the musical, with Craig as both the fairy godmother and a deformed assistant of the prince. Only pictures and videos can describe what was going on there...

The closing ceremony was quite lengthy but when the winner of the video contest was announced some hysterical hilarity ensued, because it was basically a slash fanvid for Mark and Craig. It was GLORIOUS. If anybody can get me a link to that I will be forever grateful.

I've probably forgotten about half of it, but I think this is it for now...god I need sleep.

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The Light Above Us #4

Fandom: Downton Abbey Character(s): Thomas, Jimmy Summary: Time shuffles by – slowing down for the both of us. Rated: T Author’s note: This week’s episode…I have nothing to say about it. Everyone else had put my thoughts into words. Because I can’t write metas, so here’s a ficlet. (#1, #2, #3) Word count:  180

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Elf Fantasy Fair 2013! I went with The Doctor and Sassy Thranduil. As you can see I found Arthur but then it turned out he already had a Merlin, as well as a Morgana. My search continues...

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Hey look, it's me in my Merlin cosplay at the Elf Fantasy Fair at Haarzuilens last Saturday! More pictures later (I hope)...

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Merlin escorting Thranduil...

Sassy Thranduil on her Merlin Moose (kimberbatch)

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OT6: it started as Sherlock/Kiki and escalated quickly.

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Me and flutteringazure as the two Joans at the Dutchlockians meet-up (17 March 2013), not taking any of your shit. Pictures by phoenix-howl!

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Some of the Dutchlockians dancing to I would walk 500 miles by The Proclaimers at our 3rd meeting (17 March 2013).

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My pictures from the Dutchlockian meet today! All in a video.

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Does anybody else ever have trouble plugging their charger into their phone and think "shit, now Sherlock is going to think I'm an alcoholic"?

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Arthur is asexual. Eames is ... not. A bedtime story for asexuals.

Oh my heart :')

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My hairy adventure.

On June 25, 2009 Michael Jackson passed away. It hit me pretty hard, especially when I realized that I really hadn't done anything worthwile in my life while he devoted his whole life to helping and genuinely caring for others. So I decided to do something about it. I didn't have much money (being a student and all) but I did have something else; really thick hair. So I decided to grow it out and donate it to charity. At the time my hair was like this:

Yeah, dodo cameo! As you can see I had a pretty damn long way to go, as they usually need at least 20 cm to make a decent wig. But I was determined to make this happen. There was a slight hitch in my plans when an enthusiastic hairdresser decided that my hair could use some layers while I'd specifically asked them NOT to, because that would make it useless for donation. ARGH. Anyways, from then on I only let my bf cut it for me so it would even out eventually.

Ok, not the best picture ever but you get the gist.

A couple of weeks ago the weather turned, it got hideously hot, and I was completely sick of my hair! It's thick. Really, really thick. People tend to underestimate how thick it really is. My head had practically turned into an oven. I measured my hair and OH FRABJOUS DAY, it was long enough! Fucking finally. Can I just say, three years is a loooong time when all you want to do is cut it off! I had my appointment today and this is what I looked like before I went in:

Charming dent from my glasses on my nose, there. ANYWAYS.

My hairdresser looked a bit scared when I told her she could cut it all off and just do whatever she wanted with what was left. But she did! Once she'd cut it off she had to look for bigger hairclips because my hair was still too heavy for the ones she normally uses, haha. My hair was actually so thick that she ended up making two braids instead of one:

30 cm! Woohoo! I think every single tool within reach was used on the remainder of my hair, and now my head feels super-light and I LOVE MY NEW HAIRCUT. My bf says it makes me look younger but I don't really see it. I'm too giddy about not having anything brushing my neck, haha. Here's the end result:

I'm so proud of myself for not giving up and finally doing something good. I'm not attached to my hair at all, if anything it annoys me most of the time because there's just so much of it, but I figured someone else might love to have it instead of me. I've decided to send it to a charity that makes wigs for children, so I hope my hair will make some kid happy :)

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My collection of photographs for the awesome day that will now be known as Dutchlockians day!

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The Dutchlockians beliiieeeve!

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Someone made us Sherlock-themed name badges :)