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mikimeiko · 3 days

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The Expanse | 3x13. Abaddon's Gate

#the expanse #theexpanseedit #amos burton #anna volovodov #i love how amos keeps collecting this very unlikely friends #this small bunch of kind and morally conscious people #also my mum translated that last line exclaiming “ti voglio bene!”#which is i love you (non romantic) in italian #XD #i made this #i just want a tag for the things i personally put out into the world

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shyjusticewarrior · 2 days

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esutonia · 2 days

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#hannibal #I made this #I really need you to understand. it’s so important I made it my header background

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quilt-giving · 6 hours

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Boldly stitching my way through the galaxy! 🌟 I made this yellow Star Trek medical inspired quilt for my dear aunt a few years back. Creativity knows no bounds! #FridayInspiration #CraftingWithLove #StarTrek #sickbay

#quilt #quilting #handquilting #star trek #made with love #hand quilting #startrek #applique #i made this #gift #textileart #fibre arts

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engiespengie · 2 days

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#i made this #ghostbusters #ghostbusters 1984 #ghostbusters 1989

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allatariel · 2 days

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Margo opened the file and closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before flipping up through the pages as she had earlier that day. The post-it. She had almost convinced herself it had been a dream, a sudden madness, but there it was just as she remembered it and her heart once again skipped a beat. Sergei’s handwritten equation called to her comfortingly like an old friend.

Careful not to bend or curl it too much, she lifted it from the page and held the equation between her fingers, feeling the grooves of the figures made by the pressure of his hand through the pen. She recalled the gentle yet urgent pressure of those same hands on her face, her neck, her body, and a heated flush climbed out of her memory and up over her chest and neck. Shocked by the intensity of the feeling ten years on and after everything that had passed between, she started, her back straightening as she willed herself back into the moment and to the task at hand.

Replacing the post-it on the page, Margo set about solving for Sergei’s message.

It wasn’t long before she had a time and a location… This is a secret place for you?

Frank’s was adjacent to 11:59, she’d had many a hurried meal there before or after a set over her years with the house band. At least until the club closed up well over a decade prior in the years following the Apollo-Soyuz broadcast. Soyuz-Apollo…

Did he truly want to unearth their meager past? Surely he must have moved on by now?

She had forgiven him years ago. Mourned what might have been. God knew he must have done the same, believing along with everyone that she had died with her colleagues. Wildly she wondered if he had shared a memorial borscht with his family in their honor, in hers? She’d eaten a lot of borscht that first fall in Moscow, learning the true meaning of cold before winter had even officially started. Her nightly memorials did little to warm the chill of grief. She shifted in her chair and swallowed down the old guilt that rose like bile in her throat at thoughts of the bombing.

She had to get up, had to move, shift her weight, her perspective.

#margo madison #sergei nikulov #margo x sergei #sergei x margo #for all mankind #fam #i made this #my writing #wip #work in progress #wip wednesday #ok this is not finished but i like where it's going #this is a companion to the little piece i wrote from sergei's perspective #ok ok that one probably isn't finished yet either—might be the same story i'm not sure yet #i have so many ideas i can't focus on one long enough to make much progress <sigh /> my age old problem

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zaiaam · 1 day

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