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Nick spirals.

Nick and Charlie spend more time together.

Nick has feelings.

Nick has an idea!

Sarah is in a mood.

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Nick catches up with Sarah.

Nick and Charlie go swimming again.

Charlie takes care of Nick.

Nick takes a shower.

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Please note the rating change!

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REBLOG if you have amazing, talented WRITER friends.

Because I certainly do, and I love every single one of them and their work.

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“No writing is wasted. Did you know that sourdough from San Francisco is leavened partly by a bacteria called lactobacillus sanfrancisensis? It is native to the soil there, and does not do well elsewhere. But any kitchen can become an ecosystem. If you bake a lot, your kitchen will become a happy home to wild yeasts, and all your bread will taste better. Even a failed loaf is not wasted. Likewise, cheese makers wash the dairy floor with whey. Tomato gardeners compost with rotten tomatoes. No writing is wasted: the words you can’t put in your book can wash the floor, live in the soil, lurk around in the air. They will make the next words better.”

— ERIN BOW

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Just jump into this one and enjoy the ride! omg!!!

beautiful agony

A new Nick/Charlie story… and I’m being cryptic for a reason…

Explicit, chapter 1/5, chapter 2 will be up soon.

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Me flying anywhere: look it’s my blorbos (planes) from my show (Cabin Pressure)

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This is the result of me having a moment in the Cathedral of Bayeux.

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“Truly my soul finds rest in God: my salvation comes from him. Truly he is my rock and my salvation” - Psalm 62

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Nicholas wishes he could believe.

It would finally make him worthy.

Worthy of this man.

But belief is a fickle, wicked thing.

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they call it a happy trail cuz u see it and get so so so excited yippee!!!

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fanfiction is like. here's a piece of my soul! here's the parts of me i didn't know what else to do with! i wrapped them up in something i love in an attempt to understand my own feelings and morals and maybe the whole world. hope you like it.

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omg, thank you so much!!! 🥹🥰🫠

i love it 💖💖💖

For @thoughtthedormouse who asked for Narlie and Expresso Martini! Have some pining Nick my dear!

"Today I think I want-" Nick paused dramatically before saying, "An expresso martini."

Charlie raised an eyebrow at him. "That's a good one. I haven't made one in years."

Nick smiled, thinking that maybe he'd finally bested the skilled bartender but then the man smirked at him. "Too bad for you they were my roommate's favorite drink for years. I don't think I'll ever forget the recipe."

"Shit." Nick shook his head, watching as Charlie turned to grab the ingredients. Nick wasn't too proud to admit that he was staring. He couldn't help it. There was something about the combination of his suspenders and white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows that just fucking worked. He watched as dexterous fingers poured ingredients into the mixer then firmly slapped the lid on with his palm. Nick wished that palm was slapping something else.

Then Charlie raised the mixer and shook, looking at Nick as he did. He swore the man shook it for longer than necessary, likely knowing how good he looked doing it.

Nick had been coming here for a few months now. On that fateful day he'd had a terrible day at work and needed a place for a drink. One of his coworkers had recommended a fancy new bar and Nick had stopped in. The flashy decor and tiny portions weren't for him but the curly haired bartender certainly was.

Since then, he'd been coming in several times a week. He came early enough that it was never busy, meaning he was able to sit at the bar and talk to the gorgeous man for hours- or until he got busy with the dinner rush. When that happened Nick would stay and enjoy watching as Charlie made drinks, the ease with which he poured and how he seemed to know every cocktail recipe known to man.

That was how this had started. Nick had wondered out loud if Charlie actually knew every drink. Charlie had barked a laugh and then shrugged, saying maybe he did. After that, he started ordering a different cocktail every time, wondering if that day would be the day he finally stumped Charlie.

"One day I'll find one you don't know." He said as Charlie poured the liquor into a martini glass then topped it with three espresso beans. Their fingers briefly touched as Charlie slid it towards him, sending an electric zing through Nick.

"I hope not, then you won't have an excuse to come in." Charlie replied with a wink. Nick's mouth went dry. He didn't recover until Charlie turned around, putting away the bottles. 

"I would still come. Where else can I get an expresso martini?" He said, raising the glass and taking a sip. 

Charlie stopped to watch. "How is it?"

"Like you don't know, it's delicious."

Charlie grinned at him then reached out, swiping a thumb across Nick's upper lip. "You had some froth there." Nick was sure they were both as red as the cherries in Charlie's jar.

"Thanks," he said breathlessly. This was how it went. Flirting, touching, but neither one making the next move. He wanted more but he was terrified to mess up what they had. When this started, Nick had decided that he would ask Charlie out once he stumped the man. There was no rhythm or reason to it, but it felt like a good plan.

Assuming Charlie didn't actually know every cocktail recipe.

Another customer came in and Charlie was soon busy pouring glasses of wine and whiskey. Nick finished his drink and left cash on the bar, knowing better than to try and wait for Charlie to have a break. 

Besides, he would be back soon. He already had an idea for his next cocktail.

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From an upcoming chapter of How Not To Drown

“I’m gonna miss you, y’know?” So much. I wish upon every star in the universe that the look he gives me means ‘me too’, but I actually don’t want that for him. I sort of hope that I am not as special for him as he is already for me. I don’t want that for him.

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Kit does some push-ups as part of his Warfare boot-camp. The lawn has some thoughts about this.

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So, we’ve all seen the clip of Kit doing push-ups by now, right?

Well, let's just say it sparked some very chill, sane and normal conversations with my phone friends and this is what I felt compelled to write in what felt like a fever dream.

This is supposed to be some light-hearted fun, please treat it as such.

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yes to all of the above

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KIT CONNOR Training for "Warfare"

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pirating movies by seeing them in tumblr gifs and basing my own story around them