would you believe me if I told you I just posted the final chapter of north star 👀
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would you believe me if I told you I just posted the final chapter of north star 👀
I don't wanna be funny anymore
“Huh,” he snorts. “There’s no fucking rules, I guess.” What would Sean say? he thinks. He’s not sure what possesses him to say the next words, whether they’re the right ones he’d be using now if it weren’t for the bargain, but he cocks his head suggestively and blurts out, “Lt- you and me? Whatcha think?”
For @posegarner
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Sean: If I run and leap at Nathaniel, he will most certainly catch me in his arms.
Sean: *running at Nathaniel* Coming in!
Nathaniel: NO! I'm holding coffee!
Nathaniel: *Drops coffee and catches Sean*
did anybody order something normal, for once
writing for a niche pairing in an already small fandom is a crazy experience btw. sometimes I look at the grand total of 20 fics on ao3 for my favorite ship and just think “whew. we really built this shit with our bare hands, huh”
once again thinking about the unfinished trapperty fake engagement fic that started it all……. wherever that author is, i hope they are well and know that i love them for giving us that gift of a story
I'm not always good, but I'll learn to hide my shame
“I have some forms you’ll need to sign and you’ll be required to report for duty on the morrow,” Lieutenant Trapp tells him with a defeated sigh. “But if this is really what you want to do with your life, I won’t stop you.” Sean relaxes immediately, sagging with relief. “Thank you, sir,” he tells the man sincerely. “You shouldn’t thank me for this,” the Lieutenant grumbles. “You’ll be cursing my name within two seasons' time, mark my words.” “Nah,” Sean says. “I don’t really hold grudges.”
This was written specifically for the two other Trapperty fans out there: @heckblade and @seanflnnerty
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
all I want is a divergent to canon fic of sean and nathaniel late nights in the chapter house, sean "sneaking" up on LT again even though nathaniels waiting for him, a routine they get in to where sean just needs to "rest" while nathaniel gives him "orders". anyway is this anything.