what a gracious host she must be

The Crown of Blood and Bone

((Mood Music and More Mood Music also spontaneous prose I thought up while working on this under the cut))

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The Great Gemini, chapter 3 (Raja x Violet) - TheDane & Polly

AN: Welcome to the roaring 20’s and the life of one Pearl Liaison. Life is hard for a single girl in the big apple, but rumor has it that on West Egg the booze flows free, the sky is the limit, and nothing can stop your dreams.

Great Gemini is written by TheDane and Polly, and betaed by Veronica!

TW: Abuse

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the lightbearers :::: chapter 14

summary: Steampunk AU. When bounty hunter Emma Swan is commissioned by Robert Gold, powerful and mysterious president of the Royal Society of English Magicians, to take down notorious airship pirate Captain Killian Jones, it lands them in a web of political and magical intrigue, dark secrets, and the dangerous London underworld - as well as their unwanted attraction to each other. Multi-chapter, slow burn.
rating: T (will go up)
status: WIP
available: FF.net and AO3
previous: chapter 13

“Ah,” Emma said, and smiled. “I see.”

“You do?” Walsh beamed ingratiatingly back at her, steering the balloon higher into the twilit sky, as the shadows of the Yorkshire moors plotted themselves like black chessmen on a great game board far below. “Well, of course you do! It’s the only sensible course of action! With the money we’re gonna make from turning him in, we might never have to do another dishonest day of work in our lives! Tell me, sweetheart. New York, how does New York sound? I’ll build that mansion bigger than the Vanderbilts, by George. Buy up all of Manhattan!”

“It sounds amazing.” Emma snuggled up next to him. “I’m so glad you came along, Patrick. I’ve been trying my very best, but I just couldn’t manage the pirate on my own, you know? I want this job over with, and him turned into the Royal Society where he belongs. If you fly us to London straightaway, you’ll have my everlasting gratitude.” She leaned in, breathing warmly on his neck, so as to allow the wizard’s imagination to run rampant with what exactly that might entail. “However do you manage? It looks so complicated.”

“Not at all, not in the least,” Walsh assured her. “So simple, a monkey could manage it. This throttle here controls the pitch and yaw, and this panel the gas in the balloon – fills, drains.” He flipped the bronze switches in illustration. “This one is for the takeoff and landing. I’m still working on a few modifications of my own invention, but that’s the gist of it. Once I have a proper laboratory, I’ll be able to sink my teeth into it, but – ”

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