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For as long as Kim Taehyung could remember, he’s wanted one thing: to be a soldier. It’s his dream, but he knows he’ll never be able to achieve it. All royal soldiers need to be literate and, as the son of a poor farmer, that’s just not part of Taehyung’s life. Until he meets Ahn Yoongi, a soft-spoken teacher who’s dedicated his life to teaching children, regardless of their personal wealth. He doesn’t trust Taehyung, doesn’t trust anyone who chooses a path of violence, but something about Taehyung’s earnest dedication speaks to him.
It should have been simple. Yoongi should have simply taught Taehyung to read and write like he wanted. He shouldn’t have fallen in love, shouldn’t have waited for him, and, most of all, shouldn’t have let Taehyung’s fearless nature influence him to take on more than he could handle. Instead, with Taehyung’s bravery pushing him forward, Yoongi digs deeper to reveal the truth of his fractured memories, and risks everything.
Taehyung only hopes he can get back to him in time.
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"And so Jamie Tartt knew, because a part of him would always be thirteen and in the hospital, and twelve and trying to be tough, and eleven and avoiding booze like the plague, and ten and all alone, that there was no way in fucking hell that he’d ever see eighteen."
Or, Jamie starts to spiral as his twenty-sixth birthday approaches.
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- Part 3 of First Love/Late Spring
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18 Nov 2025
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Nothing had happened, is the point. Nothing had changed. Nothing that would explain why he’d had to choke down his dinner, had only managed part of it in the end, left the half-eaten remains to go bad in his kitchen sink.
Nothing had happened that would explain how when he’d gone to get undressed for bed that night he just… couldn’t. How the thought of taking off the heavy sweats he’d spent the evening in felt unnervingly like peeling off his own skin. How he’d crawled into bed still fully clothed, still cold, had curled into a ball, tucked deep under his duvet. How he’d just… gone.
Nothing had happened that would explain why he was still curled into that ball, still fully clothed in the dark all those hours later. Still awake, still gone.
He’s cold.
In which Jamie has a very-bad-brain-day and Roy tries to help.
AKA: ‘I feel like I’ve lost my wings Roy’: but make it much, much worse.
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13 Jul 2025
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“Babe, what’s going on?” she asked softly, rubbing her thumbs over his cheeks soothingly.
“Nothin’,” he tried again, but his voice cracked right in the middle of the word.
“Why are you so upset?” she asked again. “You know we meant it as a jo—”
“Well, it wasn’t fucking funny,” he exclaimed, pulling away from her. “It’s not—I’m not a fucking prostitute, I can’t—you can’t make me shag someone just ‘cause they’ve paid money to spend an evening fucking chatting at me—Rebecca can—she can send me fucking back to fucking City, I won’t—I won’t do it—I’m not—”
—A rewrite of season one, where Keeley (and Roy, eventually) find out about Amsterdam much earlier. OT3 endgame, plenty of RoyJamie freak4freak, but they're burning slow, babes, I'm warning you.
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26 Jun 2025
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It wasn’t supposed to go this way.
He doesn’t realise he’s said it out loud until Roy says, too loud: “What wasn’t supposed to go this way?”
Jamie just stares at him, mouth opening and closing, and this is - there’s so much he could say. So much he could tell the great Roy Kent about the way things were supposed to be - the way they should have been friends, the things he wanted when he was a kid—
Roy’s mouth - Roy’s mouth is so close to his.
“Nothing,” he says, voice suddenly flat - and turns, and runs away.
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A series of moments which are almost something else.
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15 Jun 2025
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The thing with Keeley was that, in every conceivable aspect, she was better than Roy. He didn’t have to worry about that this time. Everybody knew Jamie Tartt was a massive prick with an ego the size of, well, his prick. And Roy was, well, Roy. And he and Jamie deserved each other.
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09 Jun 2025