17. Sacrifice
17. Sacrifice
Kidd - 18 | Killer - 22 | Heat - 23
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Food Issues coming up again
yeah, all these assholes had some kind of eating disorder at one point
vague references to starvation, overeating, and eating rotten food
Killer struggles to throw rotten food out
Kidd does too but actually manages to go through with it
Read at A03 linked above or here below cut
Drabbles from Pocket Jack's KiKi-tober Prompt list
Kidd had slept though breakfast - which was not unusual for him - and had wandered down to the galley to pilfer a snack as Pomp & UK cleaned up after the meal. And if Killer was not to busy prepping for lunch, to get the man to make him something personally.
And he planned it perfectly it seemed, because Killer was indeed standing causally at the kitchen counter. He had his notebook out; Killer had his own means of how his thought a kitchen should be run, but so far there's been no real complaints and everyone been well fed. Killer's seasoning work was hit or miss, seeing as he wanted to try every mix or herb or spice with very little experience to back it up.
But it had flavour, and the flavour wasn't penicillin.
At the moment, Killer was repeatedly tapping the pen against the counter in his right, studying something in his left.
"What's up?"
"Its gone bad..."
Kidd paused, looking at his first mate in confusion. He thought Killer was doing meal planning, or inventory or something. That 'gone bad' was a problem, but Killer's voice was distant and almost a little lost.
"How bad?"
Killer's head turned slightly, and he lifted his hand up enough for Kidd to see he was holding a jar of something. He was unreadable behind the mask for most, but Kidd could tell it was worse then the normal stoicism he like to pretend he had once it was on... This was a different quiet - like he was stuck.
Kidd came over to peer into the jar, Killer tilted it to him to see. It was a jar of fruit preserves, still about a third full. The jam itself looked fine, but the sides had begun to grow over with soft wispy mold.
"Do we have more?"
"Different fruit, but yeah."
"The other one still good?"
"Still sealed, so it should be fine."
Kidd made an executive decision then, and took the jar and table knife from Killer.
Killer handed both other with no hesitation.
Kidd left the galley.
Every part of him was trying to get him to turn back around - they could spoon out the bottom still, that was at least four more sandwiches at the bottom. Six if they were for some of the smaller members of the crew. And they had a big crew right now - nearly thirty strong and almost all of them having run with at least one of the four commanders back on the island.
Thirty mouths, at least three times a day. Figuring in the night squad, Killer was feeding a platoon of people four times a day, a meal of some kind on the table every 6 hours. UK had been stepping up and assisting him so the man didn't burn out, familiar enough with Killer to navigate his idiosyncrasies without stepping on any toes. And House, Mosh, Pomp, and Disc J had stepped up from the other gangs to form the Punks' mess hall squad. But it was still thirty people.
It didn't matter how well stocked they were, there was always that fear that the next time they turned around, the pantry would be empty. They'd all grown up with it, all of them living through days of not being sure where the next meal was coming from. Years of getting their hands on just enough food to make it to the next day but never enough to stop feeling hungry.
Kidd contemplated the jar again once he stepped out on deck, an uncertain shadow named Killer trailing behind him. They'd all made themselves to sick in those early days, dropping obscene amounts of money at taverns in those first few ports. They had no idea what shit was worth once off the island, nor had they cared, eating themselves well past the point of sick. It had taken them all the way to Reverse Mountain to finally start to get a handle on things and Heat had worked with Killer, the two making remarkable progress getting everyone on responsible eating habitats.
Still didn't mean there wasn't severe hang ups lurking under the surface.
Heat had been making his way the crow's nest for his shift, and paused to watch the two of them. Watched the jittery way Killer followed. Watched the jar in Captain's hand.
Kidd stood at the railing, touching the 'good' jam at the bottom with the table knife. Six people! his head was screaming, and he was surprised how hard to was to finally stir it up, loosening the jam and mold both, mixing them. Inseparable. Before he could think about it, he upended the glass, shaking it until the jam fell loose and into the sea.
He could feel Killer tensing up even without looking at him. He did met Heat's gaze though, the man doing his best to look nonchalant to hid his interest.
He continued to hold Heat's gaze as he handed the empty jar back to Killer. "We don't do that no more. As long as I'm Captain, we will never go back to that."
He looked at Killer then, "If in doubt, throw it out. You don't serve rotten food to my crew," His voice softened, "and you don't eat anything that's gone off ever again. You hear me?"
"Aye Captain." Killer murmured, taking the jar, shoulder's slumping as he lost tension; The responsibility of the choice taken from him.
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Aziraphale worked very hard at being soft. He's been working very hard for more than 6000 years to be soft, and one demon is trying his patience on the matter, leading him on a smiting spree in hell.
aka - exploring my personal headcanon's of our fav duo's pasts, set sometime after the series ends. Tags will be expanded reflecting each new chapter to minimize spoilers. i'm not very nice to either of of our beloveds in this, but it all works out in the end.
I hope it's okay I got really excited about you liking OP (especially the goat, our Captain) AND hockey so I had to follow back.
I'm so excited to go through your Kid pirates prompts. 😊
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Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: Good Omens (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale & Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Post-Apocalypse, nope'ggedon, Anxiety, Snuggling, sleeping, The Night At Crowley's Flat (Good Omens), Drinking Summary:
a story about sleeping, in three parts
- first chapter of one of four short stories written for nanowrimo this year.
reblogged here since i no longer use that account
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Any fics that you know of a power imbalance between the two since Aziraphale is much more powerful than Crowley?
Any fics, doesn't matter for rating and whatnot!
Hi! The idea of one being more powerful than the other is only a fanon trope. So here, have a couple of fics in which Aziraphale is more powerful and a couple in which Crowley is more powerful...
Incongruous States of Being by ZehWulf (T)
“Who would win: Aziraphale or Crowley.”
“Oh!” Aziraphale startles. “Well—such a question. It’s not as though either of us has engaged in so much as fisticuffs in ages, and one does need to keep up practice with these sorts of things.” His fretting dies abruptly when Crowley cuts over him clearly, baldly: “Aziraphale.”
Aziraphale’s mouth clicks shut, and he goes so still that the group is forcibly reminded that ethereal beings don’t technically need to breathe, have a heartbeat, or even metabolize energy to exist. Beside him, Crowley’s stiffened up and his lips pull back from his teeth in a toe-curling wince.
I’ll think of you every step of the way by Mekachu04 (T)
Aziraphale worked very hard at being soft. He's been working very hard for more than 6000 years to be soft, and one demon is trying his patience on the matter, leading him on a smiting spree in hell.
aka - exploring my personal headcanon's of our fav duo's pasts, set sometime after the series ends. Tags will be expanded reflecting each new chapter to minimize spoilers. i'm not very nice to either of of our beloveds in this, but it all works out in the end.
Being Gentle by Sodium_Azide (M)
Principalities are built for war. Only for war. However, as bewildering as it may be, on Earth sometimes peace breaks out.
He felt like a siege catapult attempting to skip pebbles on a pond.
Aziraphale, a very gentle angel created to defend Eden against all of the horrible might of Hell, does his very best to be soft.
Starstruck by Atalan (T)
Aziraphale wasn't one of the angels tasked with creation. He wasn't ever expected to create anything new, but as it happened, he already had, though no-one (including him) realised it.
He had, completely on his own and with very little fuss, invented being desperately, hopelessly in love with someone who didn't even know his name.
AU. Aziraphale gets a shock when he runs into the Archangel Raphael in the Garden, especially since he's calling himself "Crowley" and pretending to be just any old ordinary angel. Meanwhile Crowley just wants someone to appreciate him for himself without all the convoluted power games of Heaven...
Truth Serum, Kidnapping, and a Garden! Oh My! by animefan021513 (T)
Aziraphale is a bit shaken by the place that Crowley created when he stopped time. So, logically, he gives Crowley a truth serum specially made for beings like him and Crowley to draw the truth out about that place. Soon, they find out that Gabriel is kidnapped by demons and needs their help. What truths will be revealed about Crowley? Who was he before he fell? What will his memories reveal when TESTED for REDEMPTION!? What will Aziraphale find out about some things he mysteriously doesn't remember? Will this whole thing affect their friendship? Why is Gabriel being nice now? READ AND FIND OUT! :) (Based mainly on the show)
The Truth Remains by WanderingAlice (M)
Raphael had been the third angel ever created, and he’d raised himself first with Michael’s clumsy help. Then he’d turned around and raised three more siblings, and loved them all so fiercely it hurt. He'd loved Aziraphale too, more than either of them really knew.
And then, he fell. He lost everything. The bond he held with his siblings was ripped away, leaving an aching, empty void. And while he still has Aziraphale, the angel doesn't recognize the archangel who taught him how to care about the Earth. And Crowley refuses to tell him who he was, or how Aziraphale's voice is the one thing that can soothe the ache in his soul that wants, so badly, to feel a connection again.
A story through the ages as an angel and a demon come to terms with their shared past.
- Mod D
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Another very specific rec list of fics keeping Tawny sane while work sucked.
Yes, yes, I am writing this when I should actually be working. Thank you all for my self-care routine and giving me some serotonin these last couple of months.
New Horizons, Old Troubles @unproblematicme Pirates and omegaverse! Sexy and swashbuckling. That’s all you need to know. And Newt is the hero we all deserve.
Over the Sea @redundant-angel Angsty and sweet South Downs Cottage fic. I love a fic where they still have to work through things for their HEA and this is handled beautifully. Plus the weather and scenery is so atmospheric.
Blow out all the candles @teslatherat I love a historical au and the detail in this is lovely and engaging. It’s so sweet and hopeful. Victorian Rent Boy Crowley falls in love with a client….
The Rite of Falling @contraststudies and @teslatherat Beautifully written. Beautiful art work. And I love the characterisation, and the way the pacing builds the pressure. A wonderful priests au. I’m biting my nails over my this and swooning by turns.
Just our hands clasped so tight, waiting for the hint of a spark by @mekachu04 with art by @wargoddess9 I just found this! set in cannon and the premise is amazing, and it is so sweet and sexy and lovely. I want to eat it with a spoon.
In our own strength confide by hapax. A second fic I love that addresses how they both deal with their trauma and their freedom. Beautifully insightful character study of both of them. Also angry Aziraphale is very good.
The Fabric of your Hair @saretton Sooooftttt. I love it. So tactile. And just, gah, the yearning, the yearning. Hairdresser Crowley and Tailor Aziraphale stealing touches where they can. Read it and bring a fainting couch.
Divine restorations and repairs @sylwritesstuff and skimmingthesurface Just started this, and think I’m possibly the last person on the planet to get to it, however the characterisation is fantastic. The detail that has gone into the world building is so immersive. I can’t even…..Beautiful, beautiful….
Sanctuary by @leilakalomi This is an exquisitely crafted Hunchback of Notre Dame au, and powerful and I am still in awe of how Crowley is portrayed so well in Aziraphale’s pov. It’s wonderfully done.
And safe for aye, may my darling be @naromoreau and @gayforgoodomens Celts vs Romans, except the two who fall in love, obviously. This fic will kill us all. You have been warned.
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