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Before the rescue, and before James’s body had begun to break down in earnest, he’d started to find the nighttime cold on the shale unbearable. He’d shiver for hours before passing out from exhaustion—excruciating, when every movement caused him a spark of pain. One night the cold was particularly sharp—the flaps of their tent snapped loud as thunderclaps in the unforgiving wind—and he’d been shocked to feel his cot dip behind him, Francis’s solid form pressing up against his back.
“Francis,” he’d said, heart pounding, “what are you doing?”
“Whisht,” Francis had hissed. “Can’t sleep for the chattering of your teeth. Now rest.”
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13 Jul 2026
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Robby hadn’t moved. His jaw had locked so tightly it hurt. Disgust curled low in his stomach. Not at Whitaker, never at Whitaker. How could he let this happen? Under his watch, in his ED of all places. It felt irrational. Possessive. Territorial in a way Robby hated recognizing. If he hadn’t been so thoroughly revolted by the thought of Whitaker ending up with Park, he might have found the blush steadily spreading across the kid's face unbearably endearing.
Instead it only made something inside him twist. Whitaker deserved someone careful. Someone patient. Someone better than a shark. Someone even better than Robby.
Or, Park The Shark asks Dennis out and Robby learns that Dennis has never gone "all the way" with a guy before. He has a lot of mixed emotions about that.
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- Part 15 of Hucklerobby Fics
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08 Jul 2026
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“You’ll have to hold on, okay?” Robby chuckled, and Whitaker could feel his body shake, because they were sitting on the same flimsy, stupid seat. Nope. Nope, nope, nope. This was not happening. Some time ago, he remembered cussing out motorcyclists in their entirety, especially the ones who didn’t wear helmets, after a particularly bad collision incident had left them with six casualties, four entirely preventable. It didn’t seem relevant here. Dr Robby was driving. He felt his morals slipping away by the second.
“Hold on to where?” And yes, Whitaker was aware of how weird and stretched out his voice sounded, and no, he was not going to unpack that right now.
“Me.”
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A lift home on the back of Robby’s Triumph Bonneville one evening pushes Whitaker’s inconvenient crush on his attending into the danger zone, and Robby seems entirely aware of this.
Set across the Friday evenings until the end of the year. A Christmas, a birthday & a happy new year.
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10 Jun 2026
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The Light That Comes Through by kenwayyed for chesthighwater
Fandoms: The Terror (TV 2018)
29 May 2026
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Francis returns to his cabin from seeing off David Young on his transport to Erebus to find that his chess set has been disturbed.
It’s barely anything. Two pawns and a knight on either side of the board have been touched, and the white king and queen moved forward one row. There isn’t any semblance of strategy to the way the board has been set up: more white pieces than black have been moved, for a start. It does not seem like the intention was for any serious game to play out. Rather, it seems as though whoever touched the board was merely looking to amuse himself to pass the time.
Of course, Francis knows exactly who it was that rearranged the chess set. He knows it was Fitzjames, because he watched him do it.
Or: five times Francis is distracted by James’s hands without him noticing, and one time James makes excellent use of that distraction.
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31 May 2026
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10 May 2026
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They had come to be a highlight of his day, these missives from his boss. They made him feel special, chosen to see Robby’s revival play out in real time, although it was possible Robby was texting others too, maybe Abbot or Dana or Noelle. It had gotten to the point that Whitaker, never the biggest fan of smartphones—of any flashy tech, really—would scramble to retrieve his device from whatever odd shelf or surface he’d forgotten it on the second he heard it buzz. When it was Robby, his expression would involuntarily screw into an amused little grin, scanning the text a few times before deciding how to respond. If it was anyone else, Santos asking about bills, his mother badgering him to visit, he would drop his phone unceremoniously between the couch cushions and ignore the message for hours.
But Robby hadn’t sent one in days—six days, to be exact.
On his way home from Canada, Robby goes radio silent and his favorite resident spirals. When he comes home two weeks before he was scheduled to and finds Whitaker standing half-naked in his kitchen, things get even more complicated. (Or, everyone in Dennis Whitaker's life is falling apart around him, and he doesn't know how to not help.)
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07 May 2026
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Fitzjames rose from his chair and held out his hand. “Cheer up, Francis, we’re climbing Everest.”
Christ alive.
“No one since Mallory has found that a cheerful idea,” Francis said and shook Fitzjames’ hand, which was warm and slender and startlingly soft. “And look where he ended up.”
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03 May 2026
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Dennis Whitaker has hated storms for as long as he can remember. From under a pile of rubble with a long shard of 2x4 piercing through his side, he thinks about the massive “I told you so” he’s going to say to his therapist if he somehow lives through the night.
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Dennis is injured in the field while facing one of his worst fears, and Robby has to deal with the reality that he has feelings for Dennis, that Dennis might not recover, and that it's his fault that Dennis was in the field in the first place.
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02 Apr 2026
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“The score. You know, with that thing you kids have going on?”
“The thing,” Whitaker repeats. Robby watches the red on the tips of his ears stretch all the way to the lobe. “Oh, the—that, um, I—”
“Oh, hey, Whitaker, look. You don’t have to answer that. I’m sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking. We don’t—it’s fine. Not that you wouldn’t—” Oh shit, now he’s the one babbling. Panic creeps up the back of his neck, just as pulsing and pink as Whitaker’s face. “You’re a good-looking kid and you should put yourself out there is what I’m saying. Try your luck every now and again. Live a little. I did when I was your age.” God, Robinovitch, shut the hell up. He’ll never hear the end of it from Jack if he doesn’t stop running his mouth. He closes his eyes for a moment, raising his hands in surrender. “It’s not my business. Never mind.”
“The score is zero,” Whitaker says, quietly.
“Well I’m sure it won’t stay that way for long.” He says it before he can help it. God he is so fired.
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Santos ropes Whitaker into seeing who can have the most sex with the ED staff. Spoiler alert: she loses.
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- Part 1 of live a little
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29 Oct 2025
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On a porch, in the dark, somewhere in Broken Bow, Nebraska, on a random autumn Saturday, Robby brings his cigarette to Dennis' lips, as if it is the easiest thing in the world. But there is so much more to this one act of kindness, in the way his fingers brush against Dennis' lips, the way Dennis looks up at him through his lashes, eyes wide on his parents' porch. Dennis fears he might lose the family that raised him, but he isn't as scared, if it means he might gain a new one.
After Dennis' parents find out that he is trans and has been transitioning ever since leaving for medical school, Dr. Robby offers to drive him home to his parents, to do damage control.
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21 Oct 2025
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James tries to open his mouth to argue, to defend their late commander against Francis’ derision; but without warning, Francis’ weight at his side shifts, his hand slipping from James’ shoulder down to the tangle of ropes wrapped haphazardly around his bicep, his fingers catching on the weave of them and pulling, and James—
God help him, James moans.
James finds himself a little tied up in the spirit room. For Guin!
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08 Jul 2025
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“Ah, Sir John.” Francis cleared his throat once the wardroom was near to empty. “May I borrow James? Regarding the Lloyd’s balance. We took readings that require further inspection. I’ll send him back in a gig—tonight if the weather holds, in the morning otherwise.”
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07 Jul 2025
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I'll start with some of the things I thought on my walk today.
Nice pretty flowers coming up with spring you always yelped at your first yearly sight of a daffodil.
Sky bright you'd have remembered my sunglasses I never do.
You kept playing tennis to keep yourself fit until the end. Do you remember how I would watch you play? Trying to memorise your parries. (haha.) I didn't used to like it when I saw you playing on the hill courts back when I hated you. I felt like it was just like all those vitamins you took bloody ridiculous modern attempts to stave off wrinkles and ageing. I used to wonder about the money you wasted on creams like they advertise on the telly with smiling women always in white. Funny those vitamins and creams they filled up our bedside table eventually.
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06 Jul 2025
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the devil’s in my head by diskotheque (pettifogger)
Fandoms: The Terror (TV 2018), The Terror - Dan Simmons
10 Jun 2025
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He is good at suppressing desire. It has gotten him far. He’s walked this tightrope for four-and-thirty years without error, without mistake. He has built a barrier high as a pressure ridge, high as the Great Wall of China, between the Royal Navy man he has to be at sea and the base desires that live in the pit of his stomach.
And Francis Crozier has taken a sledgehammer to its very foundations.
Or: In the aftermath of the altercation in "First Shot a Winner, Lads," Fitzjames reckons with the desires he's been repressing since 1845.
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06 Jul 2025
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Thomas was a whore, and he fancied himself rather good at it.
Following the voyage to Antarctica, Jopson finds that sex work is the best way to put food on the table and accommodate the need to be available for his mother and brother during the day. Of all the people to come into Madam Rachel's molly house, he certainly wasn't expecting to see his old captain again.
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- Part 1 of Madam Rachel's Molly House
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19 Jun 2025
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Further On Up The Road by AwCoffeeNo
Fandoms: The Terror (TV 2018), The Terror - Dan Simmons
30 Jan 2026
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Francis takes desperate measures to save James's life. Later, measures must be taken to ensure Francis survives himself.
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12 May 2025
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“You said you had a question,” Francis snapped, irritable already.
“Yes,” James said, flushed and resplendent still from the company next door—undaunted and loose-limbed in just the way that plucked cloying ire from a raw place in Francis. “How’s your chess game?”
A seduction.
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18 Apr 2025
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The surviving men of Franklin’s expedition return home a national embarrassment.
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31 Oct 2024
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In James’s arms and out of the sight of God, Francis Rawdon Moira Crozier was in love.
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25 Oct 2024
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Perhaps -- if they had not already lost so many men, if they had not become so profoundly beholden to the whims of the ice, if they were not indeterminately trapped here, if Sir John had not shown such disdain for Francis for so long, if Francis had it in him to care a whit anymore about decorum, or Her Majesty’s service, or anything beyond his own selfish cares, if his blood was not comprised so much of whiskey -- Francis would not do this. He would not let his head be turned by a pretty face, as if he were a lusty sailor and not the captain of the entire damned ship, he would not say things like this to Fitzjames, of all men, who made Francis’s blood burn, who made him angry, who he found vainglorious and vapid and terribly, terribly desperate to please.
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23 Oct 2024