i've tried to incorporate the current 'voice sex' challenge into this fic, but it soon got out of hand :/ and since the best way to write a fic is to let it write itself, i did. oh, and the pairing so could be a kink in itself
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Ooh, this is really interesting! You capture Sawyer's confused state of mind extremely well... but he's right when he says You think you have a friend, but one day, due to Fortune’s somersaults, he is put above you and you are in his hands, you’re in dependence and he’s the one determining you and your authority is countermanded. Because Hornblower does become Bush's senior. But it's a different situation to what Sawyer's paranoia assumes it would be like. This is such a complicated story, lots to think about. Great work!
yes, that's exactly what i aimed at! this way, Sawyer predicts, although being unaware of it, the entirety of Bush's life, death included...and Bush, by speaking with HH after he goes out, in a way accepts that fate. and after that Sawyer resigns, admitting his inability to preserve anything or anyone from the changes...
yeah, so much for a fan's interpretation of the canon :))
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You think you have a friend, but one day, due to Fortune’s somersaults, he is put above you and you are in his hands, you’re in dependence and he’s the one determining you and your authority is countermanded.
Because Hornblower does become Bush's senior. But it's a different situation to what Sawyer's paranoia assumes it would be like. This is such a complicated story, lots to think about. Great work!
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yes, that's exactly what i aimed at! this way, Sawyer predicts, although being unaware of it, the entirety of Bush's life, death included...and Bush, by speaking with HH after he goes out, in a way accepts that fate. and after that Sawyer resigns, admitting his inability to preserve anything or anyone from the changes...
yeah, so much for a fan's interpretation of the canon :))
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He looked down at the dark-haired head pressed to his chest. “Is it so hard to understand me?”
“No,” Bush whispered into the rough fabric. “No, my captain.”
*shivers*...it's going to haunt me for days!
xx
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*grins contentedly* then my mission is accomplished :) thanks for fb!
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