14 Works by peteor
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People say that those three words are everything, but Church thinks the everything in them is how they’re said:
The way Tucker said it was slurred, with warm skin and loose limbs.
The way Carolina said it was quiet, lost, and unsure, with tense shoulders and tight lips.
The way Tex said it was tired and flat, with slumped shoulders and empty eyes, as if the words drained the life from her.
The way Washington says it is unforgettable.
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the fic where church realizes why "i love you" is such a big deal
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A Glitch in the Matrix is Still Worthy of Love by peteor for Palaeoh
Fandoms: Red vs. Blue
26 Dec 2017
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Church’s very existence is like a glitch in the fucking matrix.
Donut, meanwhile, has always been the odd one out. He doesn’t frown when Grif and Simmons are too lost in themselves to pay attention to him. He doesn’t hate himself or get moody and upset when he gets lost in a conversation and winds up making no sense. He just shrugs, moves on, and continues to welcome everyone who comes within five feet of him with a smile and open arms.
Church has made it a regular hobby to come within five feet of him.
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the fic where two black sheep bond and maybe kiss a little
(RvB Secret Santa Submission 2017)
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Sheila takes pride in knowing Tex that well. Not many people do, and it’s truly an honour to be one of the few capable of getting through her shell and into her true heart and soul. Not that Tex puts a mask on around others, no, she’s too honest for that. But she takes her softer side and keeps it hidden, almost curls protectively around it. And while Sheila loves Tex’s cooler, tough self - after all, it’s the part of her she first fell in love with - she loves the amount of love and kindness in her heart much more.
Really, she just loves all of Texas.
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the fic where tex pops the question
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A bright flash from Epsilon that has her squeezing her eyes shut for a moment, and when she opens her eyes again, the pale blue has been replaced by purple. An ugly, grey purple, on a projection that stands tall and straight, staring at Carolina. No, staring through Carolina.
“…Omega?” Carolina asks, going tense, reaching for her gun.
Omega disappears, and not even a second later, a hologram projection appears in front of her that has her throat going dry.
Black armour, a shift to her hips, a hand on the hip jutting out, tapping the armour on her thigh. Her head is cocked, looking almost bored.
And then she speaks.
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the fic where carolina sees freelancer through the eyes of agent texas
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Church sits out on the balcony in his hotel room, struggling to light a cigarette in the late-night breeze. Ever since landing this morning, he’s been frantically ushered from meeting to meeting, and has had no time to sit down and relax since his fifteen minute lunch break.
And while Beijing is nice, Church has only been here a day and he’s already homesick. He checks his watch. Wash should be awake, he could call him. But… he’s worried calling him would only make him even more depressed.
So, with a sigh, he clicks his phone off and pockets it. Then he proceeds to suck on his cigarette and stare out at the beautiful view of the foreign city laid out in front of him. And, listen, most of the time? He can appreciate how lucky he is to be here, in this fancy hotel, on the opposite side of the world, representing his entire company.
But right now he just wants to go home.
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the fic where church goes away for a month
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“I’m actually really excited,” Church says as they all sit in the living room, eating sandwiches and watching TV. “I haven’t seen your parents in years. Does your mom still have the funky hair?”
“How should I know?” Tucker shrugs. “Last I saw them was the last time you saw them.”
“That’s kinda fucked up, buddy.”
“Meh,” Another shrug. “Dad works, Mom’s annoying, and they’re both kinda weird about… stuff.”
Church mock-whispers to Wash. “We’re stuff.”
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the fic where tucker comes out to his parents a year late
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- Part 1 of Chuckington Modern!AU
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"Hello? Is this thing on? Who's there-? Oh, shit, well, this is... huh. Hey Wash, long time no see."
Washington's throat dries up.
"How... what is... how is this..." Washington takes a step back. "How is this possible?!"
"Geez, Wash, you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost."
"You are supposed to be dead, Church."
"Yeah, like, ten times over, bud. What's your point?"
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the fic where alpha survives
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“I’ve been thinking about what you said the other day,” Wash states bluntly. “About buying a house.”
Tucker blinks. “Oh.”
“I know you said you weren’t being serious, but I still think it’s something we should start considering,” Wash goes on. “Of course, it’s a big step, and a big commitment, but Church and I both think that all three of us are ready to at least dip our toes in the water.”
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the fic where church, tucker, and wash decide to buy a house together
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- Part 2 of Chuckington Modern!AU
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He blinks, and he’s back in his car, watching Carolina and Wash head back into the Church household. Tucker’s brain supplies that yes, it is the Church household. Yes, they’re married, yes, Wash took his name, yes, Wash took everything Church ever gave him until what Church gave him became all he had and that means he has nothing, now, doesn’t it?
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the fic where church kills himself
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He’s angry, Church can tell. He’s angry, and hurt, and probably hates Church for asking him here. Church can tell in the way he grips his hips, pinning him to the wall hard enough that Church knows he’s going to bruise. In the way Wash breathes through his teeth whenever he pulls back to catch his breath.
In the way he, when Church moans again, nibbles at Church’s ear and says, “Well, I see you haven’t learned to shut up.”
And maybe Church is angry, but it’s more likely Church is desperate, when he breathes, “You know you love it.”
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"I just can't believe it," Carolina shakes her head, but there's a smile in her voice. "Forty two."
"Yes, thank you for the reminder that I'm the second oldest person on this entire planet," Washington says dryly. "Really, it's just what I wanted today."
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For the past couple of weeks, Donut has been getting little notes stuck to his locker every morning. Some are overused pick-up lines, some are romantic confessions, and some are just plain silly. There's only one problem: they're all anonymous. Donut struggles to play detective and get to the bottom of it, until Doc encourages him to just go with the flow.
But as the Reds and Blues, one by one, discover the identity of the secret admirer, they decide to take fate into their own hands and become the best (worst) wingmen ever. Of all time.
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Tex and Wash were friends. By friends, she meant she liked him well enough and had never before wished grievous bodily harm to befall him. Maybe because he was actually a decent human being. How Carolina scored someone so far out of her league, Tex would never know. After York, no less. York was cool, too. He was Tex's friend. With occasional benefits.
But really, if Carolina only hated Tex because she cheated on Carolina's brother with Carolina's boyfriend, then she needed to get over it.
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"Do we have to get married now?" Wash joked. Church started laughing and wiped his mouth. Wash frowned. "That's rude, don't wipe my kiss away."
"Not my fault you're bad at kissing," Church sneered, but couldn't keep the smile off his face. "But... if you want."
"If I want what?"
"To get married," Church shrugged, staring at the setting sun, hidden partially by the tall evergreens along the perimeter of their yard. "When we're Grown Ups."