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“I heard an interesting rumour at the office a few days ago,” Miranda said as she turned the pages of the Book without looking at Andy. Andy felt alarmed suddenly; she hadn’t heard any rumours and usually all the office gossip she immediately got from Serena. Miranda lifted her eyes and tilted her head ever so gently. “Apparently we are dating.”
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05 Apr 2026
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Chrisjen/Bobbie fics written as I watch through The Expanse for the first time.
Posted order is the recommended reading order. All fics take place in the same universe and are generally chronological.
1. Tea for Two (S3)
2. Daisy Chain (S3)
3. Cleave (S3/S4)
4. Mutual Exclusion (S4+)
5. Countdown (S4/5/6+)
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30 Jan 2026
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“You were reckless.”
“I did what I had to do.”
“Spare me the good marine bullshit.”
Bobbie knew her actions back on the Guanshiyin might have been a little daring, but calling it reckless was a bit of a stretch. She knew Chrisjen well enough by now to recognize that this was just an excuse for her to verbalize her anger.Bookmarked by reginasbread
01 Nov 2025
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“Look, you want my opinion?” Amos asked. “You're thinking about this way too hard. There’s worse fates than finding some stress release out in the black with someone who respects you. Especially someone like her.”
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- Part 1 of When you go low, I fly higher
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07 Oct 2025
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But will you be good to me? by am_fae
Fandoms: Trylogia | The Trilogy - Henryk Sienkiewicz, Ogniem i Mieczem | With Fire and Sword (1999), Ogniem i Mieczem | With Fire and Sword - Henryk Sienkiewicz
05 Dec 2020
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Only touch her with your hand and I will have you drawn on a stake with oxen!
Well, Horpyna had never been a woman to let anyone tell her what she could and could not do. Sometimes she still felt the icy water of the Don on her skin in the morning, like the brush of dappled sunlight.
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11 Sep 2025