Jul. 26th, 2020

evewithanapple: a woman of genius | <lj user="evewithanapple"</lj> (guard | serving something beyond me)
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Pursuant to the language beta post, I was thinking it would be good for us to have a hub where people can ask for history/culture resources for fic-writing. Need to pick someone's brain about Scythian society? Gender/sexuality norms in medieval Jerusalem? Backgrounder on English witch trials which were absolutely not happening in 1750, what the hell Netflix? Ask here!

Personally, I can provide resources on sexuality in medieval Catholicism and witch trials, so feel free to hit me up for that!
sheafrotherdon: (Joe)
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Fic: Five Times Joe Kissed Nicky (And One Time Nicky Kissed Him First) The Old Guard
~ 2600 words, Joe/Nicky, Andy, Nile. Much kissing. Mature.

[At AO3]
aurumcalendula: gold, blue, orange, and purple shapes on a black background (Default)
[personal profile] aurumcalendula
Title: Hit Me With Your Best Shot
Fandom: The Old Guard
Music: Hit Me With Your Best Shot by ADORA
Summary: 'you're a real tough cookie with a long history/ of breaking little hearts like the one in me'
Warnings: violence and blood, some quick cuts and flashes

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clachnaben: Ancient woman in robe sits on modern bus looking disgrunted (Default)
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Title: beneath the hip and plow
Characters: Joe, Nicky, Andy and Booker in the background
Pairings: Joe/Nicky
Word Count: 10,221
Rating: E
Warnings: Choose Not To Warn
Tags: Pre-Canon, Dildos, Sex Toys, Vibrators, Recreational Drug Use, Public Sex, Canon Queer Character of Color, Canon Queer Relationship, Immortal Husbands Fuck Their Way Through The Centuries

Summary: Nico wriggled out of his trousers and his underthings, enjoying himself when he saw Yusuf's gaze get warmer. All these years and he still loved the way Yusuf looked at his body, like a prize he was covetous of. Nico liked being coveted.

"You're not undressed," he said, and Yusuf kicked off his final layers, exposing his whole body to the evening air. Outside, Nico could still hear the bustle of the street, mothers calling out for their children, old men arguing, someone laughing, but in their room, in their bed, it was just the two of them, as it always had been.

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