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like a coin that won’t get tossed [Death Rides a Horse]

bleak-nomads:

Here it is, the Ryill shaving fic I’ve been threatening since I saw DRAH!

I wrote this ficelet as a gift for @mcicioni-blog. Have a great day M, I hope you like this. Title is from the song Old Man by Neil Young which I feel is very Ryill.

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Oh. Just oh. And thank you. And my eyes are misting a little bit. Perfect story. Just what I wanted (and vaguely hoped for, heh heh).The greatest birthday gift this year. Love you very much. Detailed comments from the airport or Rome tomorrow, or maybe a few here and there. Is it on AO3 yet? Thank you again.💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

quailpower:

MUTTON CHOPS. MUTTON. CHOPS. *dies laughing*

In othet news, I knew I could trust you Neil. Everyone else was freaking out about the mad 80’s hair on Crowley. But I had faith, and it has been REDEEMED.

*gasps laughing from the floor* chops ha ha …

In other news, I was overall lukewarm towards Sheen. Tenant was the apple of my eye.

But seeing these production pics, I’m feeling the begining of love. Look at his face! Look at his stupid, adorable face! He’s like a happy little lamb.

A few more parallels for F/R?

A few heterosexual couples that are in implicit parallels with Favor/Rowdy:

Incident of the Reluctant Bridegroom. It actually ends with the het couple riding away and the s/s couple waving goodbye and exchanging banter. Here both older men see the error of their ways (although if I were the lady I would run as far away from the het man as I could, as fast as I could).

The Peddler. Similar ending to Reluctant Bridegroom. Here all 4 people in question are honest, likeable and treat one another well. Additional bonus: the het man helps Favor out of a tight spot and actually outwits him 😏

Incident of the Boomerang. Already discussed in depth in chat. Absolutely love Guthridge (sp?) and his 19th-C Aussie slang. Problematic feature: the presence of the Faithful Non-White Bearer, ahem, mate, played by … Woody Strode.

If I think of more parallels I will not fail to let you know.