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“The snow. It’s so beautiful. You know, when it’s all calm like that?” Patty whispers back.
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in which it's the cusp of autumn and winter, and the beautiful haunt makes Patty quiet, and Holtzmann falls endlessly more in love. -
and i built a home for you (for me) by godmode
Fandoms: Ghostbusters (2016), Ghostbusters - All Media Types
15 Aug 2016
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The five part journey of Holtzmann's life that led her to where she is now, which is home, which is safety, which is friendship, which is exactly where she wants to be.
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i could be your perfect disaster (you could be my ever after) by godmode
Fandoms: Jessica Jones (TV)
20 Dec 2015
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After Kilgrave, Trish stops wearing purple.
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you're the only friend i need (sharing beds like little kids) by godmode
Fandoms: Agent Carter (TV)
26 Feb 2015
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There's a reason Angie's a waitress, not a cook.
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Angie Martinelli was one to wish on dandelions and birthday candles. She was someone who wished, who hoped, who dreamed. But dreams don't always come true; an example of that being Peggy Carter.
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She operates on a child whose name she does not know.
Her entire leg has been ruined, blown off wholesale by a bomb.
It is unsalvageable, and there is no fentanyl left. No other painkillers either. They do not have any. They have run out.
‘Azizam,’ she says, like the child might hear her, ‘azizam.’
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- Part 3 of everybody’s got a hungry heart
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07 Apr 2026
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ch 1:
“She is a girl-child of Pompeii, body and bones defenseless against the molten. She will be cast in this memory for eternity.She wants to trace the girl’s cowlick as she traces Jahan’s, his little body silent against hers on weeping nights.”
ch 2:
“‘We are like Gods,’ a weak finger points to herself, then to him, dwelling on the hard bone of his sternum, her untrimmed nail piercing skin through cotton, ‘you and I, now. We have so much, in comparison to whatever I had. We are made into Gods, here.’He holds her hand again, tenderly. He whispers her name. It is unheard.
She pulls back, sits on the concrete. Lies back down, back flat against the X. Its dry paint is cool, biting through the cotton of her scrub top.
Her palm burns with hurt, hums with it.
She is still in Kabul.”
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Van watches Max strain against Marya’s grasp, his face turning red with effort, the tendons in his neck jumping out. “I will never. Don’t! Don’t! Don’t!” His pleas get increasingly frantic, sweat beading along his hairline, breath quickening. Van feels hers speed up along with it.
“Oh-kay, he really does refuse to submit,” Marya sing-songs, releasing him and standing up in one swift movement. Like it was never there, her manic grin vanishes, replaced by something much more approachable. Van feels the loss in her stomach. “I thought that might get him.”
The tonal whiplash is stunning. Van’s still reeling, images of Marya’s gloved hands in Gotch’s hair imprinted on the back of her eyelids every time she blinks. Her grip on Max’s ankles loosens just slightly, and he pulls them free.
answering the age-old question: fellas, is it gay to tackle a man at the exact same time as your captain?
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01 Feb 2026
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“She wants her mouth and her hand all over Marya, everywhere at once; wants to be buried inside her; wants to hump her leg until she’s crying with desperation. She wants Marya to hit her. She wants Marya to fix her. She wants them both to be ten years younger, less jaded, still in love. She wants to learn each of Marya’s new scars and what they’re from; she wants to have been able to keep Marya safe. She wants to start all over again, wants to have known Marya before they ever met Comfrey.”
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Her name is derived from Old Elvish. Aelwyn. Great future. In the archaic tongue, the words for future and forever are the same.
Adaine’s name is also derived from Old Elvish. Second-born.
In which Aelwyn Abernant puts abjurative shields up on everything, including herself, and she doesn't know what exists beneath all that when they're gone.
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27 Oct 2025
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i like shiny things (but i'd marry you with paper rings) by vmpireweekend
Fandoms: นิทาน ดวงดาว ความรัก | Pluto (Thailand TV)
09 Feb 2025
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Ai-oon Ingsamak is in love and goddammit she's going to propose to her girlfriend if it's the last thing she does—a couple of fried wires and their families be damned!
or; The five times Ai-oon tries to propose, and the one time May takes matters into her own hands.
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01 Apr 2025
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She risks a glance at May, whose eyes are soft and shining, impossibly in love.
“You’re so beautiful,” Ai-oon breathes, like it’s just occurred to her, like it’s always occurring to her. “And now I can’t remember any of what I rehearsed.”
May laughs, airy and light, and leans in, pressing a kiss to Ai-oon’s lips, gentle but lingering. When she pulls back, Ai-oon follows, stealing one more because she can.
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“Oh, you should have seen the bouquet of flowers she gave me when I made my Broadway debut,” Angie told Steve with a faint smile. “I wanted to return the gesture when SHIELD was established, but they don’t really do bouquets for founding a government agency.”
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24 Mar 2015