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Because a love with boundaries is a love with an end.
(or the one where kousuke wins and you know what that's all i really need.)
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Friday Afternoons by Constellationfics
Fandoms: Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson
22 Mar 2018
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Evan Hansen loves dating Connor Murphy. This is well known by everyone around him - the subject of much teasing by Jared and cooing from his mother. Connor doesn't have to do anything special for Evan to know that this is true. But sometimes, Connor does. And Evan loves it.
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brian's thoughts on jae's podcast.
that's it that's the fic. plus fluff i guess.
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"I will find a way."
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- Part 44 of Never Forget
- Part 7 of and i will meet you there
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They walk throughout the maze that is the Toutsuki resort, taking the stairs up through the floors rather than the elevator. Erina has a sneaking suspicion that Souma has an ulterior motive for dragging her away from the kitchen.
Sure enough, once they reach room 714—a suite, how uncharacteristically tasteful of him—he pulls out his keycard and lets them both inside.
“What are we doing here, Souma?” asks Erina, but she already knows.
Souma steps close enough to tower over her, close enough that she can faintly smell his deodorant. She notices the faint scent of a spicy cologne, too, presumably because he isn’t cooking today. “Isn’t it obvious?” he responds, answering question with question. “You need to relax.”
Erina just folds her arms, ignoring the zing! that shoots up her spine when her forearms touch his solid chest. “And you’re going to do that, how?”
Or, Souma is tired of waiting for the "busy" headmistress to get back to him.
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We Were Pretending by That_One_Computer_Geek (T1CG)
Fandoms: DCU, Red Robin (Comics), Batman - All Media Types
11 Sep 2025
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Bernard sighed, setting the phone down and folding his arms. “Okay. Just spit it out.”
Tim sat first, placing the plate on the table with care. “Please don’t freak out—” he began.
“TimisRedRobinandI’mSuperboyandwedidn’tknowhowtotellyouandwe’rereallysorryforlyingforsolongpleasedon’tbreakupwithus—” Kon blurted, voice cracking somewhere in the middle of the confession.
Tim slapped a hand over Kon’s mouth, glaring at him.
Kon blinked, muffled.
They both turned to look at Bernard.
Bernard raised an eyebrow. Slowly. Unimpressed.
The silence stretched.
Kon fidgeted. Tim shifted. Neither of them spoke.
Bernard exhaled like the weight of the world had just settled on his shoulders. “So you’re telling me... that both of you are vigilantes-slash-heroes... and you’ve only just now decided to tell me?”
Tim opened his mouth.
Bernard held up a finger. “Nope. No. No speaking. I’m not done.”
Tim’s mouth closed.