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    Darnell nodded, glancing over Robby like he was trying to place him in the hierarchy of important to ignorable and it could go either way. "What's this?"

    "MSF FNG," Jack shot back. Whatever that meant, he sounded amused.

    Darnell scoffed and looked to Robby, expression going decidedly unimpressed. "Oh, yeah? You here to find yourself? Have an adventure? Do something hard?" he asked, each question more mocking than the last.

    And there was that question again, like it was haunting Robby. He stifled his instinct to bite back and kept it simple: "I'm here to help."

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    It's been months. Months of lonely days and lonelier nights.
    And Stiles can't understand what he did wrong.

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    Eames finds himself haunted by projections of Arthur.

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    Modern-day AU. Arthur is a ballet dancer recovering from a serious injury, and is lucky enough to land the role of Oberon in Dom Cobb's reimagining of A Midsummer Night's Dream.

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    "Are you cold?" Henry asked.

    Without armor, in hose and gambeson, he was still an imposing figure: tall and broad, hands stained with dirt and blood, jaw stubbornly stiff. His bare feet were a shock of white in the dirt. He held his helm with both hands, embracing the metal into his belly. His hair was damp with sweat. There was another string of bruises on his throat, shaped like two wide thumbs.

    Hans looked away. The tunic around Henry's knee had darkened. Blood was trickling into the dirt.

    Hans kills a man, prepares for a wedding, and tries to do at least one thing right.

    (Or: five times Hans and Henry didn't share a bed, and one time they did.)

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