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“And it always—I always get all red and stupid when he smiles that way—”
“I'm aware,” Hen cuts in.
“And I just had all these feelings. I had to tell someone, and I can't tell Buck or Chris, and I want you to actually stay my friend, so.”
“So you told the biggest newspaper in the country.”
Eddie sighs. “Second biggest,” he says, one of the many things Buck has taught him over the years. “But that's—yeah. That's definitely a thing I did.”
in which eddie accidentally waxes poetic about buck to the new york times.
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- Part 16 of in the morning our arms ache (prompt fills)
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26 May 2022
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In a soulmate au where you get powers when you find your soulmate, what happens when your soulmate doesn't love you back? Spencer Reid would know, he's been in love with his straight best friend for years now, but he wouldn't live to tell the tale.
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06 Apr 2022
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(an AU where Washington gets the Sigma AI and becomes the Meta, while Maine gets Epsilon and is assigned to Recovery One)
Washington seems able to handle his new AI, but when a mission goes wrong his life is turned upside down, and he quickly has to decide who to trust and who to fear.Bookmarked by wisdom_dog
23 Jun 2018
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"Guys do you think fishes have their own languages?" Chuuya questions, a half empty bottle in hand.
"Chuuya what the fuck are you going on about now?" Dazai inquires.
"Do you think that they think in French and cry in Japanese?" Chuuya glances over at Dazai in wonder.
Dazai opens his mouth to speak, but halts as what Chuuya asks sinks in. His hand drops to his lap as he ponders over it. "You know," Dazai starts, eyes darting upwards to look at Chuuya, "you may be onto something."
"More like he's on something." Akutagawa snickers.
"No duh Akutagawa, I'm on a god damn couch. Can't you see?" Chuuya replies.
"You all had enough. Please go home." Atsushi sighs.
- disclaimer : things are gonna get weird -
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23 Jun 2018
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He stood beneath the glaring afternoon sun on the riverbank, with bare feet and twisted robes tousled by his fall to the Earth. Tucked beneath his arm, an iridescent folder glittered in the stark white sunlight. He unraveled the ribbon that fastened it, and thumbed through the pages as he had done a thousand times that week. He memorized the face of his assigned human -- the dark, cunning eyes and the sharp jawline. Detailed within those pages was every known facet of this man’s past and present. His name, his age, his occupation. The things that drove him crazy, the things he hated, the events that had shaped his personality. Most important was that dark red number in the corner of the profile. Point zero-two.
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23 Jun 2018