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  1. Public Bookmark 6

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    Eddie Kaspbrak turns around and Richie doesn’t hear a god damn word he says because blood is rushing in his ears and all he can think is, “Of fucking course it’s you. How could I have ever forgotten you?” as he mouths some stupid joke so he won’t have to talk and reveal how he’s suddenly breathless from the flowers blooming in his chest.

    Because of fucking course he’s been pining over Eddie Kaspbrak for thirty years without ever being able to place a face and name to the feeling. Of fucking course he has.

     

    Fic in which Richie has Hanahaki disease and refuses to deal with it.

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    09 Jul 2020

  2. Public Bookmark 9

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    “Do you need an antiemetic? You were fine like a minute ago,” Eddie snipes, leaning out the door with a harried look. He practically throws a pair of disposable wipes, which land limply on Richie’s shoulder. “Have you been fucking sick this whole time? Why didn’t – ”

    “No,” Richie croaks, taking the wipes with one hand and lifting the phone back to his ear with the other, then wheezing, “Listen, I got to – ” He hangs up on Mike before he even finishes his own sentence. It’s a dick move, but his head is starting to feel too small, everything is whirling, so maybe he should take Eddie up on those –

    Holy… shit.

    “What?” Eddie demands, glaring back with his usual pent up annoyance, only now the expression is ghosted over with a flickering memory of a boy that Richie had entirely forgotten.

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    09 Jul 2020

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    When the call connects, Will says, “I know what kind of crazy I am, but I’m not this kind of crazy.”

    “Will?” Dr. Lecter says.

    “Yes, hi, sorry,” Will says. “It’s me. There’s a baby on my porch.”

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    08 Jul 2020

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    AHHHHH!! so good.

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    In the middle of their second year, Draco and Harry discover they're soulmates and do their best to keep it a secret from everyone.

    Their best isn't perfect.

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    “Are you trying to get killed, Potter?” Malfoy drawls, stalking forward. Quick as a serpent himself, he reaches out and grabs the snake just below the head. It thrashes in his grip, but is no longer able to bite anyone. “This is a poisonous snake, and I doubt anyone brought a bezoar with them.”

    Harry glares. He opens his mouth, and feels the beginning the snake’s language pass his lips, and this isn’t what he wants, what’s the point of insulting Malfoy if he can’t understand him –

    Malfoy’s eyes widen. He slaps his hand over Harry’s mouth, “Potter, what the hell–”

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    (Now with a TV Tropes page!)

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    26 May 2020

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    Bucky Barnes was cold.
     
    He felt like he’d been cold for months now; doing nothing but experiencing one unending chill after another. He’d been cold in England, and again in Italy, and again especially in Austria – both while he was kept in an underground cell, and when he was strapped without cover to the unforgiving metal of Zola’s lab table.
     
    But Steve… Steve Rogers was sunshine. Everything about him was warm, from his crinkly-eyed smile to his white-hot rage. Steve was Coney Island on a summer’s day; lying back on high rooftops to watch fireworks on the 4th of July; drinking stolen whiskey in his parent’s living room…
     
    Loving Steve was a fact – simple and plain, like breathing air or bleeding red; loving Steve was soldered into his skin like a tattoo – it buzzed in his brain like its own kind of high. It was a part of who he was.

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    29 Mar 2020

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    so cute :,)