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Maya protested, of course. She was fine! Or at least, if she wasn’t fine, it was nothing that a few rounds of cocktail shrimp couldn’t fix! Why did there need to be such a fuss over her? The police were already pursuing her kidnapper. She couldn’t tell them anything they didn’t already knew. So the best plan was to skip the police department and go straight to the hotel’s banquet hall, right?
But nobody listened to her. Or, rather -- Nick was listening to her very attentively, bending down to hear her better in the loud lobby, his mouth set in a thin line. Every time she paused for breath, he would nod and say, for the fourth or fifth time, “We’ll go eat, Maya. But first, the police station.”
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Edgeworth was filling out a form in the courtroom lobby -- his pen leaving black slashes and impatient little dots in every box -- when he noticed the girl in front of the vending machine.
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Dycedarg never drank himself into a stupor. Dycedarg was too watchful and too guarded for intoxicated helplessness. But even self-possessed Dycedarg was drunk tonight -- his hair disordered, his face flushed -- and he raised an eyebrow at Ruvelia as she approached him.
The second eyebrow lifted when Ruvelia climbed into his lap and began kissing the side of his sweaty neck.
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I'm the howling wind (let me be your friend) by moemachina for LovelyPoet
Fandoms: Ferris Bueller's Day Off (1986)
24 Dec 2020
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The summer after high school, Ferris goes off to Europe, and Jeanie and Cameron get to know each other for the first time.
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Your Hand to the Wheel, Your Mouth to His Ear by moemachina for coricomile
Fandoms: Clarissa Explains It All (TV)
24 Dec 2020
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After the end of the world, Ferguson and Sam drive around.
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Final Fantasy Tarot Deck by moemachina
Fandom: Final Fantasy I, Final Fantasy II, Final Fantasy III, Final Fantasy IV, Final Fantasy IX, Final Fantasy Tactics, Final Fantasy V, Final Fantasy VI, Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy VIII, Final Fantasy X, Final Fantasy X-2
26 Mar 2012
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They have matching ligature marks around their necks, a joke unto itself.
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30 Jan 2021
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“I wasn’t going to let him kill you,” she repeats, quieter this time. The room is dark, but she can see his face clearly. The moon reflects off the fallen snow, picturesque but for the smallpox and the nuclear bombs and them.
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In the midst of the Northern Sky's campaign against the Death Corps, two men recall a shared past.
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26 Jan 2021
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“Are you going to run me through, then?” His pale hair was a mess in the summer heat. “Who would lead the Dead Men for you? What would you do, suddenly saddled with another gaggle of western knights you haven’t a clue how to manage?”
Zalbag had cuffed him then. He hadn’t said any of the myriad oaths and minor blasphemies that had fired through his brain, but it had been an instant in which he broke with reserve and allowed anger to master him. Whatever relief he might have had of it did little to prepare him for Wiegraf’s tackle. He’d been knocked against the wall before he could brace for it. He’d never been much of a boxer.
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Johnny finds himself a new hobby, and it gets him in over his head. Literally.
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28 Dec 2020
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The wounds on Henry's face healed quickly, leaving him remote and quiet and handsomer than ever. A few days in, they were sitting bundled up in the autumn sun staring out at the lake, and in the light through the changing leaves all golden brown and dying red, he was like some kind of artwork. One of those richly-painted people sitting lonesome in an Automat or a hotel, the strong bones of his face casting smudgy shadows, his eyes turned down at the corners.
But as the echoes of the beating left Henry, somehow Johnny felt like they were moving inside him: an ache like a swollen nose, a sting like a cut.
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Walter and Hildy making all the right/wrong turns
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27 Dec 2020
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The rhythm of the city changed in ‘29, of course, but Hildy found the new beat easily enough. When she crossed the bridge into the wilds of New Jersey, she left behind a string of broken-hearted nice young men who’d once had promising futures in legitimate business and who swore they would make good again, give her a happy home. It sounded like a threat to her every time.
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Gifts by Puffinmuffin for Rubber Chicken With A Keyboard (RCWAK)
Fandoms: Over the Garden Wall (Cartoon & Comics)
13 Dec 2020
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"He who carries the Dark Lantern must be the Beast."
If only Wirt had known that it had little to do with carrying the Lantern, and everything to do with possessing it.
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27 Dec 2020
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The oil from that child's tree had tasted sweet, like honey and despair.
'Banana nut duck bread,' some flicker of memory had suggested. That would go well with honey. Would go well with despair. There had been something so familiar about the way the Edelwood had crept up over the small, frail body once the child had given up hope.