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galaxynajma · 7 months

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Here’s some of my favorite comments from manga plus for chapter 238

lightning please come back

Can’t believe panda is probably going to survive this whole series 💀

#I love this chapter #I really needed this chapter after the chaos that is gojo vs sukuna #i wouldn’t be doing this for every chapter that comes out only the ones that I know would have interesting comments #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk spoilers #jjk 238 #hiromi higuruma #itadori yuuji #kashimo hajime #ryoumen sukuna

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oldshrewsburyian · 1 month

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Ioreth is an icon and I love her.

#rotk #lotr #lotr lent #j.r.r. tolkien #the houses of healing #i love this chapter

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squealing-for-harusono-sensei · 8 months

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Hirano to Kagiura Ch. 22 Reaction

NEW CHAPTER :D :D :D!!!

lmao why is the first page so funny to me? I do like Hirano setting boundaries whenever Kagiura tries to push too far.

THE CHAPTER COVER IS SO PRETTY!!

Dates are kinda weird, aren't they? There isn't really much difference between them and going out with a friend except that it's called a "date" and therefore has romantic connotations.

Oh right, Kagiura never actually told Hirano for how long he has liked him. Doesn't seem like he'll tell him for a good while. (Also, Kagiura looks kinda when he says it's a secret, which is always a treat.)

Oh, so he's making it telling it contingent on Hirano's feelings. DEFINITELY won't be telling him for a good while at the rate this is going.

I love Niibashi and Kagiura interactions. Also, can't really blame Niibashi for feeling a bit awkward when he's together with kagihira knowing what he knows.

NIIBASHI BEST WINGMAN!! I do suspect that Niibashi would have done a better job than Hirano is going to, though.

DEFINITELY would do a better job, lmao. Nice wingmanning, but it did mean that the only one who knows how to sew left lol

Hirano can be... kinda oversensitive when it comes to Kagiura. I don't feel like that's the right word for it, but he's so nervous about doing anything wrong way past the point of it being reasonable. Like, before even meeting Kagiura he was worried about being a good roommate and not scaring him. Which is perfectly reasonable! At the time. But it has almost been a year now, with Kagiura almost constantly talking about and showing how happy and grateful he is for Hirano. Hirano has seen how hard Kagiura worked for them to stay roommates. And yet he tries so hard to make up for perceived failures. Not that he shouldn't apologize and make up for things he does wrong, it's just... him sewing the button because he thinks it's his fault reminds me of why he accepted the touching–making up for hurting Kagiura's feelings–and it kinda rubs me the wrong way for some reason. Well, not so much the things he does to make it up to Kagiura, it's more the face he makes when this happens. He feels way worse for doing these things than he needs to and risks going above and beyond for it. I want him to do these things because he wants to, not because he feels guilty.

Well, it's still sweet. It's not like Hirano doesn't want to do these things for Kagiura, I just wish Hirano wouldn't feel so guilty when no one is blaming him for acting the way he does. But in the end, I guess Hirano simply isn't the type to be satisfied with a simple apology.

I KNEW Kagiura would want to touch him for this!

The domesticity of this whole scene is *chef's kiss*

THE SWEETNESS!

"...It doesn't make mine race, though."

THE BITTERSWEETNESS!

"But... It's still not bad at all."

THE SWEETNESS!

With how comfortable Hirano is with Kagiura touching him, I really think the only thing keeping him from being fine with adding cuddling to their relationship is the romantic connotation. It also reminded me of my relationship with my boyfriend. Not that we are anything like them, it's just that I'm aspec and he's not. (Realized that I was some kind of ace about five years into our relationship and some kind of aro about 10 years into our relationship. In my defense, we were 14 when we got together and I really wanted to reciprocate his sexual and romantic feelings for me, so I was kinda in denial. Autism and ADD also didn't help.) Point is, I love my boyfriend but not romantically. He knows and we chose to stay officially boyfriend and girlfriend, even though it's not really romantic on my part. (My boyfriend is the BEST.) Anyway, I just feel like they're at a point where that kind of relationship could work. But then again, I feel like Hirano would feel guilty for not loving Kagiura romantically if they did that.

Hirano's heart might not race, but his gaze sure does linger.

THE CASUAL SASAMIYA IN THE BACKGROUND LMAO

Miyano: Shipper mode, ON!

...Did it ever get mentioned that Miyano is in the Literary Club in Sasaki to Miyano?

It's kinda fun to see a longer scene of Hirano and Miyano interacting outside of the 4-koma format. Miyano: "I do not mix BL with my real life." Miyano with Hirano: "He is an uke!!!!"

There's something funny about Hirano seriously talking with Miyano about BL and reflecting on his feelings for Kagiura. There's something ESPECIALLY funny about how strongly Hirano jumps on anything that disproves that he has feelings for Kagiura lmao

Though what I'm really getting out of all of this is that Hirano's heart definitely raced when Kagiura hugged him.

Anyway, Miyano's rambling about how the heart racing is only for new couples and you feel calmer once they feel like family makes me think of how I've long felt that kagihira kinda just skipped the crush part and went to being married. (Or want from married to crush in Kagiura's case.)

THE WAY HIRANO SLAMMED THE WINDOW BECAUSE HE THOUGHT OF KAGIURA LMAO!!!!

Oh? Oh??

LMAO THE WAY HE WENT FROM HEARTPOUNDING TO PISSED, I CAN'T

Hirano is getting closer! He doesn't feel romantic love the that it's usually depicted, but he's getting there! ... Although I wouldn't be surprised if he manages to graduate before then...

#I LOVE THIS CHAPTER #Btw for those waiting on second part of Is Sasaki to Miyano BL? It's going to take a while longer #I want to see if I can manage to cobble something together for Butai ni Sake for the release date of the last volume #hirano to kagiura #hirano to kagiura reaction #hirano taiga #kagiura akira #kagihira #hirakagi

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not-poignant · 7 months

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Daily excerpt from Underline the Black 64:

Augus did come closer, and Efnisien tensed when Augus gently placed an arm around his back and held him in a light embrace. The touch was confusing, and Efnisien had instincts to fight back, to go still, to run, to bite. His breathing sped up. 'Shhh. You've been traumatised, Efnisien. Gary's in an ardolphogen rage, which you might not have encountered before.' Oh no, Efnisien knew all about those. Gwyn used to have them. Maybe that was why the numbness and the nausea felt so familiar. 'Whatever you did was likely one more thing in a list of things that was waiting to set him off,' Augus said, his voice hushed now they were so close. He actually had kind of a nice voice - sinister as fuck, but still...nice. 'We're not going to kill you. We're removing you from Gary's cottage for your safety, and his safety. It might be temporary, it might not, and that part will be difficult, because you've both started the bonding process.' Efnisien shook his head. 'You have,' Augus said firmly. 'I don't like being argued with. Now, I don't know how much you're taking in, at the moment, but I'm going to take you to Temsen's office.' 'Gary's office,' Efnisien whispered. He saw Augus' slow smile from the corner of his eye. 'I suppose it is. But these days, it's very much Temsen's office. I'm going to take you there, and Temsen is going to decide what to do with you. It won't be murder. Honestly. We're not barbarians. Is that the kind of thing you've been raised to expect from people?'

#daily excerpt #underline the black #underline the rainbow #efnisien ap wledig #dr gary konowalous #omegaverse #unconventional omegaverse #alpha alpha #hurt/comfort #whump #healing #trauma recovery #slow burn #augus and efnisien in this story is apparently all i ever wanted #i love this chapter #god when augus starts being comforting to someone my brain starts sounding like #a ridiculous kettle whistle

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sassylegshayne · 1 year

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support your local caffeine dealer chapter six

chapter six if finally here, revealing how the aftermath of the night together will shake out eeeeeee okay yay enjoy!! mwah xx oh yeah it's 3.5k and has some little pieces of spice btw

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You awoke slowly, the sun peering through the curtians of your living room window. You move around a bit, confusion flooding your mind as you feel something tough below you.

Your heart races as you open your eyes, your view falling upon a sleeping Shayne, his arms wrapped around your waist. Soft snores leave his mouth as he slumbers.

Your view does nothing to calm your beating heart, your hands shaking a bit as your tried your best not to wake him. You wanted to freak out, like you were internally, but you didn't think you could handle the conversation you needed to have with Shayne right now.

So you slowly, very slowly, remove yourself from him, making sure to replace the blanket, keeping him warm.

You find yourself tiptoing through your own home as you inch toward the kitchen; attempting to brewa pot of coffee as quietly as you could.

You find yourself sat at your dining table, mind racing a million miles a minute as you sipped your coffee; at this point, you were hoping the caffeine would work some magic spell, drawing your memories forth.

Not working.

The last thing you remembered was saying your goodbyes, and getting into Shayne's car, which now seemed like a black hole, sucking all your thoughts away.

Stirring from the couch sent your head quickly turning to face it, a small smile on your lips as you took in Shayne's disheveled look; his hair tousled, clothes a bit askew, his lips quite pink... oh my god.

You didn't..did you? You really hadn't thought of that possibility until now; did you make a move on him? Did you two fuck?

He rises from the couch, stretching his hands above his head as he yawned. The movement tugged his shirt upward, your eyes quickly darting to his abs, the small happy trail downward not helping with your still racing heart.

A small chuckle pulls you away, meeting his eyes shamefully before you quickly turn to sip from your mug as Shayne moves slowly toward the kitchen.

"Well, good morning, Y/N." He trailed off, his heartbeat matching yours as he smiled at you, you still not meeting his eyes. You hummed softly in acknowledgement, nodding towards the coffeepot, an empty mug sitting beside it.

"I've got a couple creamers in the fridge that you can help yourself to." You spoke quietly, still refusing to look at him.

Shayne chewed on his raw and chapped bottom lip as he moved around the counter, pouring his coffee to his liking as a silence fell over the two of you. As hesitantly approached the table, his mind finally helping him to decide the best way to go about this awkwardness, his phone buzzes in the coffee table.

He sighs softly, watching as you turn to the noise. Shayne grabs his cell, lan's name showing on the screen.

He declines the call, shooting a quick text to lan, asking him if it could wait. He felt like you two really needed to talk about last night, he wanted to assure you that he didn't think last night was anything short of friendly, nothing happened, it was nothing. He assumed the two of you were on the same page, he wouldn't have guessed that you were nervous that you had done something worth remembering, and now it was nothing.

lan quickly responded.

"Chanse is sick and we have to shoot today. can you please come in? the shooting schedule is gonna be fucked if we miss this"

Shayne sighed, running a hand through his hair as he shot a quick text back, telling lan to give him an hour and he'd be there. He turned to you, smiling as his eyes finally met yours.

Your mind and heart had both calmed a bit, trying your best to accept every possible outcome, roll with the punches. "I'm sorry." His heart hurt as he saw your smile falter at his words. "Chanse is sick, and -I, uh, gotta go shot for the channel." He trailed off, embarrassed to find himself the one refusing to look at you now.

He pocketed his phone before moving back toward the kitchen, chugging a bit of his coffee before placing his mug in the sink. Shayne found himself wrapping his arms around your shoulders from behind you as you still sat in the chair a bit. You leaned into his chest, smiling.

Shayne placed a chaste kiss to the crown of your head, giving you a gentle squeeze. "I'm sorry, really.. text you later, okay?" Shayne spoke softly as you nodded. You chuckled a bit, tilting your head back to look up at him. He grinned down at you, laughing softly.

talk to you later. maybe." You chuckled, shrugging as you let your head fall forward again, hearing as Shayne chuckles, gathering his things before silently exiting. What the fuck was that? A kiss on the head? Was that just an excuse to get himself out of talking about it?

You groaned, letting your head rest on the tabletop.

You'd like to say you'd done a good job at distracting yourself from constantly thinking about Shayne and last night, but you'd be lying. You started a book sitting in your 'to be read' pile, and then you started a different one because the first wasn't helping. The second one wasn't better.

You settled on TV, throwing on a movie as you sat cuddled into your couch cushions. The same one's that you and Shayne had woken up On.

You did the dishes, only to find the empty mug he left behind before he rushed out of your door.

You didn't expect to spend your day off as a personified ball of anxiety but you can't pick your battles.

He said he would text you, too, but nothing. It'd been hours since he left with a promise of messaging you again.

He'd get to it, he was probably busy with his shooting. Or with whatever else he might be doing.

It's not a big deal, you're totally fine, he'll message you if he wants to, it's his loss if he doesn't.

Shayne felt like the day couldn't be longer, regretting leaving his phone at his desk throughout the shoot, desperately wanting to text you or call you, anything to make sure you were on the same page.

He couldn't stand seeing you like you were this morning, stuck inside your own head, seemingly weary about the situation. Shayne just wanted to make sure that nothing changes between you two over last night, not wanting to lose the little bit of you that you allow him to see.

He's been having a hard enough time with being your friend, he wasn't sure how bad he'd take it if he lost you entirely. Damien could tell something was off, Shayne was quiet after every shoot, barely doing more than reading the script.

Once they'd wrapped on the day, Damien had caught sight of Shayne quickly moving to wardrobe. He hadn't realized his friend quick on his heels until Damien had fallen into stride beside him.

"Shayne, why are we in such a hurry?" Damien asked as the two entered into the small room, grabbing their clothes to change into. Shayne quickly changed his shirt, thankful he wasn't in a full costume for the last shoot. Damien quickly changed after asking for Shayne to wait, surprised that he'd kept his Word.

"Im sorry, I just was in the middle of something this morning that I'd really like to get back to and finish up." Shayne tried his best to remain neutral, the irritation still evident on his face. know it's hard to talk, but so is hiding how you feel." Damien offered, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

"Okay, yeah let's.. let's go talk.." Shayne mumbled, heading towards his friends desk, hesitantly passing his own, his phone sitting patiently in the drawer. The two settled into their respective seats, few people around them.

kay, Damien, I'm just gonna say everything as best as can and we'll go from there, okay?" Shayne looked worried as he spoke, rubbing his hands on his thighs as Damien nods, giving Shayne the open air.

"Okay, so, Y/N and have been texting for a while, chatting a bit whenever go in, and think really like her. She doesn't see me that way, which is fine and respect it, like, she made it clear. Like, her and I rode together last night, I picked her up from her place, we were texting earlier and she asked if I was offering a ride so l'd have someone hot to show up with, Shayne found himself rambling quietly, his eyes avoiding Damien's as he spoke but he still saw his friend nodding along.

"I told her no, we joked around a little bit. Then when I picked her up she asked if she was playing the role of a fake girlfriend, then told her no again, and she said she wanted to play the role of just my friend." Shayne couldn't help but sigh as your words ran through his mind yet again.

"But... but then I had a great time with her, I took her home and she showed me around, she wanted me to stay and watch a movie, so agreed to one. Then she wanted to cuddle, she kept telling me how to move so she could be comfortable, then she laid on me and she fell asleep, and guess did too." He trailed off chewing his lip.

"This morning, she woke up before me and she didn't say a word until after lan called me, all she did was tell me goodbye. I haven't talked to her at all, and now I'm freaking out that she's just worried it changed our friendship. And I kissed her head this morning, Damien, I don't think that helped me at all. I can lose everything, I just can't lose her, yanno?" Shayne felt like he'd run a marathon once he finished talking, out of breath from everything he had to say. When he finally meets his friends eyes, he finds Damien with a small smile on his face. Damien was excited to finally hear about Shayne's crush, to hear how nervous his friend was about his feelings.

"So you're assuming that she's upset about it? Did you talk much either?" Damien questioned, shrugging after Shayne solemnly shakes his head. "So you were nervous for the complete opposite reason that you're assuming she was nervous for?"

Shayne groaned, rubbing his face. He sat in silence for a few minutes, his mind rattled. "Okay, the issue still lies that there's something her and need to talk about, that is obvious, but feel like it's something that needs to happen in person, but don't know if she'd want to see me or."

"Okay, hold on. What if you just text her asking to come over, or invite her over for dinner or something? A way to show her that you care and want to make sure she knows it Damien argued, hoping that you two would quickly overcome whatever issue sat between you.

Shayne sat with his head in his hands, groaning softly as he thought it over, hoping for another option to pop into his mind.

"Yeah.. yeah guess that's worth a shot."

"hey, wanna come over for dinner tn? we're done shooting so it'd probably be in a couple hours, if you're down"

What the fuck? That's all you get? A part of you was angry with Shayne's first message to you, time stamped at 4:57PM.

Okay, he was busy at work, and maybe he wants to talk? That's what this was, that's all. You were going to ask what happened, he was going to tell you, damage control from there. It Would be fine.

"hey, yeah I'm down, send me your addy and see you in a bit "

You found yourself stressing as you dug through your closet in desperate search for anything that felt right to you. So far you'd narrowed down the jeans, ripped black denim, and were searching for a top. Eventually you setle on a cropped graphic tee, assuming that dinner as his place would be casual.

You were admittedly very nervous. You didn't want to assume the worst, but the thought that you could've done something to change Shayne's perception of you was scaring you.

You took your time with your hair and makeup, hoping to calm your nerves with the distractions before you drove to Shayne's apartment.

When you had finally found a parking spot, you exit your car to find Shayne smiling from his balcony, offering you a small wave before he headed inside.

You chuckled softly as you headed upstairs, finding him standing in his doorway, a smirk on your lips.

"Were you waiting on me? thought that was my job." You poke, laughing softly as Shayne steps aside, inviting you in. You slip off your shoes as you glance around his apartment, taking in his simple decor. "Don't worry, I won't give youa drunken tour." Shayne chuckles, winking at you before he heads into the kitchen. You tried to match his chuckle, an awkward feeling settling over you. Did you give him a tour of your apartment last night? Your bathroom was a disorganized mess and your room didn't look much better; you wanted to turn around and leave. You thought you two could talk and everything would be fine, but maybe acting like you two never met would be easier than this embarrassment.

Shayne stood at the stove, stirring a pot before he motioned you to sit at one of the barstools near him.

"Do you like spaghetti? I'm not a great cook, but make a very mediocre spaghetti." Shayne smiled as he faced you for a second before turning to grab plates.

"Spaghetti's good, very reliable dish so respect that move." You laughed, realizing that you two would talk when the time is right, enjoy whatever happens until then.

Shayne plated your dishes, offering you an array of drinks before moving to sit with you on the couch. The two of you settled in, eating quietly as some music played off of the TV.

After a few songs played, you set your plate on the coffee table, sitting back as you chewed your lip. You couldn't stop you mind from racing with the silence between the two of you.

"You okay?" Shayne asked softly, noticing your fidgeting, moving to set his plate next to yours. "Shayne, okay," you turn, spinning to face Shayne, your back against the armrest. As you open your mouth to speak, he copies you, mirroring your searing with raised brows.

"Okay, I want to say I'm sorry, I'm really sorry; want you to know that I'm so embarrassed about this but, I don't remember some of last night." You looked to him with worried eyes searching his face for any kind of emotion.

"Wait, what do you remember, then?" Shayne adjusted himself, sitting a bit upright. Every way he expected tonight to go just blew away in the wind, he never once thought that you didn't remember it.

You widened your eyes a bit as you read his tense body language, fearing you may have done exactly what you thought.

"I remember leaving the bar, I remember getting into the car, and I remember you asking me what thought about everyone; I have like fuzzy bits and pieces, like know you walked me upstairs and there was a movie playing. The next thing I remember was waking up in your arms." You couldn't help but chuckle a bit, hoping you'd feel weight off of your shoulders, but instead you just felt worse.

"Okay." Shayne said after a few beats of silence as he meets your eyes, your concern visible. "Do you want me to tell you what happened?" You nodded your head, fearing your voice might fail you at this point.

"We got to your apartment and wanted to walk you upstairs to make sure you got in okay, but you held my arm and invited me. You brought me around your apartment, showing me your room for a few seconds before you went to the couch. I said I was gonna leave, but we agreed to watch a movie, and we did." Shayne noticed how embarrassed you felt, leaving out a few details at the end to spare you at least a small amount of your dignity. You sighed deeply, shaking your head a bit.

"Shayne, why'd we wake up like that, though?" Everything felt right in Shayne's telling, but it felt like something was missing.

"Well, alright. You wanted to cuddle when sat with you, then you just told me how should sit, then you told me to lay down and you laid on me." Shayne smiled, biting back a nervous laugh.

You feel a giggle building as you watch Shayne cover his mouth. Quickly the two of you fall into laughter.

You had to laugh in disbelief at your actions, you were embarrassed, but no where near as badly as you thought you'd be. Shayne was laughing as he still wasn't over just how this played out, he never could've guessed you spent your day confused and probably anxious over the unknown.

Once you both had settled, taking deep breaths, you found yourself launching towards Shayne with open arms, pulling him into a hug.

"Thank you, Shayne. That's no where near as bad as thought it was going to be." You buried your face into his shoulder, his arms around your waist as your continued.

"I thought we had slept together or something."

Shayne tensed, his laughter faltering a bit at your words as he felt his body tense. After another squeeze, you pull away, sitting back as you had been previously.

"Tm not saying that like we would, yanno, sleep together, that's why I'm glad to know." You trailed off awkwardly, shaking your head as you smiled at Shayne.

He'd felt that pain of rejection in his chest again. You were that worried because you thought you'd slept together. You really, really didn't want him to think that you wanted that. But you did, and your eyes raking over his body was a giveaway in your mind, but was confusing in his mind. The two of you fell into a more comfortable silence, letting each other process their feelings. Shayne trying his best to ignore his pain as he offers you a soft smiling, asking about throwing on a movie. You both settle into the couch, a bit of deja vu hitting both of you, despite the gab betwe your bodies.

You find yourself initiating small touches with Shayne, your hand resting on his thigh each time you laugh at something, sitting closer when you return from the bathroom, leaning into his side.

Once Shayne places his arm over your shoulders, holding you close to him, he starts to think maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea. His mind starts to wander, thoughts of his nails digging gently into the soft skin of your hips, your nails dragging down his back, his lips leaving trails between your thighs.

"Did you hear me?" Shayne looks to you, brows furrowed as he shakes his head, willing to admit he'd been a bit distracted. said I'm probably gonna head home since the movies over" you nod toward the screen before leaning up, pressing you lips softly to his cheek before rising.

The two of you were in an awkward limbo of small touches and displays of affection, words left unspoken when fngers linger, or when hugs last a bit longer than needed. You hoped you left Shayne with the impression you wanted to; you liked Shayne's company and found him attractive, he could take that information and do what he pleases.

All Shayne was really left with as he watches your car pull out from the parking spot was confusion. He wanted to give you space, keep his distance so as to not scare you, but you just wanted to do the opposite.

He'll see you tomorrow and try to wrap his head around you, figure out what you want from him.

Maybe.

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haleigh-sloth · 1 year

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Out of every writing choice Horikoshi has made for Enji Todoroki, chapter 387 is my absolute favorite.

It's fitting.

Enji spent the whole manga grappling with what it means to be a father, what it means to change, what it means to prove he's changed.

He came to the right answer, realizing he needs to look at Touya, to choose him.

What's great is that Enji did choose him. He chose him over heroism, but in true Enji fashion the choice was STILL WRONG. IT WAS WRONG. It was right, but it was wrong.

He chose to give Touya what he wanted---look at him, die with him. Because Enji doesn't see a different solution as a possibility, so he chooses Touya in the only way he thinks is possible.

But it's not the only way, and it's not LITERALLY what Touya wants more than anything, so even though it was the right choice, it was still wrong.

It also is fitting that Enji can't really fix things on his own, it's fitting that Rei jumped in.

I love this chapter and I am unwell.

#I LOVE THIS CHAPTER #bnha 387 #todoroki enji #todoroki touya #bnha spoilers

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criminalmindsgonewrong · 6 months

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coffee at midnight

a hotchniss fanfiction

chapter seven: Sunday

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blasphemous-lies-and-deceit · 9 months

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Chapter 7 holy shit. Time for some concerning conversations.

#the magnus archives #tma fic #gerrymichael #doorkeay #I love this chapter

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s-ccaam-era-crepe · 7 months

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Chapters: 7/7 Fandom: Dungeons and Daddies (Podcast) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Glenn Close/Morgan Freeman (Dungeons and Daddies), Glenn Close & Morgan Freeman (Dungeons and Daddies), Glenn Close & Nick Close | Nicholas Foster Characters: Glenn Close (Dungeons and Daddies), Morgan Freeman (Dungeons and Daddies), Nick Close | Nicholas Foster Additional Tags: First off not tagging major character death but morgan is Dead so, Past Character Death, Smoking, Weed, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Grief/Mourning, Child Neglect, (in a way), Depression, Widowed, Angst, Hurt Slight Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Post-Canon, (pre-season 2/doodler), Swearing, Crying, Song Lyrics, no beta we die like morgan, glenn is Not a good dad, we're working on it, 5+1 Things, reading the first part of the series isn't necessary but gives more context, AU where the jodie thing doesnt happen btw. glenns still nicks dad n stuff, basically the glenn arc happens differently (dont ask me how yet), not techincally beta read Series: Part 2 of Asters & Asphodels Summary:

Glenn focuses on her name engraved on the headstone, 'Morgan Freeman' and gives a forlorn look for a moment, remembering that they never got and never will get, that storybook happy ending they might have wanted. No damn white picket fence and nice sunset ending for Glenn Close.

It makes him... bittersweet in a way.

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Or 5 times Glenn visits Morgan alone and 1 time he doesn't (5+1)

final chapter :)

#camera writes #its completed !!!!#very happy and excited #dndads #dungeons and daddies #morglen #i love this chapter #writing both nick and glenn is so fun for me <3 #anyways yall cannot wait to keep adding to this series glenn and morgan make me so <3 #*i cannot

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emeraldfolk · 25 days

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"There was a musical box that emitted a faintly sinister, tinkling tune when wound, and they all found themselves becoming curiously weak and sleepy until Ginny had the sense to slam the lid shut; also a heavy locket that none of them could open..."

—J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

#I love this chapter #all the odd antiques and morbid trinkets in the Black house #sandwiches and cake for lunch in a dusty room #sweet little Kreacher swiping the precious treasures he wants to keep #if I could make a Horcrux I'd chose a music box <3

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consider-da-lilies · 1 year

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