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A side story to my Roman/Mencken fic "you know who," found here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35617996/chapters/88799566
In which Stewy Hosseini is absolutely, one thousand percent not into fucking Kendall Roy, fuck you, fuck this, and other denials.
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- Part 2 of you know who-niverse
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09 Jan 2022
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Kendall wished he could envision any reality besides this Sisyphean one, any course of action besides leaping to his feet and running back up the hill that his father had just pushed him down. He was quiet for a moment, then added, “It’s hard to believe that Dad is so good at jerking our chains that it took us forty years to realize he was never planning on giving it to any of us."
Shiv held up a hand. “Thirty-four.”
“Thirty-six,” Roman muttered.
“I figured that one out in tenth grade,” Stewy said. They all looked at him in surprise, and he shrugged. “The benefit of an outside perspective.”
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- Part 1 of the scandinavian defense
Bookmarked by iamstonem
02 Jan 2022
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pull me closer until there's no definable space between us by mindlessarchive
Fandoms: Succession (TV 2018)
15 Dec 2021
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In perhaps what could be the stupidest decision Stewy’s ever made in his life, he moves his hand to cradle the nape of Kendall’s neck, fingers slotting through his soft hair, and leans in to brush his lips against Kendall’s chapped ones.
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16 Dec 2021
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It would be so easy to pretend that she doesn’t want anything more complex from him than this.
(Or: Harry, Allie, and what comes after. Post Season 1.)
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21 Nov 2021
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He slams his locker shut just in time to see Stan walking over, smug look on his face and something clutched in his left hand.
“I think I might have found the perfect thing for you,” he says. His voice is smooth and easy and his eyes read trouble. He raises his hand and holds a flyer in front of Richie’s face
Derry High School Baseball Tryouts
Week of February 25th
Please come with running clothes, a baseball mitt, running shoes, and cleats.“Oh, fuck no,” Richie says. He doesn’t even need to read the whole thing to know that this isn’t his jam. Nothing about this has is name on it and no. Fuck no. This isn’t happening.
Except it is.
Richie takes solace in his inability to play any kind of physical sport ever. He knows he’ll hate this, but he also knows he won’t make the team. Not in a million years.
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11 Nov 2021

