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you did something to me by artemiswords
Fandoms: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
27 Dec 2020
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“Seriously, Adora. All that money for, like, holding hands in front of a camera? It can’t get easier than that. You endured me for like, ten years? I’m sure you can power through these four weeks.” She gets up and leans on the back of her chair, getting closer to Adora’s face. “Just don’t fuck it up and we’ll be fine.”
Adora scowls at her and forces herself to not start another argument. Catra ignores it and turns away.
“See ya later, girlfriend.” She says over her shoulder.
Girlfriend. Adora shudders at that word.
Only after Catra is gone Adora remembers they didn’t even plan anything out. She closes her eyes and rubs her temples again, taking another deep breath. Four weeks of pretending to be Catra’s girlfriend. Those are about to be the longest weeks of her life.
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Fake dating college/modern AU!
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Nathaniel Wesninski wants nothing more than to see his father dead and buried. But when his father promises him the title of The Butcher, Nathaniel quickly realizes that his destiny of following in his father's footsteps is closer than ever before.
So of course, when he gets forced to go undercover for the Baltimore police, he starts seeing what living could truly be.
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Andrew Minyard is a newly recruited police officer for the worst precinct in Baltimore, who is dedicated on hunting down the notorious Butcher and his unnamed underling. But when Neil Josten is thrown into his midst as his civilian consultant; he starts to realize some things don't quite appear as they seem.
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you ought to give me wedding rings by absolutelithops
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
29 Dec 2022
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Andrew has the damn thing for a year before he makes any use of it.
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Three times Andrew almost asks a very dangerous question, and the one time he does.
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“Are you gay?” Andrea asks, tired of beating around the bush. “Do you like women?”
Nell stills.
“Because I do,” Andrea says. “I like to fuck women. I’m not in the business of making friends.”
Nell’s expression is hard to read in the dead of night. “What if I don’t know.”
Andrea shrugs and tries hard not to hate herself for fucking up every opportunity for normality that falls into her lap. “Stop flirting until you do.”