myrifique
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The Purples' quest to have the best farm ever.
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Sure, writing was Jane's dream, but it was the worst.
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the avatar's wife's first child by myrifique for Prix
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender
31 Oct 2016
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The Avatar's wife's first child is a firebender.
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He felt a prickling sensation rushing in his veins - literally in his veins, he realised, a little hysterically. It was like something infinitesimal was just a little bit wrong, like his blood was moving half a second out of step with the rhythm his heart beat. It was hot and cold at the same time and it was like Katara's hands were rushing all over his body, but the inside of his body.
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Michael leaves for a long undercover assignment. Rafael doesn't miss him, not even a little bit.
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They'll get it right, eventually.
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Bookmarked by myrifique
25 Dec 2017
Bookmarker's Notes
“Take your shirt off,” he says.
“You take your shirt off,” she shoots back immediately, even though she’s already unbuttoning hers, fingers stumbling and impatient.
It figures, she thinks. A guy, who isn’t really a guy, who excels at torture would be super good at foreplay.
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Attempt #482
“There’s only one way to fix this: we have to humiliate Michael.” Eleanor nods sagely. “I’m going to make him come in his pants.”
Attempt #179
“I can fix this. Don’t look at me like that, Chidi. I can fix this!” Eleanor hisses. “I’m going to make Michael have to marry me.”
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They speak of my drinking, but never think of my thirst by oddlyfamiliar
Fandoms: Pitch (TV 2016)
01 Dec 2016
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Ginny keeps one eye on Mike as she sips from the glass of whiskey, desperately trying not to choke at the taste, and waits until he opens his eyes. “So, what are we celebrating?”
There’s a beat, a second where she can almost literally see the wheels turning in his mind as he makes a decision about what he’s going to say. His gaze drops from where he’s been glaring at the wall in front of them, down to his glass.
“I’m leaving.”
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Canon divergence after 1x08, ignoring the promo for 1x09 (but keeping some of the visual themes). For this tumblr prompt: Mike gets stupid drunk and confesses to a concerned Ginny, "God, you're beautiful."
Bookmarked by myrifique
04 Dec 2016
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Ginny groans into his mouth, his tongue sliding against hers in a truly filthy way, her stomach tingling as she feels herself getting wetter and wetter, torn between clutching at his back and trying to rip his stupid clothes off him. She can’t… she can’t wait, she needs him right now, needs to feel him inside her, filling her, fucking her.
“Jesus, Gin,” Mike pants against her mouth, and it’s only then that Ginny realizes she was saying all of that outloud. Mike rolls his hips against hers, his dick already hard and pulsing against her, and she doesn’t have the energy to be embarrassed, not when she’s so busy trying to pull his t-shirt up to get at his skin.
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my heart stops when you look at me (just one touch now baby i believe) by fortunatedaughter
Fandoms: Pitch (TV 2016)
11 Oct 2016
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She comes to resent the words – Look what we got here. Ginny Baker, in the flesh. What the fuck does that even mean, her being there, somewhere, in the flesh? She’s not important; no matter what her Pop hopes will happen with baseball when she finally masters that screwball.
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the soulmate au no one asked for.
Bookmarked by myrifique
11 Oct 2016
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“Look what we got here. Ginny Baker in the flesh.”
Her heart stops, leaps into her throat – because. No. No. It can’t be. She has his rookie card, she slept with his poster above her bed, she watched his very first game with her father – her soulmate can’t be Mike-fucking-Lawson.
(Her baseball adoring 16-year-old self leaps for joy at Mike Lawson being her soulmate.)
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Lawson watches her retreating back as she winds her way through the crush of bodies on the dance floor and finishes the dregs of his beer.
Bookmarked by myrifique
02 Oct 2016
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Lawson watches her retreating back as she winds her way through the crush of bodies on the dance floor and finishes the dregs of his beer. There’s a time he’d join them, maybe slide up behind a pretty girl and whisper his stat line in her ear as an icebreaker or whatever. Maybe if he wasn’t a ballplayer—if she wasn’t a ballplayer—he’d slide up behind her and try one of his patented, one-hundred per cent success rate pickup lines on her. She’d probably slug him in the arm and shake him off, ballplayer or not, now that he thinks about it.
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"It's an ancient curse against all those born into the royal bloodline," his governess says.
(or, "Elsa was preferable, of course, but no one was getting anywhere with her." Well, yes. But that doesn't mean he's just going to give up.)
Bookmarked by myrifique
31 Aug 2016
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He has her hand between his fingers and an arm around her waist before her eyes can widen at how close he is, her lips just parting in surprise as he covers them with his mouth and kisses her like an exclamation point.
(Soulmate AU!)