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  1. Rec *

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    He's always intense, always focused, but this is different. He's looking at her, and not just at her skin or her dress or hair or face or even the necklace he so lavishly doled out to her - he's looking at her soul, and she knows, just as she knows that yesterday someone died at the hands of an abusive husband, that he sees the way she's opened up like a flower in the sunlight, chasing off the dark shadows and revealing her true self.

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    1 Apr 2017

  2. Rec *

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    Phil recruits Clint Barton to SHIELD and falls for him.
    Professionalism is more a nice ideal than a reality with SHIELD agents.
    Barton lets out a tense laugh. “You've got all the toys, don't you?”
    “I try not to brag.”

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    28 Mar 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    With the sexy dressing scene

  3. Rec *

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    John always gets a little thrill when he sees Rodney sign at him across the room, casually dissing people literally standing next to him and John is the only one who knows.

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    28 Mar 2017

  4. Rec 26

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    “That Matt Murdock,” they say, “he used to be a choirboy. And now he’s got the devil in him.”

    In which the boys sing carols and fall in love, not necessarily in that order.

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    23 Mar 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Reread every Christmas.

  5. Rec *

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    Derek doesn’t want to call the window repair guy. He doesn’t want to sweep up the glass. He’ll inevitably miss a few shards and pull them out of the bottom of his bare feet for weeks.

    He doesn’t want to try to make this place feel like home when it isn’t.

    Derek stayed in Beacon Hills and tried to make it work because he wanted pack, wanted purpose. He gave his best effort and found himself back where he started: alone, with a few begrudging allies. He’s tired, and even though his werewolf body heals quickly, he feels the weary ache down to his center.

    He packs his car with the few things he cares about enough to drag them from place to place. He locks the loft and calls a realtor about listing the building he’d bought in a misguided attempt to secure a future.

    And then he leaves.

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    23 Mar 2017

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Amazing Derek!recovery fic featuring therapy, seascapes, and enchanting OCs.

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