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    “If I do this,” Blake said, “how are you imagining it’s going to work? I can’t just knock on his door, and say I want in again. It’s been eleven years. And even before I left, I never cared about the business. Do you have a plan? You say you want me to open the door for an agent. How? What’s that mean?”

    “You’re going to get in touch with your grandfather again at your wedding,” Clarke said.

    He stared.

    “I hope you don’t have a girlfriend, Mr. Blake.”

    fake!married AU. Clarke's in the FBI, Bellamy's the grandson of a mobster, and they've got to work together.

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    10 Sep 2019

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    In all the time Wynonna had spent demon-hunting as the Earp heir, the topic of tree-dictated marriage requirements had not come up. Not even once. It seemed really fucking rude for it to come up now, in the middle of the night, while she was covered in mud and tree gunk and desperately in need of a shower.

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    09 Sep 2019

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    Melancholy has a distinct color.

    It’s blue, but not a rich blue of that of the deep sea. It’s the color of ice blowing off a glacier at dusk, pale and haunting. It morphs into deep blacks when it touches your fingertips and it swarms around a person like a thick fog, threatening to suffocate whomever its wrapped itself around.

    Clarke is familiar. She’s familiar because its become a part of her morning routine: take a shower, apply light mascara, get dressed, and watch as the color of melancholy snakes around her hair, tinting the sharp blonde.

    Melancholy has a distinct color, but even more so, it hugs you like a friend and betrays you like an enemy.

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    After tragedy alters Clarke’s outlook on life, she turns her back on everything set out before her: medical school, a life of privilege, and most importantly, family. When she rents a room in The Ark – a brewery converted into living spaces – she’s forced out of her comfort zone when surrounded by the tenants who live there.

    Particularly a curly-haired brunette with a tendency to combine insults with historical references, intentionally keep her awake, and even most frustrating, make her not stop thinking about him.

    What a dick.

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    08 Sep 2019

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    They used to say that America was not a good land for gods, but the Ground is different. On the Ground, all land is fecund with gods. You need gods on the Ground.

    When they land, it’s all survival and war, and the religions of the Grounders don’t seem like a high priority. There is a chance that this is a mistake, but they don’t work that out until it’s far too late.

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    American Gods fusion AU, divergent after the CoL. There are consequences for all they've done, but not on a scale they could possibly have guessed.

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    07 Sep 2019

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    Clarke feels like she’s underwater, breathing in glass. The air feels syrupy, but raw against her throat, and she has to squint if she looks at the sky for too long. The yellow-blue plants of this planet burn her skin if she touches them for too long. It’s hard to get up after she’s been sitting down for more than a few minutes, and it feels like something is pressing down on her shoulders every time she takes a breath.

    It didn’t take long for Clarke to realise that something was wrong. No one else did, but she doesn’t expect them to because what's wrong isn't the planet, it's her.

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    06 Sep 2019