RaccoonDoom
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The year is 1977, and the Duke of Detroit wants a fireworks show; more specifically, he wants a Big Atomic™ fireworks show, but the company is based in Georgia, and it's illegal to have fireworks shipped to a state where they're banned. Infamous ex-NASCAR driver (and ex-bootlegger) turned trucker, Mike "Mutt Dog" Chilton, agrees to pick up the goods in Atlanta and bring them back to Detroit in 28 hours, because he's never been one to turn down a challenge.
Featuring: A red-headed cop with a killer grudge, a runaway girl with a mean right hook, a hippie/mechanic who is too old for this shit, an excessive number of highway gangs, a little ol' convoy, no less than 6 high speed chases, and gratuitous use of trucker lingo.
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You can't go back in time and stop hurts from ever happening. Mike knows this better than most people, he thinks, but that doesn't make him stop wanting to.
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It's hard when you abandon the only way of life you've ever known and now nothing makes any sense. It's hard and maybe, maybe, there are actually a couple of people who understand.
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"If he isn't dead already, then it's not going to kill him," Ana said, and Gabriel sighed with relief. Before he could speak, she added, "He is going to be pretty damn miserable for the next little while, though, so I suggest you don't get too comfortable."
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- Part 1 of The Merciless Moon Outside
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For an anon request on my tumblr: "Can you do a klance fic where Keith is sick and Lance is surprisingly good at taking care of him despite his mood swings and bouts of delirium?" Not exactly what they requested but eh close enough.
The first time sickness hit the team, it hit Keith. Hard. At least it's easier to be sick when you have a team than when you're alone in the desert.
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Isn’t there a saying about how doctors make the worst patients?
Taako wonders if the same is true for detectives who become missing-person cases. Part of him bets if Angus were here right now, he’d be laughing at the incompetence of these so-called professionals.
Or,
On a bright summer morning, The World’s Greatest Detective disappears without a trace.
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15 Apr 2018
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The grey light of Spain carries their history with it, and it's gleaming through the cracks. // Two long cons, in thirteen conversations.
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27 Jan 2018
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Dutch opens Mike’s comm line on the way back, says, “Look, no one thinks you’re useless, okay? I don’t know where you got that from, but it’s totally not true. I mean, we’re all worried about you right now, but we just— we want you to get better— look, nobody would be in top form having nightmares all the time, okay? That’s nothin’ about you.” God, why can’t he find the right words? He means everything he’s saying, but even to him it doesn’t sound persuasive.
“Sure,” Mike says, low and defeated. “Nothing about me that I can’t keep it together for the simplest things anymore,” and he closes the line.
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04 Jan 2018
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2am Knows All Secrets by Unbreakable_Red_Riot
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
03 Dec 2017
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… It wasn’t that he was annoyed.
Okay, maybe he was a little annoyed, but that was just the lack of sleep talking. Because a certain explosive punk thought it was a good idea to test the flammability of his sheets at 2 in the morning. Every single morning.
(In which Bakugou's quirk wakes Kirishima up, and Kirishima gets way too invested in his bro's well-being.)
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24 Nov 2017
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“Oh my god,” Julie says again, and paces in a little circle. Then she paces in a bigger circle, trips over a wrench, falls over, and lies on the floor in total defeat. It’s been an hour since she and Chuck got their brains or minds or souls or whatever put in each other’s bodies by a crazy old machine in some buried ruins and things haven’t improved from the initial, disastrous explosion.
“Maybe we should have lunch,” Mike suggests. “And like, think about this.”
“I am really tired of thinking about this already,” Chuck says grimly.
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22 Oct 2017