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  1. Rec 77

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    They'll get it right, eventually.

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    25 Dec 2017

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    “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.

    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.”

  2. Public Bookmark 29

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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."

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    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.

  3. Public Bookmark *

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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.

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    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.)

  4. Public Bookmark 11

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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.

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    01 Oct 2016

    Bookmarker's Notes

    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.

  5. Rec *

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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.)

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    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!)

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