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    It started with shawarma.

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    A story about food, memory, and how Steve Rogers carved out a place for himself in the 21st century.

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    12 Aug 2018

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    “So here’s the thing,” said Casey.

    Abby squinted at him. “You’re Casey McCall.”

    “That’s correct.”

    “You’re Danny’s partner.”

    He nodded, feeling stiff and awkward. “I was, yes.”

    Abby rocked back in her chair, contemplating him. “You should probably find a different therapist.”

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    09 Aug 2018

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    A vld positivity exchange fic for garrisonsheith/ragingviolins!!

    The team struggles to build an alliance with a lesser known resort planet, going toe-to-toe with two Queens, a demanding Council, and terrorists- all while Shiro and Keith attempt to keep up the ruse of being married.

    "I mean, you could always just say you're already married. Take the masses off your necks while we bang out this contract," Pidge offers, ever the voice of reason, as she sits and examines her nails.

     Lance emerges from his dying giggles to heave a huge, breathless sigh. "There's just one -ha- problem there, Pidgeon. Who exactly would they be married to? Each other?"

     The suggestion is a joke, laden with sarcasm and yet-

     Hunk and Pidge exchange a glance.

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    07 Aug 2018

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    He's not sure what he's expecting when he opens the door- but it's not Keith.

    The younger Paladin glances up upon his entrance, leg bouncing where he sits. "Hey."

    "Hey," Shiro huffs, half amused. He leaves the door open, a silent message- and it doesn't get across. Keith remains seated at the mattress edge, eyes following him as he makes his way through the small room.

    "They gave us a key."

    Shiro rummages in the bag he'd left on the bed, grateful nothing has been moved. "Sounds good. You should get some sleep."

    Keith says nothing for a moment.

    "...it's just a bed, Shiro-"

    "No, Keith, it's not," He half exhales, half speaks, rifling through the contents of his bag with only a vague idea of what he was looking for. "It's a bed, and you, and my metal arm. It's a bed, and you, and enough bad dreams to keep you awake all night; it's a bed and you and me and this isn't up for debate-" Something warm wraps itself around his middle, and he falls into silence wondering how Keith got up without him noticing.

    "Okay," Keith mumbles against his back. "Okay, sorry, I just-" He pauses again.

    His fingers are light on Shiro's ribs. "Okay."

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    Enjolras’ views on romantic feelings for another person had been an oversimplification of something impossibly complicated, he would come to learn. He was used to his life running in loops, but this would be a break in the routine. He thought that maybe there was a chance Grantaire had been right all along and people really couldn’t adapt so easily.

    (Alternatively: Enjolras more than absently wonders how Grantaire likes his eggs.)

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    15 Jul 2018

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    “Take all the time you need. I’ll take a quick shower,” Grantaire tells him. “Join me when you’re done,” he says, and then flushes when he realises how that sounds. “Not in the shower, I mean. In bed.”

    Enjolras’ lips quirk up, almost like he’s laughing at Grantaire.

    “That doesn’t make it any better, does it?” Grantaire laments.

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    14 Jul 2018

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