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A Classic New Year's Sleepover by godshivered for literary_lesbian
Fandoms: Abbott Elementary (TV)
23 Jan 2023
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"Besides, the kid’s never had her own slumber party; think about that! That’s bordering on tragic.”
"I know." Barbara rests back into the cushions, gaze drifting over Melissa. “But our house?”(Barbara, Melissa, and Ava throw a sleepover to distract Janine from holiday blues.)
(A very belated gift exchange present for literary_lesbian!!)
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“You can’t be down in the dumps when you’re dancing with a Schemmenti,” she cuts her off through a wicked grin. She’s leaning over the table, necklace swinging like something to get tangled in. “It’s like a shot of espresso — perks you right up. C’mon, up.”
And Barbara would protest, but Melissa’s fingers wiggle between hers and gravity shifts, like nature itself has already surrendered to Melissa. She’s right — she’s a shot of espresso, and Barbara’s developing a dependence.(AKA Melissa will not let Barbara be miserable at this school dance, even if she's the reason why.)
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Faith (or, if you'd rather, Butterflies) by godshivered
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
01 Jul 2022
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“I was gonna say,” he continues, and his gaze flicks down to where he plays with her hand, “you were too pretty to be in church, that’s all.”
Then he looks up at her again, with this… look, what is this look? Why does he want her right now? She couldn’t be more of a mess – they’re both exhausted, and gross, and this is not romantic. This is two people who can barely breathe. This is the end of the rope.
“Way,” he huffs through a little sigh, and draws her hand to his lips, “way too pretty for Jesus.”
(Why does she want him right now?)(Post-vol1, Joyce and Hopper lie in wait at the church.)
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I Keep Looking Back and Turning Into Salt by godshivered
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
07 Jun 2022
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There’s no room for panic when she’s holding him like this – cradling his head in her hands, anchoring him to earth where she’s wrapped a leg around his waist. When she holds him by the chin and drifts up to the corner of his mouth, tucks away a few ticklish kisses until he’s made to smile. When she takes a little bite of him, something possessive and intimate – and he feels beloved, and coveted, and like a secret she’s keeping to herself.
It’s criminal, he thinks, to be so near to perfection. It’s some divine stroke of genius. God got lovesick and wine-drunk and made her.(Joyce and Hopper share a motel bed and try not to fall asleep.)
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“Hey, kid,” he’d asked quietly, right in front of her. “When you’re having those… visions…”
His eyes roll back into his head, familiar only because it’s been explained to her before.
“...what’s it like?”(Upon returning to Hawkins, Jim starts to hear the clock.)