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The exact midpoint between Hate Sex and Buddy Fucking, baby!
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Bookmarked by graspingreality
18 Dec 2025
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Season 4 goes a bit differently. It goes a little like this: Mike and Max are both depressed. They can't talk to the rest of the party because half are in California, Dustin is clinging to Eddie like a koala, and Lucas has gone full jock. Somewhere along the way, they realize they have more in common than they imagined.
Or, Mike and Max falling in love during high school (and Season 4's Upside Down never happens).
Bookmarked by graspingreality
03 Dec 2025
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“God, you really wanna go another round, huh?” Santos is staring at him, still with her hand around his throat, and her little pink tongue darts out to swipe at her lower lip. Surprised, maybe, by Frank's desperation, by his naked desire.
Yes, fuck yes —
“Don’t you?” he says instead, and Santos hesitates for the tiniest moment before stepping closer to him. Frank’s hands twitch at his sides.
“The only way — and I mean, the only way — I will ever let that happen,” Santos says in a quiet, intimate voice. “Is if you’re the one taking it. From me.”
Frank’s brain stutters to a stop. She — she means — oh fuck. The way she says it, heavy and slow, like she's thought about it before, payback for the unforgivable crime of making her come on his hand and tongue. Like she wants some fucking revenge.
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- Part 2 of burn the white flag
Bookmarked by graspingreality
17 Nov 2025
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The first goal of any foster placement is always reunification.
Frank had been hearing that for the last decade.
He was getting pretty sick of it.Frank and Trinity are siblings, and they find themselves placed with foster parents Jack and Robby, and all four of them have to work through their issues to discover they are so, so loved.
This story is complete, I will be posting as I edit, hopefully around twice a week.
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Bookmarked by graspingreality
14 Nov 2025
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Santos bares her teeth and curls up tighter. “You don’t know jackshit about me.”
“We’re going to be working together for at least another year. Might as well start now.”
She seems to consider that for a moment. Her eyes dart around the elevator, more black than green under the red hazards, before she finally looks at him. “Just shut up,” she says, sounding so tired, and Langdon does.
[An examination of Trinity Santos through the eyes of Frank Langdon.]
Bookmarked by graspingreality
11 Oct 2025

