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Filling the Space: A Companion to Wesenrein/Tribunal by green_squirrel
Fandoms: Grimm (TV)
21 May 2024
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I always wanted to know what happened between the time Monroe was rescued and the time they celebrated his rescue and sent both him and Rosalee off to their honeymoon.
It seemed such a bizarrely tight timeline to accomplish recovery/celebration within.
I also desperately wanted to see Monroe meet Terry's wife and give her Terry's wedding ring.
So I made this. The timeline is probably off to the episode and to how quickly law enforcement can work to identify a body and make a notification.
Expect lots of whumpy moments, recovery, emotion, and fluffy caregiving.
TW
-torture
-death
-death notification
-grief
-not seeing Bud until the 3rd chapter cause I forgot?
-injuries
-Nick's continued emotional constipation awkwardness
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As Rosalee goes to get groceries on a day off she hears Monroe loosing it at his workbench. What follows is a display of mutual support as both of them process what all they've been through, reveal the fears they've been hiding from each other, discuss building healthier boundaries, and allow themselves a moment of reprise to heal and recover.
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-sobbing
-breaking down
-seriously like so much crying
-I didn't mean it to be like this; it just happened!
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Monrosalee fluff drabble and departure from my chapter works. Cause I can.
Rosalee is giving Monroe a back massage and discovers a scar she hasn't seen before.
A story about clock metaphors and puns, grief, and reclaiming.
TW: codependency, physical harm in codependency, unhealthy relationships discussion, scars, and fur. (But, hey, if you're reading a Grimm fiction without being at least a little bit of a furry then you're lying.)
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Hank becomes enamored with that weird clock guy who keeps showing up on Nick and his cases. When Nick returns to work after being throttled by an ogre Hank takes a chance to see if his suspicions on Nick and Monroe being friends are true. And then he takes a chance on Monroe.
"Hey, don't you STILL have that other work that--"
"Shhhh. It's not all about you. Just let it happen. Shhhhhhhhh.."Note: Each chapter title is an attempt at a ship name for these two.
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Hiccups literally and hiccups figuratively.
Sitting with a partner through hiccups is sometimes the most precious act of love. Not everything needs a solution, sometimes you just need to wait it out together.
TW: Obviously there is going to be a ridiculous exploration of hiccuping including sounds, body movements, and speech interruption. If hiccups are a squick or a source of trauma use caution or avoid this story. There is also description of other internal sounds within.
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A murder has occurred two days before Christmas in Portland, and a certain FBI agent is unknowingly walking into a trap set up by his own past and a man he never thought he'd see again since his disappearance back when they were both young and reckless.
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18 Aug 2025
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With Weirdmageddon solidly averted and the world back right side up – at least, as much as the world can be right side up – Stan and Ford Pines set off on a marvelous journey to chart the mysteries of their world. Now, if those mysteries could stop reminding the twins of their own unresolved trauma, that would be wonderful, thank you very much.
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also known as: i could have just written a sea shanty, but instead i wrote this. tags are for the whole story, which is 10 chapters long and will be released every Wednesday until Christmas :)
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24 Oct 2024
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It’s funny, he muses, how he used to blame his eyes for everything. A childhood spent squinting at the chalkboard, his small frame perched at the front of the classroom, desperately trying to make out the shapes of letters and numbers scrawled in thick white strokes. He’d narrow his gaze, focusing with all the intensity a child could muster, but the board remained a vague haze of incomprehensible scribbles. His teacher—a kind woman with a soft, patient voice—was no clearer. Her features would blur at the edges, melding into the backdrop of the classroom, a smudge of colour and motion that he could never quite pin down.
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24 Oct 2024