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BoJack and Mr. Peanutbutter accidentally get married. It goes about as well as you'd expect.
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01 Feb 2026
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“I love you,” he says, and Mr. Peanutbutter’s eyes go wide. “What else can I say? That’s all that matters. You’re right. Our marriage was the best mistake of my life.
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Gale is a farmer on the Nebraskan prairie and Madge is a school teacher he’s sure won’t last the winter.
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09 Nov 2023
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i love this fic, i genuinely think about it all the time
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Madge and Gale hook up after a friend’s wedding and then have to deal with the aftermath.
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This time there is something intoxicating about it, the dusty scent of obols, shackles and candle-wax mixing with the soot of burning coals and purifying incense. It stings like spices when inhaled, glides hot and sharp down his throat and Thanatos feels it in his stomach, a reminder of cravings unfulfilled.
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08 Jan 2023
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Not the way you left but how you lived and what you knew by canardroublard
Fandoms: The Americans (TV 2013)
20 Oct 2022
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Stan Beeman breaks some bad news, raises someone else's kid, and tries to figure out where to go from there.
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20 Nov 2022
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your hand forever is all i want by bisexualnursey (remuses)
Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)
25 Jul 2021
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And he thinks Nursey might kiss him. Or pull him closer. Or, really, anything other than say what slips out of Nursey’s mouth.
“Marry me already.”
Dex freezes. “Um. What.”
The dazed look stays on Nursey’s face for a couple seconds before his eyes widen and his face drops like he doesn't know where that came from.
“Wait, no, I don't mean like—! I didn't mean to say that out loud. Not that I was thinking it, obvs. It just—” he cuts himself off as he sees the look on Dex's face and groans. “Don’t.”
Dex slaps a hand to his own mouth but it isn't enough to stop the laugh that escapes him.
Nursey whines, covering his face. “Oh my god.”
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5 times nursey proposes and 1 time that dex does
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01 Aug 2021
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He stops swinging, looking down at the wet grass. “Hey, baby?”
The endearment still has Dex feeling a low rush in his chest. “Yeah?”
He turns to Nursey to find he's already looking at Dex. Eyes dazed but gleaming, smile crooked and tired but sure.
Dex thinks back to all the times in his life he woke up knowing it was going to be a good day. He was so sure then that those mornings were the residue of dreams he just couldn't remember. He's still not sure if he was right, but if he was, then those dreams must be made of the same stuff he feels when Nursey looks at him like that.
Nursey shifts his palm a little. It makes the way their hands fit feel weird until he notices the way Nursey's thumb is now brushing the knuckle of Dex's ring finger back and forth.
Dex feels the question in the air before he hears it.
“Marry me someday?”
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wild for your skin and the dance that we're in by bisexualnursey (remuses)
Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)
17 Mar 2021
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Nursey and Dex know they're in love with each other. It's just that sometimes keeping it unspoken is the best for everyone when there are too many miles between them. But Nursey is three months away from finishing grad school and moving to Boston, so maybe they don't have to wait that much longer.
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16 Apr 2021
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His life is good in New York.
But with the end of grad school approaching and his lease almost up, he’s getting more and more impatient about finally living with his friends again. The finish line is so close that it's getting more frustrating. He just wants to get there already.
Because the finish line looks like waking up and being greeted first thing in the morning by Chowder beaming at him and telling him he's gonna have a great day. And writing all afternoon in the quiet of their warm home and stopping just in time to pour a glass of wine for Farmer minutes before she arrives from an exhausting but fulfilling day of teaching kids. And sitting on the kitchen counter, handing Dex ingredients while insisting that it counted as helping him cook dinner.
And Dex would roll his eyes and hold back a smile while Nursey laughs and bites his tongue before the words spilled out: I’m in love with you. And I'm pretty sure you love me back.
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“Come back to bed?” Nicky asks, and there’s no version of Joe, or Nicky, or the entire damn world where the answer to that question would be no.
or, Nicky and Joe are back in Malta, Nicky is beautiful, and Joe is very, very, very in love.
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18 Oct 2020
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Nicky snorts out a laugh and shakes his head, and the warmth that bursts through Joe’s chest at the sound is so, so much more intense than anything the sun could ever give him.
Joe takes a moment to watch Nicky's face - the dark circles under his eyes are gone, and his hair has gotten longer, fanning out over his cheek. Joe switches his gaze to Nicky’s chest next, and down to the subtle curve of his stomach. He’s grown softer in the weeks they’ve been here, crafted by days upon days of lazy mornings and local bakeries and a clear and welcome lack of strenuous physical activity beyond that which has taken place in their own bed. It’s not a major change, but it’s enough for Joe to notice the difference in this body that is as familiar to him as his own.
And Joe has held and loved and worshipped every possible version of Nicky over the past nine hundred years, each one as beautiful as the last, but there’s something so comforting to him about this version. About watching Nicky's hard lines soften, about brushing his palm over Nicky's stomach as they settle into bed each night and feeling physical evidence of the fact that they’re resting, and for the first time in a long time, letting the world move forward without them.
It strikes Joe, suddenly, how physically whole Nicky looks, and he feels almost dizzy with the relief of it.
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just to keep you warm, just to bring you home by cinnamonbearss
Fandoms: The Old Guard (Movie 2020)
04 Oct 2020
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In hindsight, Nile is almost surprised by how little Andy, Nicky, and Joe hide from her.
Or, Nile learns, one person at a time, all the little ways that Andy, Nicky, and Joe comfort and care for each other when things fall apart. And as it turns out, the things she learns make becoming part of this family easier than she ever would have imagined.
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21 Sep 2020
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There’s music floating through the open windows from somewhere down the street, probably the man on the corner playing the guitar that Joe and Nile had passed earlier. Nile allows herself to get lost in it for a moment - lost in the music and the thought that every person she and Joe had passed on the street, every person behind every lit apartment window, is living their own unique life, separate from one another but intertwined by the mutual connection of being in this city, in this neighborhood, and even on this street. It’s comforting, Nile finds as she watches Nicky give Andy a final once-over, and she has a feeling that it's a thought she’ll bring with her to the next city they visit.
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Nicky shifts slightly in his sleep, turning from his side onto his back as Joe trails his hand down Nicky’s arm. “Nicolò,” Joe repeats, trying to swallow down the guilt that washes over him and mixes with the raw fear and uneasiness that have been humming under his skin since they left the lab. “Come back to me.”
or, Joe seeks reassurance that Nicky is still alive and breathing beside him after everything they've been through, and Nicky is more than willing to give it.
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02 Aug 2020
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There is so much about this long, long life that Joe doesn’t understand, and so much that he thinks even those given hundreds of years to live were never meant to learn, but Nicky, and the fact that when they go, it will have to be together, are two of the only things he’s always been sure of.
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The world knows a lot about Derek Malik Nurse. They know that he graduated at the top of his class from Harvard, that he has an affinity for poetry, and that he’s one of the leads of Northanger, the #1 cable drama in the nation, which has garnered him instant fame and heartthrob status.
What the world doesn’t know about Derek is that he’s a huge pain in William Poindexter’s ass.
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21 May 2020
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“Look, I’m not, like, a romantic like you,” Will continues, because it doesn’t look like Derek’s going to say anything anytime soon. “But I just think that when two people are clearly meant to be together, then they should be.”
Derek’s mouth parts in a surprised smile. “I don’t know. That sounds pretty romantic to me.”
Will flushes. “Shut up.”
“Hey,” Derek says, suddenly serious. “It’s okay. I mean, I feel the same way.”
“Well, great. So, are you going to do something about it?”
Derek grins even wider, now looking almost a little awestruck.
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Oh Please, Say to Me (You'll Let Me Be Your Man) by halfabreath
Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)
25 Apr 2018
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It's their last kegster as members of SMH, and Ransom knows he looks good. The romper accentuates every asset hockey gave him and he chose the color specifically because it goes perfectly with his complexion. He looks good - better than good. Ransom knows he looks great.
But Holster looks incredible.
(Ransom and Holster are idiots, but they're idiots in love).
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16 Apr 2020
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“I’m gonna tell him.” Holster’s booming voice carries easily from the kitchen to the steps, his words strung together but not quite slurred. Ransom freezes, unsure if he’s been spotted. Holster hasn’t called out to him so he must not see him yet. Ransom slips back, leaning against the wall just beside the threshold of the kitchen. Some instinct is telling him not to walk in just yet and while Ransom doesn’t understand it, he’s damned well going to listen to it.
“Adam, you’re drunk.” Bitty says and Ransom can picture his disapproving expression from his tone of voice alone. “This isn’t the right time.” The sink turns on; Ransom can just make out the sound of water splashing into a cup.
“No, it’s the perfect time,” Holster counters. The sink turns off and a moment later Ransom hears audible gulping as Holster downs the water. He’s a loud drinker when he’s drunk, it’s hilarious because he sounds like an old-timey cartoon character. Ransom covers his mouth to keep from laughing - he wants to know what they’re talking about before he barges in. Getting all the information, and all that. He doesn’t want to walk in without any inkling of what’s going on. He has to form a hypothesis. That’s just science. He has a degree in it, or something.
Holster speaks again before Ransom can spiral too far. “I’m gonna tell him I love him, and he’ll be like, no, Holtzy, I love you but I also don’t, blah, blah, you made our friendship weird, blerg, blarg, you’ve ruined the second to last kegster, blergity, blargity, I never wanna see you again.” Bitty tries to cut in but Holster just keeps talking, undeterred. “And when he says all that I’ll wanna get drunk because I’ve ruined my whole life but I’m drunk right now so I’ll just get drunker and boom. Streamline the process. I’m halfway to blacking out so I might as well just keep on rollin’.”
Holster stops to take another drink as Ransom’s world tilts on its axis. Holster’s in love with someone. Holster’s in love with a him. Holster has never, not once, mentioned that he might be interested in hims . Ransom turns suddenly and presses his forehead against the wall in a desperate attempt to stop the world from spinning from the alcohol and the fact that the heterosexual best friend he’s not-so-heterosexually in love with just might not be so hetero after all. If Holster’s not straight and Ransom’s not straight then what the fuck is stopping them? For one perfect moment Ransom’s world feels shiny and bright and new because the things he thought were impossible just slipped into the realm of possibility.
For one perfect moment, Holster just might love him back.
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Dex goes to bed his first night in the basement and wakes up in a slightly altered version of reality for the day.
A few nights later, it happens again. And again. And again...
Which is fine. Really. He will handle this insanity the same way he’s handled every other weirdness Samwell has thrown at him since he got here.
He’s just not sure how to deal with the implications of how often he wakes up in worlds where Nursey is in bed beside him.
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16 Apr 2020
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“Hey Dex!” Chowder greets him cheerily. Dex scowls back at him, but it goes unnoticed. “Where’s Nursey?”
“Back in his room. Which, by the way, I would appreciate if you guys would remember is his room. Not mine. I’m not sleeping there anymore and you all are dicks for pulling this shit.”
You could hear a pin drop in the silence that follows this. And it isn’t until Farmer hisses an expletive under her breath and elbows Chowder so he’ll flip a burning piece of toast that sound returns.
“Bro, what happened?” Ollie asks, his expression genuinely concerned, at the same time as Wicky asks, “Did you guys fight?”
Dex ignores them and marches himself towards the basement so he can get dressed and try to calm down enough not to murder any of his teammates.
The basement is empty.
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Justin Oluransi is not an actor.
He can’t act to save his life. They call him on it all the time. Sometimes, though — mostly times like this, when the beat pounds through the marrow of his bones and Holster’s so close to him, laughing, so alive in the energy from the crowd and the lights and the kegster — sometimes he figures it out. He can fake it. Because swaying next to Holster, Ransom pretending his arm around his best friend’s shoulder is casual and not at all yearning, he’s the best goddamn actor in the fucking world.
______________Holsom, from Ransom’s POV. A huge ole mess of pining and ways to get through it (or not get through it)
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03 Aug 2019
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Holster is a good actor. Ransom has witnessed first hand his impressions of Liz Lemon, Mufasa, Enjolras, and Buzz Lightyear. He always wins charades; downstairs in the kitchen, there’s a betting pool on who’s most likely to dethrone him. It’s been there since they moved into the Haus. He knows his face, his voice, his body so well he’s been known to fool their teammates’ mothers from time to time on the phone or after games.
Holster can act. Ransom knows it. But this, here — the way his shoulders are drawn tight, the way he’s clenching his jaw, the studied avoidance of eye contact — this isn’t acting.
And then all of a sudden he is.
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“I don’t know,” Holster says softly. Ransom slides their hands up, up, up until his fingers brush the dip in Holster’s collarbone. “It’s just — I see the way you look at me sometimes, Ransy. How come you never see how I’m looking back?”
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Some nights they’d climb right in, exhausted by the day.
Most nights they’d sit by the fire first, drink a little.
Every night, she’d pull the furs up to her shoulders, letting the two overlap a little, falling between them, before turning away from him.
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21 May 2019
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Some nights they’d climb right in, exhausted by the day.
Most nights they’d sit by the fire first, drink a little.
Every night, she’d pull the furs up to her shoulders, letting the two overlap a little, falling between them, before turning away from him.
Early on he learned he had to turn away first if he wanted her to bridge the distance, wrap her arm around his chest, until it rested empty on his ribcage.
On the nights he didn’t, he’d wrap his arm lightly around her, waiting for her to tighten his hold, letting his forehead kiss the boney peak at the crest of her back.
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shake the glitter off your clothes now by YourPalYourBuddy
Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)
09 May 2019
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It’s an unfamiliar email address. The subject line reads, Congratulations! Your virtual marria…. The app cuts off the full line.
Ransom stares at it. Then he taps it open, scanning it frantically. This is — this has to be a joke, there’s no way — Shitty or someone, they must have pranked them, that’s all it is.
At the very end of the email it says this: Adam Birkholtz & Justin Oluransi, wedded this day on March 10th, 2015.
______________Holsom + drunk Vegas wedding, Ransom's POV. Set over the course of ~24 hours.
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09 May 2019
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“It’s okay, I’ve got you,” Holster says. He must be whispering in his ear now — his words tickle against his skin. “For better or for worse, right? Advanced best friend stuff.”
Ransom chokes on a laugh at that, sitting up. Holster keeps his hand on his back. “Please don’t tell me that’s your best line.”
He says it without thinking. Holster looks suddenly shy, ducking his head; his eyelashes dust his cheeks so beautifully in the sunlight that Ransom almost says something. The air between feels charged, swollen in a golden moment that feels almost tangible. Like Ransom could take it out of the air and pop it in his mouth.
“Think we both know I have better ones,” Holster says, and his words sound carefully weighted. Like he heard the opening Ransom just gave him.
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Will Poindexter and Derek Nurse finally know what happens after you die. You wake up in Hot God's office, you move into a really nice house, and-- you realize that you hate the person who's supposed to be your soulmate? Join a smug poet, a frigid computer nerd, and the rest of the Scooby gang as they ask questions like: what makes two people right for each other? what does it mean to be happy? does heaven get software glitches? and most importantly, why does this computer have a Southern accent?
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19 Nov 2018
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i wanna go (where the lights burn low) by ofhobbitsandwomen (litvirg)
Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)
08 Oct 2018
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“Benvolio!” Nursey shouted. “Now art thou sociable!”
“Christ,” Dex mumbled. He pushed himself off the wall and made his way toward Nursey whose hands were still extended out, dramatically toward him.
“Think you’ve probably had enough there, Nurse,” he said, plucking the mostly empty cup of tub juice from Derek’s hand.
Nursey just ruffled his hair.
or: the one where Nursey is Mercutio and needs a Benvolio to run lines with. Reality gets a little blurry for Dex.
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08 Oct 2018
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“No, shut up,” Dex continued. “You want to be silent, be fucking silent. Because I don’t want whatever line you’re hiding behind right now. I don’t want to guess if it’s you or a character I’m talking to. I’m sick of–I’m sick of not knowing. If it’s all an act.”
Nursey’s lips were pressed together in a thin line, his cheeks dark and flushed, his eyes cast down.
“Dex.”
Dex paused for the shortest moment before carrying on. It all slammed into him at once, Nursey standing there, sweat lining his forehead from running after him. Curls drooping into his eyes. He knew why he’d been bothered by Nursey ignoring him, why the line at the party shook him so much, why he’d gone to see Nursey perform tonight. Why he wanted to fucking pummel that guy in Nursey’s class just for complimenting him before Dex got a chance to.
If he was going to fuck up their friendship either way, he might as well bite the bullet.
“Because I–I like you Nurse, okay? And not knowing if you’re talking to me or–or fucking Benvolio–it’s honestly torture.”
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in front of the same small bathroom mirror by shellybelle
Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)
09 Sep 2018
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It's not surprising that sharing a room changes things, but neither of them expect the most important conversations in their strange, awkward friendship to happen in their shared bathroom.
(Or: five conversations Dex and Nursey have in a shared bathroom, and one in bed.)
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Bookmarked by jennycaakes
17 Sep 2018
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“Tell me,” Nursey says.
In the quiet room, the words seem to echo, despite the bass rumbling through the Haus from the kegster downstairs. Dex looks up at him, his eyes somehow both nervous and sure.
“I look out for what’s mine,” Dex says softly, and the world shifts under Nursey’s feet.