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They spend every day that summer in Sammy’s treehouse playing Star Trek – Lily is the oldest, and therefore in charge, and always proclaims herself as Captain Kirk. She makes Jack be Spock even though Jack is a very bad Spock because he’s far too emotional. That leaves Sammy with Bones, but Bones is secretly Sammy’s favorite on Star Trek so he doesn’t mind at all. He can’t tell Lily that he likes being Bones, though, because then Lily would make him be Scotty.
Bookmarked by JackFrostsDaughter
08 Nov 2020
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Sometimes all it takes is a piano to turn your heart back on. And some yelling.
(In which Ben is a bi disaster who talks too fast, Emily is a brilliant miracle of a human, and Sammy plays piano good. And has communication problems.)
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24 Jan 2021
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“I mean, I’m just an intern,” Ben says quickly. “I’m not – I’m not complaining or anything. It’s just – I came to LA just for this internship, and I’ve never lived away from home before. So on top of all the shit I get here, I’m in this awful sublet with five roommates who act like smoking pot is a personality and there’s never a moment’s quiet, and it’s so expensive anyway. I just really miss my mom, this is the first time I’ve lived more than a few miles from her, and the town I’m from is just so special to me and I’ve never been away for longer than a week – oh God, I’m rambling, I’m so sorry -”
“Ben,” Jack moves to squeeze his shoulder, recognizing the symptoms of a panic attack after years of helping Sammy through his. “Just breathe. In and out. You’re gonna be okay.”
[In which Jack recruits Ben as an intern for Shotgun Saturday Nights.]
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Shuu is sick. They all have to come to terms with it.
Bookmarked by JackFrostsDaughter
26 Aug 2018
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One of those fics I can’t stop myself from reading-reading every few years even though I know it’s gonna make me sad.
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Akihiko moves at the same time, to stir the rice and Haruki flinches.
Just barely, a little to the right, a tremor going through him.
Fuck.
Or, the art of small talk, or lack thereof, after too many boundaries are crossed.
Bookmarked by JackFrostsDaughter
01 Aug 2023
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AAAAAAAAAA why do I like fics that hurt me
