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Piper missed the way things were before the war started between her sisters, when they all got along with each other. Although Piper couldn't precisely pinpoint that time, its exactness lost on her, she knew the memory existed somewhere, preserved in her mind at least: Prue, Piper, and Phoebe all nestled under the same rug, eating from the same popcorn bowl, watching the same episode of Growing Pains. Now Piper felt like she was forced into a constant peacekeeping role, picking and choosing sides as if they were back in high school again, arguing over "who saw the cute boy first".
In other words, Phoebe finally confronts Prue after Piper admits that she's fed-up with Prue's negligence and Phoebe's need to pick a fight.
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Do What You Gotta Do, and Don’t Misunderstand Me by Le_Tournis
Fandoms: Charmed (TV 1998)
06 Apr 2026
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When she reached the front door, Prue met her with a frown from behind the flyscreen, her fingers firm on the metal handle. The look of: no way are you coming in here with that. Not like Phoebe could’ve reached the door handle to let herself in anyway.
“Prue, look,” said Phoebe with an urgency, both of her arms outstretched, pressing the edge of the red bucket up expectantly to the fly screen so that Prue could see.
“Great job. But go and put them back now, Phoebs,” she said, and quickly added, “before Grams sees you.” Prue’s words cut short and quick from behind the door, with her voice slightly lowered.
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Melina could handle the nine-year-old, but in so many ways, she couldn't mother Natasha. She'd been fighting her since day one, about almost everything; homework, clothes, accents, names, foods. It seemed worthless to both of them. And it had occurred to Melina that maybe they were just too similar, but it didn't fix the problem. Melina didn't know what she would have needed at that age, for she had never been given the opportunity to live outside of the Red Room aside from this very assignment. She'd been undercover, but never involving more than one other partner. Now she was responsible for Alexei, and these two girls. Natasha was always the problem-child. It didn't matter how naughty or sad Yelena got, it was always Natasha's silent anger which stung her the most.
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What Happens in Budapest, Stays in Budapest by Le_Tournis
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe
25 Apr 2025
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And as for Natasha, this was it. She was laying the kill out for him, neat and nice, might as well have been a bow on top. As she lay on the ground waiting to die at the hands of an American, it occurred to her that it had to be over at some point anyway, so wasn't now a fitting time as ever? Natasha was the one staving off her fear with a fucking daydream. She'd given into a feeling so hopeless that it breached all of her confidence, and that years ago she'd believed was emptied completely from her system. She'd thought Dreykov had drilled it out of her. But clearly, Natasha was lying to herself. She hadn't grown up at all. She was still trying to find something to pray to. Did it console her or terrify her now? Did she have enough time to remember believing in something?
There she was still, gun to her head, back flat on the floor, arm aching like it had been sawn off, panting like a wet dog in the heat as she noticed that he looked down at her with something far worse than vengeance—pity. She breathed in, and the unsettled feeling slowed down into her. Why was he taking so long?
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Sweet Little Sixteen by Le_Tournis
Fandoms: Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children (2016)
22 Apr 2025
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Olive was good at playing with the younger children. Better than Emma and Enoch were, anyway. Olive didn't even have to join in on their games for them to play with her. She could entertain them with her ideas, thoughts, or with a way of speaking that Emma just didn't have. Olive wasn't boring, nor would she accept to play a game she thought was a waste of time, so she would just invent a new one. And Enoch could play, thought Emma, but he chose not to. The kids liked him, even when he was distant. The boys thought his meanness was admirable, and maybe the little girls found him charming, or father-like in some strange way. And Olive was like a mother, now that Emma thought of it. What did that make her? Dismissive, cold, removed. She wasn't sure that she even qualified to be a member of their weird little family. Sometimes the thought that she'd traded in a life of emancipation for one which had stripped her away of her freedom to leave completely haunted her, even when she knew it wasn't true.
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October 1998. Phoebe comes home from a year in New York City to find that nothing has changed. Prue has the same resentment towards her and Piper's still as reserved as before. Phoebe seems to be the only one with a different outlook on life. This series of scenes follow their reunion and the ups and downs that come with it.
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14 Apr 2026