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    “Proust believed in reenactment therapy,” Andrew said.
    “Reenactment therapy,” Wymack repeated.
    Andrew felt walls close around him. Walls he knew so well. Walls he stared at every time they strapped his limbs to the bed because Proust labeled him a ‘danger to himself.’
    “Kid, look at me,” Wymack said.
    The walls, Andrew remembered. When Proust did his fucking therapy, Andrew remembered the walls.
    “Andrew, are you telling me he–”
    “Yes.”

    Andrew tells Wymack about rehab.

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    13 Mar 2025

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    The world comes to a grinding halt for a moment when she sees something bad. Something horrific. Possibly the worst thing that’s ever happened in human or Kryptonian history.

    A solid little purple arrow, coloured in, next to Lena’s name.

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    Wherein Lena makes a realization during a private moment, and then Snapchat almost ruins Kara’s life.

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    11 Mar 2025

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    "Root doesn't smile but her eyes soften and Shaw licks her lips, feels like she could maybe say something better if that's what Root wanted. " Post ep 4x5 Prophets.

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    18 Dec 2024

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    Derek tries not to show his surprise, curiously hopeful, but still suspicious of Laura’s involvement. “Oh. How do you know my coffee order then?”

    He grins. “The cute baristo knows your order, dude. All I had to do was ask for Grumpy Flower Guy’s usual.”

    Derek huffs. “I’m not grumpy.”

    “He says grumpily,” Stiles smirks, winking.

    The sound of his own laughter surprises Derek, so yeah, okay, maybe Stiles has a point.

    “Laura said that you weren’t really into dating,” Stiles goes on, “but that uh, you uh, well you know.” Stiles’ cheeks flush a very pretty ruddy pink under the scatter of beauty marks that Derek aches to taste. Stiles turns away, towards the cooler of roses, muttering to himself under his breath, which of course Derek can hear perfectly well. “Great freakin’ advice, Lydia, ‘just bring up sex and tell him you’re cool with having a one night stand,’ okay, sure, that worked fucking beautifully.”

    “Okay.” The word is out of his mouth before Derek can even think about the consequences of saying it, something unusual for him. He wants Stiles however he can get him, it seems.

    “Okay?” Stiles eyes are wide when he spins back to look at him.

    “Yeah, okay. Let’s have sex.”

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    14 Aug 2024

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    In which there is newness, there is baggage, and there is the present moment.

    Or alternatively: In which sex proves to be both easy and complicated, should probably not be attempted on a sofa, and suddenly makes a lot more sense.

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    16 Jul 2024