Vertebreaker
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we'll forget the past, but maybe I'm not able by Vertebreaker
Fandoms: The Walking Dead (Telltale Video Game)
07 Jul 2025
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"Wait, did you find AJ?" Gabe asks with an expectant tilt of his brows.
"YOU LOST AJ?!" Sarah calls out with shock, Clem lost the toddler??
"Who's AJ?" Duck speaks, oblivious.
— . . . Or, what would happen if three different people who knew Clementine in three very different parts of her life found themselves pulled together and then finding her again?
In a universe where Duck, Sarah, and Gabe do not die, they become respected officials of their respective communities, and come to Castle Violet to establish communications, not knowing they will find an old friend of theirs in this small juvenile community.
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syzygy: the nearly straight-line configuration of three celestial bodies by amidnightsurgery
Fandom The Pitt (TV)
29 May 2026
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although the first two fics for this series are barsantos, it is garsanshimi end game!
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“Said patient” is a surly teenage girl wearing a My Hero Academia T-shirt, purple glasses perched on the tip of her nose.
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"It's close to 10PM, they both have work in the morning, so she's about to quit the app and turn off her phone when she sees a random post from a random person that she's sure she's never followed before.
It just says 'strapwarming'. No context, no explanation. The poster was not worth noting. Just that one word, but the effect to Baran's gut is akin to an uppercut.
The thought of a strap inside her, unmoving and unrelenting for hours, with Trinity's low groans and pants reaching her ears while she sits on top of them and doing nothing makes her feel a little insane."
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It didn’t help that what once was a light shower became a downpour over the dance floor. Large droplets fell from the sky, lit up like crystals by the flashing lights. Red, then blue, then purple, then green.
Baran could see Santos’ hair clinging to her neck and her cheeks as she moved. She could see water droplets falling from Santos’ hands and arms as she reached up to pull Garcia down into an aggressive kiss. She could see, as hard as she tried not to focus on it, Santos’ light-colored dress start to melt and cling to her skin—how the fabric became increasingly translucent by the second.
That dress...
Or, Baran Al-Hashimi says yes to a rare night out with the PTMC ladies (+ Whitaker), but spends the whole night admiring Trinity Santos from afar.