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“You’re the exception here, not the rule,” he concluded. “Either you accept that or you’ll live in grief. Or worse,” he went on, a faint laugh escaping in a quiet breath through his nose, “you’ll find yourself running up to this rooftop at the end of every shift just to get your head straight.” Samira pressed her lips together, but the words slipped out on their own either way. “Is that what you do, Dr. Abbot?” Jack turned his eyes back to her, a flicker of unease settling in. He should have known. He should have known he wasn’t immune to that gaze either. It didn’t matter that he was older, or more experienced, or that he was her superior. Samira didn’t make distinctions between people, so it only made sense she hadn’t with him either. Jack held her gaze for what felt like an unmeasured stretch of time before finally giving in. “Yeah. It’s what I do.”

I wasn’t sure which direction I was going to take, but in light of the news of Supriya Ganesh’s departure from The Pitt (I’m still hoping it’s temporary or just random ragebait), this story begins between seasons one and two and will extend beyond the second with the same purpose as all my other stories: to be a post-canon fix-it :)

Assets & Liabilities is out now!

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The laugh that had come naturally died into a frozen smile that never reached his eyes.

Rodrick straightened in his chair. Not another word from Principal Duvall reached his ears. He looked at his friends scattered among the rows of students — each one a small victory. People who’d surrounded him through all those months and who would soon be spread across different corners of the country, futures that would be built far away from him. Stories he'd hear in casual reunions that would inevitably become less and less frequent.

He wondered whether Sienna's hair would be even longer the next time he saw her. Whether she and Janis would still be together. Whether Aaron and Cady would already be married with a kid in just five years, which was one of his safest bets. Whether Damian would finally find love. Whether Glen would update his MySpace page with a picture from the top of Mount Everest or some other absurdity that only made sense for Glen and absolutely no one else.

Whether Regina would mind the distance, the fact that he'd still be living with his parents, that the technical school he'd be attending would be in Evanston because it was cheaper and wouldn't require him to pay for housing.

Whether the life he knew and loved was taking its last breaths.

Chapter 25 is out!

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Today's self-indulgent post, out-of-context spoilers from TMToaWG's final chapter:

This will only be funny to me and that's okay.

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TMToaWG now has titles for every remaining chapter and at least one paragraph written in each of them.

I’m not gonna cry I’m not gonna cry I’m not gonna cry I’m not gonna cry I’m not gonna cry I’m not gonna cry I'm crying

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me posting Ch 26 of TMToaWG:

my readers:

frank:

regina:

rodrick:

me reading the comments:

it's a mood.

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"I could kill you right now if I wanted to, you know."

He glanced down at the sword pointed directly at his heart, then lifted his gaze back to her, rising only slightly from the ground. The sharp blade brushed against his clothes.

"I know."

She arched a brow, somewhere between disdain and curiosity, studying the eyes ringed in black. For a moment, she wondered what his face looked like behind that mask.

"Your lack of self-preservation is quite entertaining."

And she couldn't see his lips, but she was certain he was smiling when he answered.

"I’m your fool, Princess," he said then. "It is my duty to keep you entertained."

Twisted Melodies will be up on my ao3 profile on August 1st!! aaa here I go again :')

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So it turns out fanfiction is that serious

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me looking at my epilogue, the first chapter of my AU, the ending of my short fic, AND the new chapter of my gadge longfic all in the same week:

i'm INSANE