just gonna leave this here... it might be a hint... xoxo💋
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just gonna leave this here... it might be a hint... xoxo💋
god, your latest fic literally has me frothing at the mouth frfr
what other wips do you have hiding away that i can look forward to? 👀
hejdjksjajs tiff ur literally the master of fic u spoil me and i love u
currently cooking in my kitchen is the erejean 3some (she’s working ok there’s a lot of logistics here), new chapter of much ado ab nothing/plug!eren (haven’t quite decided if there’s smut there or not), and i literally have like 3 more chapters of my oc x reiner fic to throw on ao3. but honestly????? i wanna branch out
might use this long ass flight home to saunter on over into gojo or levi territory bc they’ve been keeping me up at night
EH? WHISKERS TOO LARGE? NO SUCH THING!
THEY’RE LESBIANS, CONDUCTOR.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 6/12 Fandom: Check Please! (Webcomic) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek "Nursey" Nurse/William "Dex" Poindexter Characters: Derek "Nursey" Nurse, William "Dex" Poindexter Additional Tags: minor/background appearances by the rest of the SMH team, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Friends to Lovers, idiots to lovers, Rivals to Friends to Lovers, technically mostly canon compliant?, or canon adjacent anyway Summary:
The first time Derek Nurse’s shoelace was tied to someone else’s was at Andover.
It was a prank, of course. It was a nearly universal experience among high school students that someone would devise a clever plan to tie their shoelaces to someone else’s without being caught. If the person was lucky, their shoes were tied to those of a crush. If they weren’t, they’d be tied to a rival or enemy, or generally unpleasant person. Of course, if the crush didn’t respond well to the situation, it could be pretty unlucky that way, too.
The universe devised a method for identifying people that are exceptionally compatible as friends or romantic partners and high school students immediately rendered it useless.
At least until people matured enough to not find it amusing to make others think they had found their soulmate. Which apparently would be after college.