Ginevera



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    From closer, it’s clear that Minho is about his age. He’s handsome— very much so— in an untouchable sort of way. Straight nose, sharp eyes, a defined cupid’s bow. He looks sculpted rather than born. Jisung might shrink under the weight of his presence if the situation were different.

    Knowing that Minho is dying ruins the illusion of perfection.

    Jisung answers an ad online reading: "I'm going to die, but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I don't want to do alone."

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    “Fuck.” He mumbled, not able to stop him. “This is the ugliest sweater ever. There goes my winning streak.”

    “Excuse me?” The man asked, staring at Jimin. 

    “Your sweater is going to win.” Jimin said, trying to accept his loss and behave like an adult. 

    “My sweater will win what?” The man looked confused. 

    “The ugly Christmas competition.”

    It was only now that Jimin saw the man’s face, looking confused and almost hurt. “Ugly sweater competition?”

    Dread ran through Jimin. “You don’t take part in the competition?” He stuttered, blushing furiously and wondering how to rescue the situation. 

    “I had no idea there was a competition. My grandmother made the sweater for me.” 

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    A series of standalone warlord fics with Geralt/Eskel/Jaskier as the main pairing, and a heavy emphasis on trauma and healing

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    “I’ll help. Got leave Price’s been hassling me to take. If you’ll have me, anyway.”
    Johnny looked at him like he had gone mad, and Ghost resisted the urge to fidget. Few people could throw Ghost off his game the way the Sergeant did, but the surprise on the man’s face did something to his stomach that he decided not to think about. “I- uh. You sure, LT? It’s a lot of work,”
    Mother MacTavish said something again, and Johnny pulled his phone back to his ear, still watching Ghost as if waiting for him to deliver the punchline of one of his terrible jokes. “Yeah, I’m still here, sorry Mam. I, uh, might have a helper. Would it be alright t’ have my uh, Lieutenant come help?”
    More chatter. Johnny’s mother sounded… loud. But Johnny grinned. “A-aye, that one, Mam. Aye, alright Mam, we’ll see ya then. Get th’ guest room up?” The response was distinctly scolding, and Johnny bit his lip to suppress another smile. “Aye, love ya too. Tell the girls hi for me, aye?” When the call ended, Johnny set the phone down on the cot beside him and looked at the masked man still standing awkwardly in his room. And he smirked. “So, LT. You ever worked with sheep?”

    Oh yes. He had made a terrible mistake.

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