I normally recommend one fic a week in these posts. This week, I'm gonna rec three.
Why? Because I can't choose between them.
And now I've given up trying - I'm just gonna give 'em to you, with a bit of info about each!
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'Usually when her parents send her out to play (she always has to be sent) she divides her time between flower-picking (or drawing) and observing the other kids, pretending to be Jane Goodall.'
“You guys seem really chill about all this,” observed Ben. “By this point most people are running around screaming.”
“Occupational hazard,” said Klaus.
“I’ve lost a lot of blood,” said Diego. “I’m just accepting everything at face value right now.”
'"Only I've been looking back towards where the front door is and it's not there," Brock said.
"What?!" Ash and Misty yelped.
"Why didn't you tell us?!" Misty cried.'
'"Ryan and I are the best couple," he said.
Tommy held up a fist to bump. "Sell it, man. It would be hilarious if you won." Chad left him hanging with his hand in the air'
'Which reminded her, Kara and Alex were still there, and they were both trying very hard to pretend they weren’t watching the way that Nia was very clearly staring at Brainy.'
'Because there is blood. And there is black stuff all over the floor.
And Jennifer is eyeing her like a dog does a bone, paws twitching and lips being licked.'
'He does a lot of odd little things that Sansa suspects he isn’t even aware of anymore. Things that helped him get through another day, another hour, with Ramsay.'
"I swear, all the doors in this damn house are going to be destroyed by the end of tonight," Diego muttered.
'...it started with a bandit, sword falling downwards towards Arthur’s exposed side.
It started with Merlin, leaping from behind a tree, hand outstretched, eyes gold, a wordless cry of fear on his tongue.
It started with a bandit flying through the air, and Arthur turning to Merlin with fear in his eyes.'
'Audrey and Nathan dashed into the Grey Gull, each imagining terrible scenarios. None of their fears involved Duke with a spatula in hand, staring at the bar.'
'Maybe, if he ran for long enough, he would get so hopelessly lost that he couldn’t go back to his siblings if he tried. After all, every time Klaus returned home, thought that they might become a family, he only set himself up for rejection.'
'"Fine, fine," Granger said, starting to pace. "Only my boyfriend is a Neanderthal who won't look past the end of his nose."
"Ah, perfectly understandable then," Narcissa said kindly.'
'Peter turned around and left the lab area in a calm and orderly fashion*.
*in this situation, calm and orderly means that Peter sprinted the f**k away from there, trying not to scream.
And he continued this way, all the way to the quarters where Loki was staying, slamming the door open to reveal Shuri painting Loki’s nails.'
'Peter sat stiffly on the couch, unsure of what he was supposed to do. He was too hot (but he was shivering?) and his head ached so miserably he could barely think.'
'Diego can hear his own voice, somewhere between tired and terse, and he scrubs a hand over his eyes, feels the dryness of his palm catch on his stubble.'
'"Maybe it’s not—," Ava started. A cone of flame whirled through the air. "Okay, maybe it is Mick."'
'Her lips pursed into a nearly invisible line. “And I feel obligated to let you know that Wormwood is a Wizarding name, while Honey most certainly is not.”'