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I unironically love how ugly this website is <3

I have no idea how anything works so I'm just lumbering around typing into a thousand different tiny input fields and clicking a thousand different tiny buttons and generally having the time of my life

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Best thing about reading "Gideon the Ninth" so far is when Gideon and I both sit mutually mesmerized by Dulcinea's bedside as she pats our hand and vomits blood into rags

One Foot Out (One Foot In)

Rating: General Audiences
Fandom: Sneaky Pete
Category: Gen
Warnings: None
Summary: A drabble based on the opening scene of Season 3, Episode 1

He sat parked in their driveway: engine off, key in the ignition, hands on the steering wheel, one foot out the farmhouse door before he’d even crossed the porch. They were pissed about things he'd pretend to have done, so he'd bought cookies.

This was a bad idea. Maybe that was part of the appeal. Maybe he could only contrive something close to an apple-pie life—there was an actual basket of apples on the porch, for fuck’s sake—if it was a terrible decision.

Didn’t they all make terrible decisions? But they still had this. Still had each other.

(Read it on AO3!)