Despite the fact that the picture is old and eyes/wigs have changed since then, I really liked getting my Megus together back in the day!
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Despite the fact that the picture is old and eyes/wigs have changed since then, I really liked getting my Megus together back in the day!

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
Petrichor.
The word travels round and round Darcy’s head, unravelling and weaving itself back together. The scent of warm pavement after the rain.
There is no rain in the safehouse. No concrete.
Notes:
For miin.
For Miin, who wanted fluff, cuddles, and hot chocolate. My brain has been kicking my ass and focus is at nil, so it took a fair bit longer to write this little ficlet than I had hoped.
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pretty sure the only reason she posted that was because she saw all of the #JUSTICEFORMEREDITH posts and just gave in
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Red and the Wolf : Steve/Darcy One Shot
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Summary :
There are wolves in the woods, Stephen knows, with sharp teeth and golden eyes. With a mournful song to call down the moon. But still he slips among the trees, lets his feet stray from the well worn path. The wind carries the bite of winter as it tears autumn leaves from the trees; the shadows of trees hide patches of frost from the sun's warmth.
“The wolf is carnivore incarnate and he's as cunning as he is ferocious; once he's had a taste of flesh then nothing else will do.” ― Angela Carter
A retelling of the fairytale 'Red Riding Hood'
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