arina_06
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
He can't leave the room. Her room. And it's all the Order's fault. Confined to a small space with only the Mudblood for company, something's going to give. Maybe his sanity. Maybe not. "There," she spat. "Now your Blood's filthy too!" DM/HG. PostHBP. Now complete with the epilogue.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 264,105
- Chapters:
- 49/49
- Comments:
- 2,232
- Kudos:
- 23,951
- Bookmarks:
- 11,370
- Hits:
- 1,920,257
Bookmarked by arina_06
29 Jun 2026
-
Tags
Summary
"You wanted power more than you wanted me dead. Don't rewrite history."
"I wanted power, and I wanted you." He grins. It's an easy, ugly grin, and she can see every one of his teeth. This is the man who held the gun against her sister’s temple. This is the man who pulled the pillow off his father’s face and went on with his day. "And I got both."
"You got a signet ring and a wife who can't stand you."
"And yet here you are."
"And yet here I am." She sets her mug down. "And here you are. In the kitchen at seven-thirty in the morning, pretending to scroll through your phone, because I kissed you the other night and you can't stop thinking about it."
—
AU where Titus didn’t die, and now they’ve got to deal with that
Bookmarked by arina_06
31 May 2026
-
Tags
Summary
“What, um,” she swallows and pushes her braid back over her shoulder with her other hand, “what are you doing?” Her voice wavers, and she hates that he might hear it. Hates that he might be able to read her mind—she’s never been good at hiding her emotions, they’re always painted plainly on her face.
“One, I need to hold onto something,” he explains, leaving no room for questions, “and two, I don’t want you to jump away from me while you help.”
“Help?” Emma slowly raises her eyes to meet his.
“Yes, help,” he says flatly, blue eyes boring into hers so intensely she’s sure he can tell what she’s thinking. “I can’t suture with one hand. I need you to be the other one.”
“I–I’m not sure I’m the best person for this,” she glances over her shoulder, looking to signal Donnie or someone who’s actually good at sutures. Her brain scrambles for an out, something to ground herself, to slow this down. “I’ve barely been here a month and—”
“And I’ve been doing this for twenty years, so you’ll be safe with me.”
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 68,738
- Chapters:
- 6/6
- Comments:
- 496
- Kudos:
- 2,188
- Bookmarks:
- 539
- Hits:
- 42,273
Bookmarked by arina_06
28 May 2026
-
Tags
Summary
“Get it together, Nolan,” he speaks right behind her. Right over her shoulder. Cold salt air grazing her jaw. “I don’t have time to babysit you.”
Series
- Part 2 of doctor shark & baby deer
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 19,075
- Chapters:
- 3/3
- Collections:
- 2
- Comments:
- 693
- Kudos:
- 6,525
- Bookmarks:
- 1,124
- Hits:
- 79,247
Bookmarked by arina_06
27 May 2026
-
in love with being noticed, afraid of being seen by italwysleadstoyou
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
10 May 2026
Tags
Summary
Jack Abbot would say that he is appropriately on edge given that it’s the Fourth of fucking July. It’s only in recent years that he’s even able to be conscious and upright on this date so by all means, he considers walking through Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center’s front doors sober and on time for shift change a fucking win. His therapist would probably disagree. He would probably say that trading in his long treasured July 4th pastime of locking himself in his cabin in the Alleghenies and sedating himself into the deepest sleep his body is capable of for a volunteer position of throwing himself into active fire and dodging bullets for sport is not the progress he thinks it is. God forbid he picks up a golf club or goes to the batting cages or any other semi-normal, well-adjusted middle aged man hobby.
Still, when he walks back into the emergency department just a little over three hours after he last left, he can immediately sense the shift in the air.
or, how it should have gone down when Jack woke up from his nap on the Fourth of July.
Bookmarked by arina_06
23 May 2026