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Not Marie lu dabbling in some nft project with her author gang...

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SPOILERS for Once Upon A Crime ahead

WHAAAT??? HOW ARE THEY SO CUTE???

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“Love,” Reynie said, swivelling his eyes toward her. Their eyes met, and Kate was taken aback by the look in his eyes. It was as if time slowed down just for the two of them. His voice was strangely soft, too, as he clarified, “The answer to the riddle is ‘love’.”

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Alexander: I get tongue tied around Hazel because she is so smart. Either that or I'm not used to the pressure of being taller than someone.

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daisy to pass the time

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Murder Most Unladylike as James Acaster Quotes

Daisy

Hazel in DSS

Beanie

Kitty

Lavinia

Amina in TMFM

Alexander

George in MAM

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Daisy and Amina holding hands. (I tried to keep the clothes accurate to the 30s)

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emika: i think you and I are more alike than you think

tremaine: that’s a terrible thing to say

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haha i dont know if anyone filled this out for mbs yet but:

in constance's defense she's a baby

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warcross headers

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'My world was suddenly narrowed to the three inches between our cheeks.'

Scene drawing of page 68, Mistletoe and Murder. I attempted a Wes Anderson style with this so this is not Accurate to how an actual 1930s Cambridge great hall would look. The colour palette was me winging it.

(Character from left to right: Harold, Alexander, Hazel, Donald Melling)

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She cracked a smile. "So what's your poison?"

He sighed dramatically and let the truth tumble off his tongue."Life."

"Ah," She said ruefully. "That'll kill you."

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Cresswell 💕

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Hazel Wong in First Class Murder: I do hate it when grown-ups imagine romance where there isn't any.

Hazel Wong two books later: I regret that statement.

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Sorry not sorry but I can’t get over spy Kate

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robin stevens called me out, dragged me out of my grave kicking and screaming, just to expose me like this

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the blackest day // a damina oneshot

amina el maghrabi had never been so hurt in her life. it hurt to wake up. to eat. to sleep. to live.

ever since daisy wells had fallen off the ss hatshepsut with hepzibah miller and drowned, it was like part of her had died with daisy, fallen to the depths of the ocean with her.

every single time she breathed, she could hear daisy desperately shouting for her and then hazel. and then she remembered that daisy didn't come back up. didn't give her that signature cocky smile and throw her arms around her whilst talking about how brave she was.

it wasn't fair.

she had only just realised that she had fallen for daisy. they'd only kissed once.

"you know, amina, i have to tell you something." she'd whispered cautiously, bowing their heads near each other.

"go on, daisy." amina had replied in anticipation, wondering if daisy had finally realised their chemistry.

"i find you terribly enthralling." she said finally.

amina knew what that meant.

she shook back her long, dark hair and touched her lips to daisy's softly, marvelling in the feeling of kissing daisy wells.

it was like pure static had shot through her veins. she almost fainted on the spot. daisy pulled away, a shocked look on her face. but amina knew that in reality, she was ecstatic

do come on, amina. we have a case to solve." she said, giving the el maghrabi a dazzling smirk as she walked off.

and here amina was now, looking at herself in the mirror, a single tear falling down her cheek.

oh, do pull yourself together, amina! you shouldn't be this affected, she thought, mentally reprimanding herself.

but it was useless.

daisy wells was dead.

and amina el maghrabi would never be the same.

"miss el maghrabi?" it was a butler. she held out a letter and amina took it, faking a smile when she locked eyes with the woman.

how strange. it hadn't been signed.

dear amina,

you know who this is. i'm sorry i wasn't able to reach you sooner. i'm sorry that you had to watch me fall off of the hatshepsut. i'm sorry you thought i was dead. i've been on the run recently. it hasn't been pleasant. but do you want to know what kept me going? the thought of seeing you again, amina el maghrabi. i'll be back for sixth form. when you enter the gates of deepdean, i'll be standing right there, waiting for you. i swear. i'd wait a million years if i knew i'd be seeing you at the end.

i'll be standing right there, waiting for you. i swear.

amina was a stickler for promises.

so every night before she went to sleep, she would read the letter again.

because she knew that daisy wells never broke a promise.