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“Could you lay down with me?”
II enters Vessel’s nest carefully, mindful not to disturb anything. Once inside, he takes Vessel’s hand and allows himself to be maneuvered until they’re lying face to face, Vessel’s head tucked beneath his chin.
“What’s going on with you, sweetheart?”
“I didn’t pass out because I’m going into heat,” Vessel says quietly. “Or because I’ve taken too many suppressants.”
“Then what?”
“It’s… it’s nothing serious.”
Despite the claim, Vessel wraps his arms around him and pulls him close, tight enough to hurt.
“I mean, it has a name,” he murmurs, lips brushing the hollow between II’s collarbones. “But it’s pretty outdated. A lot of people don’t even think it’s real.”
II stills.
“My doctor said I’m developing Rejection Syndrome.”
For a moment, II doesn’t understand. The term is so old to his ears it may as well be foreign, something pulled from a textbook or fantasy novel.
"How?"
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Vessel's alpha has been emotionally neglecting him for years, and the effects are beginning to take a physical toll. II decides it's time to stop avoiding their feelings and finally do something about it.
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“I think I’ll be the judge of that,” II says, ghosting his right hand over the hard planes of Vessel’s stomach to rest the pads of his fingers along the valley of his pectorals, on the scarred skin above his sternum. It’s the gnarled remnants of an impressive blow, the sort of damage that usually leaves a man dead long before it has the chance to bestow a lasting mark.
The sight of it leaves bitterness welling in his throat like bile. The mark bears all the hallmarks of its maker—the sloppy work of an undeserving, faithless coward.
Sparing the scar one last ugly glare, II’s fingers flex briefly on Vessel’s chest, and then he plunges his hand past raised flesh and bone into the burning core of him to grasp his soul.
Wherein II reinvents The Ship of Theseus, and routine weapon maintenance becomes an ontological crisis
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“Someone got too enthusiastic, huh?” III teases, pushing down a twinge at the evidence that Vessel is a taken man. It figures. He’s too good looking and sweet not to be.
“My boyfriend likes to, y’know.” Vessel gestures at the marks adorning his throat. There really are a lot of them, and the longer III looks, the less he sees humor in the situation.
“Mark his territory?”
“You make him sound like a dog pissing on a tree.”
“More like a dog gnawing on a bone,” III jokes, but his heart isn’t in it. “You have to admit that this is pretty intense."
“He’s just being an alpha about it."
III wants his concern to be rooted in misplaced jealousy, but that sounds like it was taken from his mum’s old playbook.
When Sleep leads III to Vessel, he can't help but wish for more than a platonic pack bond. Unfortunately, Vessel already has an alpha. An insecure, jealous, rude little alpha, that clearly has no idea how to act or treat his packmates.
III never used to believe in the competitive posturing his fellow alphas put on, but maybe what II needs is for a real alpha to show him how it's done.
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- Part 2 of Receive Verse (A/B/O AU)
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“I’m doing you a kindness by keeping myself covered." II does not deserve to see the face of his old friend desecrated. It is better he keep the memory of his last glimpse of Vessel untarnished, and remember him as he was, not as he is. Vessel had been bloody, then, dragged thrashing through the living forest of the Host, but at least he had been human. “Not many can look me in the eye without flinching.”
“I’m not like most,” II says boldly. His shortswords flash in the dark. “I do not flinch from anything.”
His unflinching confidence is one of the things Vessel most admires of him. To II, fear had only ever been another enemy to conquer.
“I will give you one last chance. Remove your cloak and come quietly, or face the edge of my blades.”
Fighting is not an option.
He runs.
Once, Vessel was the First Prince of House Veridian, destined to usher Arcadia into an age of glory with II, his bondmate and personal guard, by his side. Then he was captured by The Feathered Host, and everything he thought he knew was stripped away.
Now a member of the Host himself, Vessel struggles to reconcile what he is with where he wishes to belong.
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“Can you even call yourself an alpha at this point?” III reaches down to grasp at Vessel’s cock, stroking it between his thumb and index finger until Vessel is gasping and bucking into III’s hand. “Look at this little thing.” He looks conspiratorially at IV and adds sotto voce, “Can you believe he used to be able to split me open on it? It isn’t even big enough to be a proper mouthful now.”
“III!” Vessel bites off his name like a curse, his flush spreading down to his chest. Despite his tone his cocklet kicks in III’s grasp, dribbling precum like a leaky faucet.
“It’s alright, Vessel. It’s not like you’ll be using it anymore, anyway.”
The process of bitching an alpha is a long and taxing one. From the perspective of a beta like IV, it seems needlessly cruel. But Vessel is an eager participant, and IV just needs to be reminded of this.
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Ray’s never met Mikey’s brother even though he has heard a lot about the guy. Now, they’re going to be roommates.
Ray doesn’t know how much baggage Gerard comes with (or how much of it he’s willing to carry), but he’d do just about anything for Mikey. If that means helping out his reclusive, weird brother, then so be it.
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05 Oct 2026
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A flyer pinned to the community bulletin board at Frank's favorite dive bar reads:
TATTOO TAP-OUT. $350, ARTIST'S CHOICE. I'LL INK YOU 'TIL YOU CRY. (8 HRS MAX). SHOW UP @ MXRDER SCENE TATTOO & LET'S DO THIS.
He tears it off the board and stumbles outside with a half-empty Schlitz. To drive home sober is but a suggestion.
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OR, a weird middle-ground between a bottle episode and a dialogue study, in which Gerard Way is a tattoo artist and Frank Iero is an ink fiend willing to take eight hours under a needle in exchange for... well, he isn't sure.
Spanning a year's worth of tattoo appointments-- trending toward mutual therapy sessions-- and the occasional adventure, Frank and Gerard bond over croquet teams, missing cats, deep fears, and the belief that a city can shatter a heart, but the right person can put it back together again.
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11 Sep 2026
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We Could Call It Even by fakeplastic_sleaze
Fandoms: My Chemical Romance, evermore - Taylor Swift (Album)
01 Jan 2026
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Post-grad with little to show for it, Gerard returns home for the holidays. An unexpected run-in with an old flame derails his December. Spurred on by his brother, encouraged by a fatal dose of wintertime nostalgia, Gerard confronts a mess of feelings that never really went away.
i.e. a fanfic inspired heavily by 'tis the damn season because my music taste knows no bounds and i WILL write an mcr au based on a taylor swift song :)
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08 Sep 2026
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Gerard had welcomed something dark and terrible, he was little more than a puppet of blood and cells and calcium to it, and he had no way of forcing it out.
He let it consume him.
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Gerard Way has a gift, a sixth-sense. Mikey Way loves ghost hunting. A typical EVP session goes terribly wrong, and Gerard is left without his soul. Mikey tries anything, everything, to get his brother back-- Even abandoning him at a speed dating event, a force of sociability, where a chance-encounter with Frank Iero takes Gerard deeper into the world of spirits and unfinished business.
Frank has a dead best friend. Gerard only feels real when the dead are near.
Both are haunted.
Together, they might be able to do something about that.
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07 Sep 2026
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A Beginner's Guide to HTML and CSS on AO3 by the_untamed_poet25
Fandoms: No Fandom, Fandom - Fandom, AO3, Original Work
05 Oct 2026
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You've seen it. A fic formatted like a classified document. A chapter that looks like a real social media feed. An interactive game, somehow, inside an AO3 work. You clicked the kudos button. You thought: how.
This is the tutorial that answers that.
A beginner-friendly guide to HTML and CSS on AO3 — no prior coding experience required. By the end of this series, you'll know enough to write formatted fics, build your own workskins, style your entire AO3 interface, and maybe make something that makes other people stop and think how.
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- Part 23 of Izzy's HTML & CSS Experiments
- Part 2 of HTML/CSS AO3 Skins & Tutorials
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03 Jul 2026