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‘Hey, do you ever think about it?’ Steve asked on impulse, turning back to Eddie. He knew his voice had gone weird and intense, but he couldn’t stop it. ‘You know. It.’
Eddie’s eyes widened. He pointed at his chest. ‘Moi? Do I ever think about, like –’ he dropped his voice to theatrical levels even though they were alone in the store – ‘the terrifying mirror version of this town that exists right underneath our feet? The one full of fucking monsters that nearly ripped my guts out and caused the apocalypse?’
‘Yeah,’ Steve persisted.
Eddie studied his face for a second then straightened up a little, sticking his hands in his pockets. His voice was flat. ‘Yes, I think about it, Steve. Obviously. I think about it all the time.’
Steve leaned forward, intent. Eddie’s eyes flitted to his mouth for a second, startled, then back up to his eyes. ‘Do you have, like. Nightmares about it?’
Eddie went quiet again, staring at him. ‘Which part?’ he asked eventually.
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Post-Season 4. Vecna is dead, Max is in a coma, Eddie is out of the hospital and Steve is out of excuses to go and talk to him. Luckily, Eddie never lets social conventions get in the way of satisfying his curiosity.
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‘Proud owner of twenty years pent-up hormones and counting.’ Eddie sighed, looking up at the sky and muttering something under his breath that Steve didn’t catch.
Steve was so surprised he stopped walking. ‘What?’
Eddie loudly didn't say anything, continuing on their route. When Steve caught up to him, he was bright red in the face.
‘No way,’ Steve said, stunned. ‘You’re a virgin?’
Eddie rolled his eyes. ‘Shut up, man.’
‘No, I didn’t mean – just. Really?’ Steve asked. ‘You've really never ...?’
‘I run a DnD group, got held back in school twice, and live in a trailer with my uncle,’ Eddie said flatly. ‘What part of that screams dick magnet to you?’
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Being on the Revenge was like being cocooned in Stede’s zealously theatrical yet heartfelt personality at all times – smothered in frills and truffles and tiny little pots of something called 'moisturiser' that Ed absolutely did not understand, but really did appear to do wonders for his perpetually wind chafed cheeks – and if it was like that, then being in the auxiliary wardrobe was like being in the absolute heart of him, cuddling up to the veins and vessels that made his blood pump around. Stede was still here, even when Ed was alone.
So if that was the case, that quiet voice deep in the depths of Ed wondered tentatively, what if – what if Stede found him here, all cozied up like this? What if Stede liked it, that Ed came here alone, and what if he – what if he decided to touch Ed, really touch him, right here amid the racks of finery?
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In which Ed tries on some clothes, learns a few things about living in the lap of luxury, and makes fantasy into reality.
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‘Do you really think you need it?’ Dennis talks over him, too loud. He stops right after, a look on his face like that wasn’t exactly what he meant to say. ‘I mean, like. Grindr. Do you really use it that much?’
‘You just told me I was using it too much,’ Mac points out, mystified.
Dennis bites his lip again. Mac wishes he’d stop doing that; it makes it so hard to concentrate on what he’s saying. Is he making his eyes big like that on purpose? Focus, Mac, for fuck’s sake.
‘Yeah,’ Dennis hedges. ‘I just meant, you know. Do you really need it anymore? Like,’ he surges past the question, twisting his hands in front of him like a child caught mid-fuck up. Mac could tell him he doesn’t need to be concerned; he has no idea what Dennis’s game is here.
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5 times Mac is oblivious + 1 time Dennis is.
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Maybe it doesn’t count if Dennis doesn’t look at Mac when he says it – if Dennis buries his face in Mac’s neck, where the scent of his sweat and his nerves is strongest, where he needs to get it right. Dennis can feel it, humming under Mac’s skin. He’s almost as tense as Dennis. Or maybe it’s not fair to treat it like a competition when Mac’s the one who brought this to him in the first place, the one who makes it okay.
Whatever. Dennis is still going to win.
‘Love your pussy,’ Mac murmurs, and Dennis twitches, fingers digging into the back of Mac’s neck.
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“If you stay,” John says, almost to himself, “what’d be the difference this time?”
His thumb caresses Gale’s cheek, the callus on it catches on the stubble Gale hasn't bothered to shave in days. Gale keeps his breathing steady, letting his decision solidify inside him.
“What you asked for back then,” Gale says, “I’d give you now.”
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After the war, Gale and John build a life together.
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31 May 2026
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December 1948 to January 1949, California USA; about unnatural, irrational desires, what it means to be a man, and love. Which is all that we have.
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29 May 2026
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“Can I— can I just. Do this. Please.” Gale shudders a breath out, eyes falling shut where he presses his temple against the side of Bucky’s leg. Down here, he feels the pressure wrapped around his chest lighten up, the noise in his head drowning out and mulling flat, like his ears are full of water, like the tide is pressing him down and under. “Please.”
Bucky doesn’t move a hair. He doesn’t speak for a long time. “Yeah, Buck. Whatever you need.”
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lay oneself flat on the ground face downward, especially in reverence or submission.Bookmarked by kafkian
17 May 2026
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Shane had been up for hours already. He'd showered and shaved, then came back to bed and tucked himself under the covers, arranged them to look like he'd never left. His eyes were big and dark and too fucking awake for 6AM on a day they had nothing to do and nowhere to be.
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29 Apr 2026
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"Oh my God, what?" Shane demands, nervous now.
Ilya swears in Russian again. "Is, um. The condom."
Fuck. "What about the condom?"
"On porvalysa," he says, like he can't fucking bring himself to say it in a language that Shane can understand. Then he finally looks at Shane, mouth covered like he's a cowering dog afraid to show Shane his teeth. "It broke."Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander are twenty, on top of the world, and a little irresponsible about it. This is the crash.
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- Part 1 of Tin Roof Rusted
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23 Apr 2026