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    “What I’m saying, ya eejit, is we should play pretend so we can see what yer doing wrong! I play a hot Scottish lass at the bar and you play as yerself! Try to woo me into yer bed,” Soap said, batting his eyelashes at him, grinning in an extremely self-satisfied manner.

    “Woo you into bed, Johnny? Are you also playing as a slag or do you actually put out on the first date?” Ghost tried to tease and hoped it would get Soap to continue to talk about his own love life instead of focusing on Ghost’s.

    AKA Soap thinks Ghost isn't getting laid so he decides to help him out by trying to teach him his lady killer ways. Ghost plays along despite ladies not being the thing he's interested in.

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    27 May 2026

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    "Ruin me.”

    Dunk traced the other’s lips, in a desperate attempt at recognizing whether or not those words had truly left Aerion, or if Dunk’s hearing had abruptly ceased to work properly.

    “Reduce me to nothingness.” Aerion continued to say, gravely, voice now lower than he had ever heard it before. The power of his sensual rolls were now intensified, and it was impossible for Dunk to ignore what it did to him. “Until even my titles are wholly stripped of me, and I’m left with nothing but you and the touch of your sullied hands all over me.”

    Truth be told, Dunk never stood a chance.

    Or; Dunk wakes up in the middle of the night with Aerion looming over him, a dagger grazing his throat and a pair of wild eyes holding him prisoner.

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    26 May 2026

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    The mortifying ordeal of getting railed by your stuntman.

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    21 May 2026

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    "So," Daniel said, tapping his pen against his notepad, "you're telling me you're a vampire."

    "I am telling you precisely that," Dottore replied, his voice smooth as silk over steel. "Though I suspect you've already decided this is an elaborate performance."

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    Never interview a vampire.

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    20 May 2026

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    Healy didn’t have a body count. He wasn’t Jack the Ripper… or Amelia’s mother. But that’s not to say he was a saint. Blueface was dead because of him, and John Boy would have been too if Holly hadn’t stepped in.

    This may be the one and only time Healy would ever break that promise. It was almost half past ten by now, and most neighbors would be asleep. If he acted quickly, none of them would hear the gunshot or Johnson scream. It had to be quick, despite how badly Healy wanted to slow down and make that fucker suffer.

    Johnson’s hand- probably sweaty, clammy- had found a new home on March’s ankle, where his slacks had ridden up, where his knees were bent.

    Squeeze. Settle. Squeeze. Settle. Thumb-rubbing back and forth.

    “Holly,” Healy whispered, rounding the counter. “Get the gun.”
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    Or: Healy is jealous of March's cop friend and does something about it.

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    19 May 2026

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