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“My darlings,” she whispered, her voice a breathy thread of sound that seemed to fill the quiet room.
They both stilled, looking down at her, an image so composed it might have belonged on a magazine cover — one that, had she seen it on a store shelf, she would have passed just a bit too quickly. Here, however, she hoped to drown in it.
“My darlings, please.” Her chest heaved as she looked from one to the other, imploring them to understand. “I don’t—” She swallowed. “I don't want to be anything but yours. Just… be my husbands. Make me your woman tonight.”
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“You’ve turned him into a very cooperative creature tonight.”
Catherine’s eyebrow lifted, her hand never straying from its steady, rhythmic comb.
“That’s a rude way to describe our husband, Aldo.”
“I mean it fondly,” he said, gesturing with his glass. “Look at him.”
Catherine did. “Hm,” she murmured, almost thoughtfully, though Aldo could swear he heard her breath hitch.
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It was too pure. Too soft. And Aldo, ever the skeptic, couldn't stop himself from reaching for the scalpel of his own tongue. -
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A collection of B99 oneshots mostly featuring Raymond and Kevin.
Violence in chapter 4!
Very mild smut in chapter 6!
Mild dub-con in chapter 12!
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Aldo has never really been one to think much about penance.
“We honor God in a multitude of ways,” he’d told Thomas once. “I agree that discomfort is useful. We learn to turn away from our sins and commit to do better. I don't understand what mutilating yourself in His name is meant to accomplish. We were not put in this world to suffer, Thomas."
Thomas had been quiet for a long time. "It is a different thing, though," he'd said finally. "You will agree on that much at least. Self-harm is a sin. Self-flagellation has a place in doctrine."
Aldo had winced. "Next thing you'll tell me is you've joined Opus Dei. You don’t think confession is enough? Prayer?”
“I think mortification of the flesh has its place,” he’d said absently, eyes faraway.
“Does it serve a purpose, though, apart from hurting you? Does senseless pain really bring you any closer to Him?”
Thomas had barely flinched. Aldo had felt possessed by the urge to grab his jaw and direct him forward, look at me, look!
“We must repent, Aldo,” he’d said simply. "By whatever means necessary."
He’s always thought Thomas did enough repentance as it was for the two of them. He thinks he understands better now.
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28 May 2026
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From the moment he first stepped out onto the balcony in St. Peter’s Square as Innocent XIV, Vincent Benítez knew that the days of his papacy were numbered. And yet, when a costly mistake forces him to resign, he doesn’t come prepared for the grief the loss of his office causes him.
Thomas Lawrence naively liked to think that he wouldn’t live to see the end of Innocent’s papacy. He never could have imagined that he, of all people, would be the one responsible for it.
Lost and with their hearts filled with both guilt and unexplored desires, they struggle to navigate the shambles of the life they knew. They find refuge in a place where they least expect it – an old, ramshackle farmhouse in the middle of nowhere, that’s just as desperate for love and forgiveness as them.
Or: The one where Vincent and Thomas get the retirement they both deserve and finally allow themselves to love each other.
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04 Apr 2026
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One year ago, Thomas Lawrence left the Vatican.
Six months ago, the pope was seriously injured after an assassination attempt.
Five months ago, headlines everywhere read, “Pope Innocent XIV steps down following attack.”Now, Lawrence finds himself knocking on the door of a little old house to reconnect with the man he all but abandoned. Can broken trust (and hearts) be repaired?
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29 Mar 2026
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Sister Rosario thought she knew Pope Innocent rather well, until the impossible happens.
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When Thomas Lawrence came by the papal apartments that evening, he came, unsurprisingly, with a bundle of papers under his arm.
Vincent tried on and discarded four separate teasing comments about it, but didn’t get to decide on one before Thomas silently handed them over, and he realized they were newspapers, opened and refolded over the weekly comics, his favorite. Three of them, one for each week he’d been away.
Ah, he thought, with the feeling of a sudden hard deceleration in his chest, the press it put on his heart. Ah. All right then.
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03 Mar 2026