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Ominous red light pours through the room, slanting in through high, narrow windows and reflecting off the dark chains that hang from the ceiling. Pete's shoulders ache from the harsh angle of his arms, cuffed around the concrete pillar at his back. His body hangs forward, bruised and exhausted. The metal is digging into his wrists.
When Pete was eight, his grandmother had taught him how to kindle a fire. Building a nest of soft wood shavings and twigs, lighting the spark, giving the fire your breath. Then slowly, slowly adding more wood, careful not to smother the flame. Fire needed air; it would die if it was covered, hidden.
Pete didn't want to die.
Eight-year-old Pete had wanted to touch the fire.
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Or, Pete knows he's looking for trouble when he infiltrates the minor family compound.
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“Wha!—Sherlock, what the bloody HELL are these?” John’s voice carried through the flat.
Sherlock huffed and tugged the bedcovers further over his head. John was shouting again. He seemed to shout most often in the kitchen, particularly in the mornings, when he first comes down from his room. Perhaps there is a correlation. He should experiment.
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A short ficlet that is becoming less short... Sherlock works on an experiment that John discovers all over his breakfast the following morning. An argument ensues, after which Sherlock is puzzled by emotions. Don't worry, he figures it out eventually.
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He looks lovely when he laughs, Laurent thinks. Such a rarity, and an entrancing one at that.
But no, it is not so rare; Laurent sees Nikandros laugh all the time. Especially, almost exclusively, with Damen. They have a sweet, boyish familiarity with one another in private that speaks to years of camaraderie and friendship.
It is because Laurent is the one responsible for Nikandros laughing. That must be what has Laurent so flustered at the sight before him now. Achieving this reaction from Nikandros causes warmth to bloom in his chest; his midsection tightens, and he cannot look away.
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To Etch an Oath Upon Your Skin by tardigrape
Fandoms: Last Binding Series - Freya Marske
22 Aug 2024
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His name was Harold Baltimer, he was a friend of Robin’s from university, and he was fast becoming the person Jack hated most in the world.
Jack gets jealous about Alan, and then he does something about it.
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27 May 2026
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There is a cost to existing as an undead with a mind of his own; Occtis finds that his cost is a hunger for blood, one he tries to ignore until he has no other choice. In the Eternal Night, there are few living things to serve as prey, and the hunger does not subside just because he wants it to.
Enter Julien, who has little patience with Occtis' struggle over his newly monstrous hunger.
AKA the AU where Occtis is trying to do ethical vampirism and Julien is having none of it, because Occtis is starving himself and Julien has SO much blood.
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25 May 2026
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“We would like to offer our sincere condolences regarding the passing of your husband,” Ethrand states in a lofty drawl.
Julien sees Aranessa’s jaw go taut. “Thank you for thinking of us in our time of mourning,” she grates out.
“Of all Houses, House Tachonis would never seek to downplay or invalidate the importance of a mourning period. However, certain circumstances warrant a loosening of the proscribed timelines.”
Julien’s jaw falls ajar. He can't possibly mean...?
“I fear I fail to understand you," Aranessa hisses. "Elaborate.”
“All this recent unpleasantness was the consequence of years of unfortunate misunderstandings between our two houses. In contravention of what one might expect, I am pleased to say that I am here with an entreaty of peace.”
Aranessa allows a long silence to transpire, one that seems to make even Ethrand uncomfortable. “I will hear the details.”
“In exchange for a lasting peace, we only seek to solemnize this new alliance with a vow.” Ethrand smirks. “Accordingly, my father offers you the hand of my brother Occtis in marriage.”
Julien looks down at the rug. If he doesn’t look down at the rug, he’s going to start shouting.
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And suddenly, filling his entire screen, Rozanov was grinning into the camera with a row of bloody teeth. His lip was split. When he wiped his mouth with the back of his bare hand, it came away streaked with red. He spat the rest onto the ice with an awful smile and a wink before getting to his feet.
Jane: Can you stay in the dressing room?
Lily: Are you asking or telling?
Jane: You hate being told what to do.
Lily: Not when it's you
Jane: Stay.
Jane: You looked really fucking good taking that hit.
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