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“Be still, Doctor. I would hate to cut you by accident.”
Dottore snickers. “Only on purpose, then?”
Pantalone indulges him with a knowing smile. “You, of all people, should appreciate the beauty of precise knifework.” His thumb smooths over Dottore’s pulse before he cups his hand and feels the ripple of a swallow against his palm. “Be good for me, and I’ll make it good for you too.”
Dottore has returned from Nod-Krai. Pantalone claims his prize. This is the fervour of long-distance romance.
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- Part 7 of A Hundred Visions and Revisions
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06 May 2026
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Following a row of circumstances that might or might not be Soaps own fault (they totally are), his family now thinks him and Ghost are dating and expect him to bring this boyfriend of his along to his cousins wedding.
So really what other option is there than to bother Ghost into coming along to Scotland with him and pretend to be his boyfriend? Not like his crush could get any worse, right? (wrong)**
Soap opened his mouth again and rushed it all out in one single breath. “Ineedyetobemyfakeboyfriendforthenextfewdays.”
Ghost blinked at him slowly. “The fuck you just said?"- Language:
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20 Mar 2026
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Soap's fingers fumbled with the edge of his shirt, lifted the hem to his collarbones, showing off the expanse of scarred, muscled skin. There was a red spot on his side, small flecks of black and blue already rising to the surface. Ghost's eyes diverted from the affected area of skin for just a moment, taking in the hard planes of Soap's toned abdomen, the pink slashes of healed-up scar tissue.
The urge to reach out and touch him hit Ghost like a freight train. He was tied to the tracks and the wheels were barreling right over him, making a mess of his blood and guts and grinding them into bits. Ghost clenched his fists to suppress the desire and cleared his throat, choking down his panic over the unexpected reaction.
"You're bruising already," Ghost said. "Should probably get ice on that. Sorry, I didn't realize how rough I was being."
Soap grinned. "I'm a big boy, a little roughhousing never hurt anyone."
"It hurt you. Literally."
He turned to look at Ghost then, eyebrows raised and a smirk on his face. "A wee bit of pain isn't the end of the world. I prefer it, under the right circumstances."
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- Part 1 of equilibrium!verse
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12 Mar 2026
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In the House of Daena, Alhaitham and Kaveh converge over work, their table a chaotic intersection of texts, blueprints, and meticulous notes. Alhaitham pushes Kaveh’s temper, turning their tension into a combustible force. Their scholarly proximity fractures into bickering, which escalates into a raw, urgent confrontation in the Akademiya’s bathroom, where Kaveh finally unleashes his frustration in a brutally physical and intimate encounter with Alhaitham.
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29 Jan 2026
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An ongoing series where two touch-starved men figure out how to take care of each other in ways that no military field guide ever covered. Thankfully, when you already trust a person with your life, letting them see you at your most vulnerable isn't nearly as hard as it sounds.
Non-sexual intimacy, physical touch, a little angst, and a lot of comfort.
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08 Nov 2025