Wingless_Thing



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    Daniel asks Louis if he's sure when he first suggests it. He asks him again a few days later, to see if he's changed his mind. He makes a psychic collect call to Lestat, of all people, and asks if he's sure. Asks Armand if he's sure when he accepts the invitation, when they're packing, when they're on the way to the airport. When they're walking up to arrivals, Armand’s grip crushing Daniel's fingers, Louis smiling at the back of the crowd with his hands in his pockets, casual as anything, like they do this every day.

    They're all sure and sure and sure, so Daniel lets Louis pull him in with one arm, Armand with the other, and hug them both while a planeful of tired New Yorkers filters out around them into the muggy bayou dark.

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    03 Jun 2026

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    Daniel is sprawled out across the bed, loose-limbed and lazy, somehow filling all the open space it has to offer and leaving Armand to nestle into the gaps. His cheeks are flushed, blood pooling like it knows what comes next. Maybe it does. Armand was reading about classical conditioning the other day. About dogs who become accustomed to getting food when their handler rings a bell.

    Perhaps Daniel is the dog, Armand’s teeth sharp bells reverberating in his veins. Or perhaps Armand is the dog, Daniel’s blood a song rattling in his ears. He has been a dog before. He runs his tongue along the bow of Daniel’s collarbone, gathers the salt-sweat there and imagines what it tastes like because Daniel does.


    Armand remembers he loved Daniel, once, and that Daniel loved him. Or a version of them did, at least. It isn't his intention to go back to that, but it's not not his intention, either. Such is the prerogative of an immortal: to hold two contradicting desires simultaneously. If nothing else, it passes the time while he waits for this miserable interview to end.

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    03 Jun 2026

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    And look: this whole thing could probably be resolved with a single honest conversation. He’s sure that with a little communication they could all manage to come to some arrangement. In fact, Patrick is pretty certain that he could fix their marriage himself by finally getting them both into bed at the same time. But Art is extremely reticent to voice what he actually wants, and Tashi can’t do anything without making it into a game, so here they are, each sneaking into Patrick’s bed and pretending that they’re mad about it.

    Patrick has no problem voicing what he wants or being direct. He wants Art. And he wants Tashi. If they could get their shit together and realize that they both want him, too, he’d probably be the happiest man in the goddamn world.

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    02 Jun 2026

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    “I thought it was you,” BJ quipped with his eyes sparkling like he wasn’t taking every ounce of air out of Hawkeye’s lungs. “Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, huh?”
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    It's 1967 and Hawkeye Pierce is having several concurrent mid-life crises.

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    10 May 2026

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    Hawkeye gets a letter from Trapper. It's all downhill from there for BJ, particularly when he and Hawkeye are sent out on an ill-fated supply run.

    BJ stands carefully, adjusting his helmet on his head as walks around to inspect the damage. Both the front tires are burst. They only have one spare. “Damn it,” he says. “Bad news for your blisters. Looks like we’re walking.”

    Hawkeye doesn’t reply. He doesn’t come up from behind the jeep, either.

    Alarm bells ring in his ears. Something’s wrong.

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    08 May 2026