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"Lune."
The relief in his voice hit like a knife sliding between ribs.
He surged forward until the bars stopped him, clawed hands wrapping eagerly around the metal despite the negativity burning against his palms. Once, he would have thrown himself against the cage hard enough to crack stone. Once, he had screamed threats until his voice tore raw. Bargained. Wept. Promised anything.
Now he only looked hungry.
Not for freedom.
For him.
Lune hated the hot, awful flutter that stirred in his ribs every time Sol lit up at the sight of him.
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His legs locked tight around Cross’s waist, heels digging hard into the sensitive bones of his spine.
That was when the condom tore.
The sudden raw slide of Killer’s scorching, velvet-soft walls nearly made Cross’s soul stutter. He opened his mouth to warn him. “Killer, hey—” but only a broken, desperate moan came out, the words garbled and lost as Killer pulled him in deeper and clenched down impossibly tighter. Killer felt too fucking good. Hot. Tight. Perfect.
Fuck. Fuck.
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"I'm sorry."
The voice threads through the room again.
At his side, the child lingers—small, dim, wearing that same little star brooch, the faint circlet resting against his skull like something fragile. His hands clutch at the sheets, knuckles tight with effort, but they slip straight through the fabric like smoke. Nothing catches. Nothing holds.
He isn’t real.
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Dream, I want…” he began, faltering. His gaze flickered down for a moment before returning to Dream’s face. “I want us to… to consummate our marriage.”
Dream let out a slow breath, the words stirring a heat in him he had no business indulging.
“Nightmare,” he said quietly. “We’ve… talked about this.” His thumbs brushed lightly against the fabric at the boy's waist. He was barely bigger than when they were wed, still small beneath his hands and terribly young. “You don’t have to offer yourself to me because you think it’s your duty.”
Nightmare shook his head slightly.
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Sol sank to his knees on the steps below him with a smooth, unhurried motion, like it had been decided long before he arrived. The shift in height changed everything. The angle. The space between them. The way Sol had to tilt his head up now, golden-red gaze fixed on him from below.
Nightmare’s mouth went dry.
It was better. It was undeniably better. Something in his chest loosened at the sight, tension unwinding into a quieter, more dangerous sort of satisfaction. This was how it should be. Not Sol looming over him, not that insufferable confidence pressing in from above.
Here, like this, Sol looked almost… right.
"Oh," Sol murmured, soft and pleased, the sound dragging warm along the edges of Nightmare’s senses. "You like this."
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“You’re back,” Shino murmured.
“I told you I wasn’t leaving.” Lux set the water and fruit down and climbed carefully onto the couch, sitting beside the nest so Shino could lean against her if she wanted. “Your brothers are worried. Goth said to tell you they love you and you don’t have to hide.”
Shino’s socket prickled with fresh tears. “They’re so good to me. I have such a loving family… and I still feel like I’m too much sometimes.”
Lux wrapped an arm around Shino’s shoulders, pulling her gently against her side. “You are not ‘too much.’ They just care and worry about you. So before one of your brothers kicks my skull in for forgetting, let me feed you a little, okay? Small bites.”
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- Part 2 of UTMV Tomodachi Drabbles
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27 Apr 2026
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Alfred had a plan to date the prettiest girl he knew. Then he met her father.
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Hi Mr. Hayden,
We’re pretty sure you’ve never noticed, so you might find this funny. Over the years, a few of us have been piecing together the Rozanov-Hollander saga from your fanmails.
In mine, Ilya Rozanov was chatting in Russian in the background saying some very colorful things about someone's something.
For a second, I actually wondered if he was your secret lover. But at this point, aren’t we all just second-guessing?
or: Hayden Pike finally realizes he never actually double-checked any of his videos
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