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"I am very good at…the falling in love part, trust me when I say," Nikos chuckled with a smile, and if Abolish hadn't been facing away from him, he would've seen the fiery one blush at the implication. "But I do not have it in me to give somebody everything they want, it seems."
"I'm sure there're plenty of people out there who just want you and nothing else."
or; A cozy morning after at the forge in which Abolish realises that he and Nikos aren't so different after all (they're both autistic and aroacespec and have no idea those words exist)
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Abolish is probably autistic, but he'll push himself to the ends of the earth to prove otherwise, even if it worries Pyro sick and only makes him more frustrated and argumentative. Another last-minute shift change at the gay bar he works at might just be the last straw. Afterwards, Pyro will be there for him like they always are, but why does everything have to be so much harder for him in the first place?
It just isn't fair.
"Everything I do to push myself only breaks me."
(Sequel bonus fic from my VSMP gay bar AU: A Home For Us Monsters - can be read as standalone!)
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- Part 5 of VSMP Gay Bar AU
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Drift is stuck bat form, Cleo helps her get out
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With no more fear of dying, Drift returns to her hometown and confronts her prime suspect in the orchid killings.
Heyyy so this is a 3 page comic but I am about to post a fic with the same premise of Drift being homoerotic with the orchid killer so I am posting this here first for context. Enjoy! ^_^
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- Part 1 of BloodOrchid
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"Mm," Aimée hums, then hooks a finger underneath the knot at Drift's throat, "Tell me Drift, what is it like, drinking blood?" she pulls lightly on the cravat, and Drift does not resist, her eyes going wide and her pupils blown.
They flick down to Aimée's neck for a moment, then Drift turns her head away, "Well, most things turn to ash in my mouth these days so it's mostly just a relief to drink something that doesn't make me want to retch."
Aimée lifts her hand to Drift's face, trailing her fingers along her jaw before cupping her cheek and turning her head to face her, "No, no—I meant, what is it like to drain someone's life from them? Do they struggle at first, then slowly surrender as they grow too weak? Can you feel their heartbeat shudder and panic, uselessly pumping their blood down your throat?" There is a flush dusting Aimée's cheeks, and her own heartbeat has begun to eagerly dance in her chest, "I myself love to watch the moment when they realise it's too late, that they are going to die, that their body is failing them—the rage and indignance in their eyes falling away to despair, and then resigned acceptance. How does that feel, cradled in your arms? Oh, how intimate it must be!"
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- Part 2 of BloodOrchid