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Charlie Swan’s life had a routine. It was a little lonely, sure, since he and Renée had called it quits, but that was sixteen years ago. He woke up early, he worked, he helped people where he could. It was a good routine.
Until, that is, his routine was disrupted, not only by the bodies being found along Route 112, but by Dr. Carlisle Cullen, the new consulting physician on the case. Carlisle who, as it happened, also knew something about loneliness, having practiced it for well over three hundred years himself.
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15 Jun 2026
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ourgrhrh your honor they make me insane
your honor he is gonna devour this man in the full literal sense of the word
and your honor.... charlie would let him.... -
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People with no regard for others' objects, treasured or not, and just took whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted. Snatched it right off their hands without a pinch of regret to show for it. Natural talents with no skill to back it up, arrogant pricks who could barely think before they acted. People who interrupted his damned peace, snatched up his Aibō with no regard for her feelings, and just ran.
Zanka allowed himself to hate that kind of people.
A vampire, his human, and the curse of mortality befalling your nemesis.
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05 Jan 2026
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After a reckless night, Zanka finds his whole world turning upside down by the force that is Jabber Wonger, a stranger who embodied everything Zanka had been taught to denounce. Everything in his life gets redefined, leaving him unsteady and lost.
And free.
(Zanka is gonna be frustrating as hell at first, bear with me he has character development to go through!)
Edit 4/1: Please do not ask me who tops and who bottoms. I will not answer. This fic is not only about sex, there's a story being told, a larger narrative. If the most important thing to you when reading this is who tops and who bottoms, this story isn't for you. Thank you.
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After being ordered to “terminate” a certain company target, Satya makes a rash decision: to flee Vishkar and take whatever she can carry with her to the Atlantic Arcology, where Niran, eager for her company, promises she’ll be safe. But once the adrenaline wears off, reality begins to sink in–her life as she knew it is over. She’s floundering, and lost without the routines she’s come to live by.
When Niran saw Satya’s loyalties wavering, he pounced on the opportunity to both rescue his dear friend and stick it to Vishkar. Satya was the only person who ever truly understood him, and he’s been so very alone all these years without her. But when he realizes how much she’s struggling to adapt to life on the run, he begins to question how much of Satya’s “liberation” was strictly for his own benefit.
The bond they share is unquestionable. What Niran is left wondering is if that bond is what Satya deserves.
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20 Jan 2024
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"GREAT! Just great! As if this could GET any better!" Zanka bites out, seething. Of course he's stuck here, injured, in a damp, dirty cell, and of course he's stuck here with fucking Jabber of all people.
Jabber whistles appreciatively, "Man, you're in a mood today. Wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" and cackles at his own joke. Zanka's gonna strangle him. He's gonna rip out those bars with his bare hands and use them to beat Jabber to death.
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Zanka is taken by some people who want to study givers. Jabber is there too. This somehow makes everything both better and so much worse.
Disclaimer: do NOT feed my work into generative AI or I will fucking GET you.
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