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It's San Francisco, the summer of 1973. Young gay men are going missing in their dozens, and journalist Daniel Molloy wants to know why.
Of course, he doesn’t expect to stumble across the perpetrator when he just wants to get a fix. He also (quite reasonably) doesn't expect the killer to be a vampire.
Fifty years and an entire career later, he’s invited to Dubai. It’s a bad idea. Provoking Louis is a bad idea. Flirting with Armand is a bad idea.
No one has ever accused him of being risk averse.
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22 Sep 2025
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“I think he’ll come to you,” she concludes. “Each person experiences attraction and sexuality in a unique way. It is possible there’s a kind of fear there, something foreign and unfamiliar to him.”
Andrew mulls this over in his head. He thinks of Neil’s lingering gazes, of the recent reappearance of that warm blush on the tops of his cheeks. He considers, also, the inherent vulnerability of allowing oneself to be desired, and the shamelessness of desiring another. It’d make sense that Neil, both rabbit and fox, immense in his attempts to make himself minuscule, would be wary of something so terrifying.
Alternatively: On Neil Josten’s apprehension regarding his own attraction to Andrew Minyard, told by Andrew’s increasingly flustered and consistently perplexed point of view.
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01 May 2025
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Damen and Laurent break up. Nicaise brings them back together.
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It’s Simple Enough by ScornedEthnographer for ashestoashes7
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
06 Oct 2024
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With his heart racing, he turned back to the man. His face was quiet with confusion, not anger or aggression like Andrew had assumed, his eyebrows furrowing atop what were the bluest and prettiest eyes Andrew had ever seen.
(Not the fucking time, Andrew.)
This guy was still a potential threat. He had a few scars littering his face, a crooked nose from being punched one too many times, and brown unbrushed hair that was currently sticking up against the wall that Andrew had him pressed against.
“Aaron?” the man asked quietly.
“Who the fuck is Aaron?” Andrew snarled.
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10 Oct 2024
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i fell in your arms tonight (it was nice) by pingpal
Fandoms: The Song of Achilles - Madeline Miller
05 Aug 2021
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"Do I know you from somewhere?"
Patroclus was caught off guard. "What makes you think that?" Patroclus inquired, turning and facing him.
"You just seem... familiar. I can't put my finger on it."
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27 Jul 2022