The_Orangest_Juice



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    “Feels nice…”

    Will froze. Absolutely froze.

    His hand was buried in Mike Wheeler’s hair. Mike - who was practically draped over him now - looked blissful. Borderline euphoric. His eyes had fluttered half-shut. There was a tiny, content smile on his lips.

    Will stared down at him, heart doing somersaults.

    “Uh,” Will said intelligently.

    Mike made another sound - soft, almost dreamy - and nudged Will’s hand, encouraging, needy without even realising it.

    Will’s brain short-circuited.

    💕💕💕💕

    The first time Will runs his fingers through Mike’s hair, it’s an accident.

    The second time… maybe not so much.

    Before long, Mike is leaning into every touch, Will is desperately trying not to make it weird, and the Party is very, very done with them.

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    12 Jun 2026

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    They’ll write it on your tombstone — Dave Strider, cause of death: stupid, wasted, cuddly dorks.

    (Or: John’s drunk after a party, and the concept of personal space has slipped his mind. Dave gets a lapful of Egbert, and remembers what it’s like to trust.)

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    12 Jun 2026

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    Ryland Grace does not have a soul mark.

    That alone wouldn't be too unusual. Plenty of people don't have them or develop them later in life. If that was all it was he would be fine with it. Thrilled in fact!

    No, it wasn't that he didn't have a soul mark. It's what he had instead.

    On Ryland Grace's forearm, there was a patch of unpolished hematite where a patch of his soulmate's skin should be.

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    09 Jun 2026

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    This is the first girl who’s ever asked Mike out — something he had, in the not too distant past, been terrified would never happen. And Mike just stands there, feeling like his dining hall dinner is about to crawl back up his esophagus.

    Jeremy, Saint Jeremy, nudges him with an elbow. “He’s kind of private about it, but Mike actually has someone back home.”

    Mike turns his head to look at Jeremy, expecting a knowing smile or the hint of a wink. But Jeremy actually looks sincere, which makes Mike’s eyebrows sink down, almost to the top of his nose.

    “Will, right?” Jeremy supplies, forever trying to be helpful. “He’s at CalArts?”

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    08 Jun 2026

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    “‘Course I’m okay.” Neil smiled peculiarly. “Tonight’s the night.”
    “What night?”
    He laughed, staring absurdly. “The play. The play is tonight.”
    “It is?”
    “What’s gotten into you, Todd?” He felt along his forehead for a fever he wouldn’t find.
    Todd swallowed and started to bring himself off the floor. “Just had a weird dream, I guess.”

    OR my timeloop fic where Todd gets stuck reliving the night of the play until he can save Neil

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    08 Jun 2026