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He wished for once the city would only deliver the shortest of misty rain showers instead of these panic inducing shitstorms. He reached for his phone, unlocking it with slippery fingers and cursing himself as his finger hovered over Mark Hoffman's contact. Anything was better than rain and the chilling silence he’d go home to otherwise. His phone trills for a few seconds, time dragging on like agony, until Mark finally picks up, heavy voice slurring as he answers.
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“You’re gonna have to leave town for a while,” Scott rumbles, and the beast startles for a moment, audibly closing its mouth. “I can’t kill you, and my people know about you.”
“You can’t kill me, yet you’ll hunt me, fuck me, and not even ask my name?” The beast replies sarcastically. “It’s Tyler, by the way.”
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You Are My Craving, My Fulfillment by c0ffinsleeper
Fandoms: The Dark Pictures: House of Ashes (Video Game)
02 Oct 2024
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He couldn’t stop thinking about the soldier, the blood that dripped from his hands and face as he dismembered his brother in arms, the ragged breathing that left the man's lips, the expression he held when licking the crimson liquid off his fingers. Salim wanted to join him, wanted to risk his entire life for a second of solidarity. You’re like me.
At the end of it all, and looking back on it now, Salim couldn’t understand his own fear.
He had found absolution in Jason, his most perfect companion.
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Cowboys and Angels by c0ffinsleeper
Fandoms: The Dark Pictures: House of Ashes (Video Game)
01 Oct 2024
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Jason thinks back to how badly he’d wanted to meet Salim then, something rare and raw itching at the back of mind as he thought about him, the overtly kind deeds lingering restlessly in his cerebrum. He couldn’t quite explain the fascination, but it was there...
And by the garishness of God, it’d been a swampy July evening when they’d finally crossed paths.
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He keeps shifting towards Rooster like he’s testing his chances with a rabid dog, evaluating the cost of making the wrong move. Rooster imagines snapping forward, biting into his throat like a wolf and leaving him bleeding on the ground for his troubles.
He fought off the urge to slam his face forward and worry about the headache later when Jake felt safe enough to get barely an inch away from his face. He could feel Jake’s breath, watches his lips as he throws out a shit-eating smile, and stares as he walks away with the energy of someone who’s won some sort of trophy.
Rooster won’t let him win.
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“U-Uhm, hello? Some–is anyone there?”
Robert pauses just in the doorway out of the kitchen, frowning. What the hell was Waterboy doing calling in? Everyone was dismissed hours ago.
Robert clicks the little button on the headset. “Waterboy? What’s up?”
Only then does he start slowly making his way back to his desk. The lights are all off, save for the lamp at the corner of his desk, and the warm, dim glow does nothing to help his exhaustion. “W–uh. Hey! Robert, yes–yeah. So I’m just. Well, I-I have a sort of, you know, situation.”
OR Robert's trying to finish up some late-night assignments. Waterboy is a disaster. It works out for them.
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17 Nov 2025
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After a few minutes, Robert glanced toward the showers, then back at Waterboy. "You look like you could use a cooldown. A shower might help wash it all away - literally, in your case." He grinned, the expression fond and teasing. Innocently, he kept his hand on Waterboy's shoulder, the other reaching for the front zipper of the wetsuit. "Here, let me give you a hand with that. These things stick like glue when they're wet."
Waterboy's eyes widened, his mouth opening in a frantic attempt to warn him. "W-wait, Robert, I-I don't- Hold on, i-it’s, it's not-" But Robert's voice overlapped his stutters, warm and reassuring as he tugged the zipper down a few inches. "Relax. We've all been there. Just breathe."
Ziiip.
The zipper slid smoothly at first, exposing a strip of pale skin.. And then, Robert froze. There, trailing down from Waterboy's navel, was a faint happy trail of dark hair, leading southward without any barrier. No boxers, no briefs, nothing. It made sense, in hindsight - The guy was a constant fountain; underwear would just turn into a soggy mess. But logic didn't prepare Robert for the sight, his hand still gripping the zipper tab, eyes locked on that unexpected reveal.
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09 Nov 2025
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"Please let me- t-tie you up"
He lets go, one hand still gripping the tie as he lets it hang from Herms shoulder. Down his arm.
Places it in his palm.
"Oh you want it bad. Hardly even stuttered that time"
"I do" he says it so surely. Whispered and desperate, what's a man to do?
"Okay"
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09 Nov 2025
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Robert guides him one small step forward, until Flambae stands an inch from the metal. The muscles in his back are tight, his shoulders tense. Robert half expects to be punched in the face.
But Flambae rocks forward, unguided, and presses his crotch against the mech’s waiting palm.
Robert helps Flambae work out some of the feelings he has towards the Mecha Man suit.
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08 Nov 2025
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Robert accidentally gets hit with an aphrodisiac combined with demon's blood.
Since he's relatively normal, it affects him the hardest (see; at all).More fool him, he supposes.
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