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    No one ever talks about what happens after.

    No one told Will that the monsters would never really leave him. No one told Will how being taken and possessed would sit in his stomach like a coiled-up vine. No one told Will how he'd never feel like himself again.

    No one told Will what to do, now that the worst is over and he doesn't feel any better. No one told Will how to handle the after, the in-between of not dying and still feeling dead.

    No one told Will how to feel alive, so he figures it out for himself.

    (Or; A study of how Will handles— or doesn't handle— the aftermath of what happens to him.)

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    01 Nov 2025

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    Harley had meant to intimidate Tony’s intern -that’s the only reason he wore his nice jeans with the stupid maroon shirt that brought out his eyes. He even gelled his hair, for fucksake.

    Except, the moment he actually saw Peter Parker, baby blue sweater layered over a button up, jeans ripped where the extra fabric dragged as he walked, he threw that plan out the window.

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    Harley really wants to fuck Peter so hard that he’s crying for it. He settles for wooing the fuck out of him instead, and maybe making Peter cry when the younger begs him for it.

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    01 Dec 2023

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    For as long as he could remember, Regulus knew he was going to marry a prince.

    It was sealed in his destiny, embroidered in the fairy tales the maid told him to make him sleep, so neatly sewed into his eyelids that he even dreamed of it at night. In his dreams, he was always glad and so giddy about it, up until the moment he grew up to have wants and needs and Regulus understood that there was no universe in which he could have wanted to do otherwise.

    For as long as he could remember, James knew he was going to be king.

    It was written in his blood, running through his veins as steely resolve. It was destiny chanted in royal hallways, whispered in his ears as both a promise and a warning. Since he had been able to think for himself, James had been pervaded by an ever present mindfulness of fate, manifesting in the way he talked and walked, rode his horse and wielded his spear. Lords, barons and dukes had called him heir to the throne before knowing his name, kneeled at his feet before he could know what it meant to rule. James looked in the mirror and saw a prince before he could ever recognise himself.

    Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

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    20 Mar 2023

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    Regulus wakes and finds his son on a mission to make James a surprise birthday breakfast. The two share an early morning of breakfast-making and parent-child bonding.

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    16 Mar 2023

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    “Regulus couldn't scramble over to James faster. His ears rang, his heart pounded, and his cheeks flushed, just like they did when they were nine, but this time he didn't blame it on James being dangerous—even though he still so clearly was.

    This time it was clear. But only because Regulus Black was finally kissing James Potter.”

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    Regulus Black labeled James Potter as dangerous at the small age of nine, and rightly so. The boy who ran away from things that would hurt, met the boy who had a knack for chasing after things better left alone.

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    13 Mar 2023