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"It always leads to you and my hometown..."
Once upon a time, the planets and the fates and all the stars aligned. Through a series of invisible strings, Shane Anderson and Dawn Whittemore seem to always find their way back to each other, whether they want to or not. Will Shane ever get his shit together and let Dawn love him? Or will she always be begging for footnotes in the story of his life?
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They were only supposed to repair a rift in the multiverse together. Now Rick is accompanying Dr. Nora Reed to her sister’s wedding as her “date.” Repairing the space-time continuum is right up her alley, but when it comes to romance, Nora is as clueless as it gets. Will their mission lead to the destruction of the universe? Or worse, will Rick and Nora fall in love?
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“You look exhausted” he mumbles, not even trying to quip a joke, so it must be true. Eyes trained to where you are connected, the pads of his fingers grazing down your palms slowly and deliberately, a cooling blue magic, like creek water pooling in them, healing your cuts. “Can I help?” he asks, nonchalantly, as if it was nothing.
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02 Jan 2026
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"I am confused,” says Torse, because he is. “Why would Maxwell have a personal investment in my gender?”
“Because he-” starts Olethra, but Marya cuts her off.
“I think this is a conversation for you to have with Gotch in your own time, Torse,” she says. And then “Olethra, stop meddling. You know the rules.”
Olethra pouts. “Fine.”
Torse is barely paying attention to her. There is the palest, prettiest red flush across the bridge of Maxwell's nose, bringing attention to a small white scar on it. He doesn't know the rules that Marya is talking about, but doesn't much care, too distracted by following the pink curve of Maxwell's ears with his gaze, the way his brown-black lashes frame large dark eyes.
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27 Oct 2025
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Zood is truly a beautiful place. Torse is endlessly glad to have been given the opportunity to explore it, to see its skies and its lands, its flora and fauna. Today, bereft of any pressing action to take while the crew of the Zephyr resupply and refuel, he wanders a small forest of blue trees and red flowers, the grass soft underneath his feet. He can sense softness, now. The crew of the Zephyr have given him that - Marya, specifically, but he would not have known to ask her had Maxwell not gifted him a plush scarf, found at a Bazaar in some city. He had not told Maxwell about the extra wires she had soldered into him, but he keeps the scarf tucked under his breastplate, a token from a fair maiden.
Maxwell is not his fair maiden. It had simply been a gift. It would behoove him to remember that.
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27 Oct 2025
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Maxwell has done this before - knows the feeling of hands on his waist, of strong thighs trapped between his own, the smell of sweat and traces of cologne and cigarettes smoke and men. He's never done it with someone made entirely of cool, smooth iron, though. Not with someone who he cared to see the next morning, with someone he cared so deeply about the opinions of.
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27 Oct 2025
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Tav is in desperate need of relief. A late night escape to meet those needs in private exposes Tav to an unexpected audience. This is the risk (or reward…?) of sneaking off to masturbate while sharing a mind with The Emperor.
(Two gender variations. Chapter 1: Male Tav, Chapter 2: Female Tav. Pick your poison~)
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07 Aug 2025