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In the wake of the explosion, the ship is still and silent as death.
No words can encapsulate what they just experienced in the last few hours on that damned island, the last half hour of the hell-for-leather, nonstop race for the shore. The world is still too fragile right now for those, even if they could find any.
Or: the islanders return from Purgatory and begin to recover. Philza finds out what comes next.
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- Part 8 of No Rotten Eggs, Only Brainrot
- Part 5 of When in Hell (Do As the Devils Do)
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19 Aug 2025
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“See somethin’ you like, angel?” he drawled, new shirt left hanging open on his broad shoulders.
“Arthur-”
“Mister Smith, I mean to say,” Arthur corrected himself, palms up and out in surrender as he continued chuckling like the evil, bad, evil man he was. Charles let himself get close enough for a quick slap to Arthur’s arm with the back of his hand.
“I’ve told you-”
“Not in camp, I know, I know,” Arthur defended, his smile falling to something more serious as he took a moment to look at Charles properly, eye-to-eye. “I’m sorry, just hard sometimes when I’ve been gone and you look so…”
“So?” Charles asked, arms crossed on his chest and doing his best to look fed up with Arthur, regardless of how far it felt from the truth.
“Sorry, I can’t tell you in camp. Against the rules,” he said mockingly, his cocky grin returning.
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08 Jul 2025
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Five times the 141 takes care of Soap and…well. They’ll make it six.
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22 May 2025
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“Let’s go on a date,” Kyle said.
“Okay.”
Kyle laughed and placed a kiss on his cheek.
Price felt the tension bleed out of his body.
They were going on a date.
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Kyle and Price are sent on a mandatory leave, and Price takes it as an opportunity to take Kyle on a date, the first date the both of them will ever have with each other. Price wants it to be perfect, but of course, things go wrong. A failure of date, but the best of nights. Valentine's day fluff with my favorite boys.
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22 May 2025
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Fuck it.
Gaz slipped between the small space between Price's knees and the edge of the table, slowly shimmying across. Gaz could feel Price pause. He could practically imagine the comical slow look away from his phone to where Gaz was slowly moving to avoid stepping on his toes. The weight of the stare.
He'll blame the alcohol tomorrow even if he very much isn't that drunk.
"Fuckin' hell."
Gaz jumped at the thick Scottish accent behind him, and perhaps he was that drunk because his sense of balance escaped him. He knew he was falling before he did, and it seemed so did Price. Quick as lightning, Price moved his cigar out of the way and used his free hand (when did he put his phone down?) To grab Gaz around the waist to ease him down into his lap.Or....
Gaz accidentally sits in Price's lap at the bar. They have sex because of it. And Gaz wants cake.
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18 Apr 2025