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Ilya’s hand wraps around his bare wrist and squeezes. Shane barely stops himself from collapsing to his knees.
The pressure lights up every receptor of his touch-starved nervous system, wrenching a small, pained noise from the back of his throat. Every muted sensation comes flooding back so intensely that it almost hurts. He needs Ilya to hold him down until there’s nothing inside him but quiet. He wants to sink into him and disappear.
It takes Shane an entire beat to remember where they are. Fighting against the fog in his mind, he manages to drag his gaze up to meet Ilya’s.
There’s a slow-dawning horror and understanding on Ilya’s face.
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Or: Shane is in subdrop after their encounter in Vegas. Ilya fixes it.
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25 Dec 2025
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Stiles and Derek broke up. But that wasn't even the worst part. They were both so stubborn, and too in love with their apartment to move. Thus began the war to see who could make the other move out first.
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09 Sep 2025
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In which everything is the same, except that Art is worse.
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Watching Patrick serve, the ferocity in it, how alive he still felt across from him—no, Patrick isn’t dead to him, and Art isn’t dead inside at all. Miraculously, Patrick has managed to harness that spirit still flickering deep within, the one that’s been wilting, that dying spark.
Afterward, in the hotel room, there’s a shift.
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Cardan hasn’t seen all sides of Jude Duarte. The thing that differs from his and most everyone’s understanding of her, is that he knows it. Knows she’s more than just a human girl who got lucky, knows that the danger of her isn’t that she wants the king’s favour, but that she doesn’t care for it.
And yet, it’s somehow still a surprise when he felts the point of her dagger at his throat again. If nothing else, he hadn’t thought she could move so quietly. They pause there for a moment, the king on his balcony, the Queen in the shadows behind him. A decanter of wine rests on an elegantly wrought table where he had been about to indulge.
A shame he hadn’t started sooner.
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11 May 2024