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  1. Public Bookmark 21

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    Marty fell silent as he turned around. A bag of groceries fell to the floor, spilling some of its contents. Red apples rolled around his feet as he stared at Rust, casually leaning against the kitchen doorway dressed in his leather jacket. And nothing else.

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    22 Feb 2026

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    Simple sweet sexy. They’re in love your honor!

  2. Public Bookmark 17

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    If time is a flat circle, after all, he'll always end up in this room.

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    20 Sep 2025

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    Nice short hot. floorboards

  3. Public Bookmark 18

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    They take their respective meds, and they make dinners, and they fuck like old men, because they are. Nights, they sit out on the back porch they built together and they listen to crickets sing in the creeping darkness as the sun goes down. It’s not like they have anything better to do, not really; neither of them like to travel too far and neither of them want to move to fuckin’ Florida or something so they live a quiet, contained little life and Marty continually feels a little surprised how happy it makes him.

    Or: Rust and Marty and life after almost-death.

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    24 Aug 2025

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    Uniquely set in the present! Real good

  4. Public Bookmark 8

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    Their favorite habit since making a home together has been smoking weed in the sunroom at twilight. Marty hates how many cigarettes Rust smokes, even after cutting back. The taste is always sour on his tongue when they kiss. But he’s been respectful of the fact that tobacco and nicotine are nowhere near as bad as the alcohol and the harder shit Crash was into. Besides, the number of cigs diminished compared to what he could put away in the front seat in ’95. Marty doesn’t keep alcohol in the house anymore, thinks both of their livers are penning them thank you letters for being spared cirrhosis. Rust was lucky to dry out in a coma and is doing his damnedest to stay off that particular wagon, so the smoke takes some of the edge off.

     

    Marty spirals upwards

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    17 Jan 2026

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    This works so well. Good character writing

  5. Public Bookmark 10

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    Somewhere out there is us, and it's forever.

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    12 Jan 2026