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Her fingers traced the outline of the cross around her neck. Across the room, Iga finally glanced up, and they locked eyes across the distance. She nodded, once. Her mouth quirked, not quite a smile. In the two weeks she had been here, Coco had yet to see her teeth.
If Coco couldn’t hate her, she could hate the concept of her, a rival in the fight for the future of humanity. Too much was at stake for anyone to engage in a battle of ego, but Coco still felt the dangerous burn of desire, the desire to be greater, rise higher.
[Coco doesn’t want another co-pilot after Jess. Iga shows up anyway.]
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13 Jan 2026
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'“I am fine,” Novak says immediately, as if he isn't obviously being held upright by the wall alone, as if he doesn't look like he just got served up as dinner for a pack of wolves. His voice still rasps a little. “Andy, it is okay. I need just a moment and I will leave, it is not so bad as it looks.”
It takes a second for Andy to find his voice, a second more to breathe through the rising edge of panic he'd tried so hard to leave behind in Australia. “It looks pretty bad,” he says and has to pause to swallow when his tone pitches too far into shrill. “What the hell happened?”'
Or, the one where Novak is a vampire and Andy should really know better by now.
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05 Oct 2025
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“Nothing,” Will says, right into Mike’s ear. “Still feeling good?”
So good. Mike makes sure to not say it aloud this time. “I think,” Mike says slowly, heart pounding, “I need” — Will pulls back just a little, just enough for their noses to bump against each other, clumsy, and Mike bites the bullet — “one more.”
Will is still in Mike’s lap, which is maybe not very platonic of him, and the joint has smoldered its way down to the end, nearly over, all eaten up by the fire. Will swallows thickly, then leans closer, a perfect imitation of their positions from earlier. Mike isn’t sure how long it’s been, but fire has been eating away at him too, this whole time, leaving him on the brink of going up in smoke, slow and burning and so good.“Yeah?” Will murmurs, realization dawning on him, eyes wide. “One more?”
or: Mike’s still new to this whole smoking thing. Will has a few ideas.
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29 Aug 2025
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“Okay! So, usually when you’re supposed to kiss the girl she’ll give you like a signal. Here, like this.”
Will waits, eyes flitting between Mike’s. It’s a long beat. “Are- are you messing with me Mike? What’s the ‘signal?’ You’re just looking at me like you always do?”
Mike turns bright, bright red, so much so that his freckles are in danger of disappearing.Mike proposes practice kissing and Will assumes it's platonic.
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24 Aug 2025
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Will watches Mike’s face become illuminated by the candle’s glow, notes the flames dancing across his eyes, wonders if Mike could look at him like that, maybe. And then he turns his head just a bit to look at Will, and a smile as soft as candlelight spreads across his face.
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or: eight hanukkahs in will's life, seven of them with mike.Bookmarked by pickingatreality
22 Aug 2025
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the experience of everyone around you celebrating christmas except you can hit so hard oh my god