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“Shit, pretty boy. This is what you were so scared to tell me about?” Eddie was suddenly standing right in front of him, one hand on his face and another resting on his side above his hip. “Stevie, baby, this doesn’t matter to me. You’re a man. I don’t care about what you’ve got going on in your pants as long as it’s for me.” Eddie said, voice serious. Steve looked up at him, this man with wild hair and gentle hands. This man who was staring at him with such adoration it made his heart hurt.
“Eddie,” Steve whispered, eyes wet and hands shaking as he reached up to cup his face with his hands. “Kiss me.” And how could Eddie deny him that?
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Or the one where Steve is a trans man and is scared about how Eddie will react. This will evolve into a story of Eddie helping Steve become more comfortable with his body, specifically more comfortable receiving rather than giving during sex. This is a story of self-discovery and figuring out what works and what doesn't. And if these two idiots fall in love along the way, well, how bad can it be?
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Vox liked to touch. Alastor did not.
Vox is out of the picture now, but a week spent in his unfortunate company brought back years worth of memories Alastor would rather forget.
Lucifer is not Vox.
Maybe... maybe Alastor doesn't hate touch as much as he thought he did.
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AKA author is processing his trauma by projecting it onto a character he relates to
Now with art !!
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08 Jul 2026
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Lucifer's plan for the day when he'd woken up that morning had been to eat a lovely breakfast and argue with Alastor, and then probably wander around the hotel for a while until he retired to his rooms for some leisurely duck-making.
Defiling a rabidly horny Radio Demon had not been on his Bingo sheet for today, but Lucifer was not complaining.
He was just...perhaps a little concerned about Alastor biting off more than he could chew.
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- Part 2 of The King's "Wing"man
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03 Jul 2026
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He was pacing the trailer and biting his thumbnail. Luckily, Wayne was at work, or he’d have to hear about wearing a hole in the linoleum. He took a cold shower, telling himself to get a grip; he was just some guy. Chill out.
Maybe a beer and doom scrolling could distract him, but he found himself opening his messages every few minutes just to check. He dropped the phone on the couch next to him and sighed deeply. Just when he was gonna give up and go relieve his own tension, his phone buzzed.
“I’m thinking about you, am I crazy?”
Eddie nearly squealed and felt his cheeks burn with how widely he was smiling.
“Good, and yes.”
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Steve is the new bartender at Eddie's restaurant. He's annoyed at first but is quickly smitten.
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06 Jun 2026
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When a twelve year old child is brought into the Pitt beaten within an inch of her life, it becomes a desperate attempt to locate the parents of the child, only to learn from the child that he’s in fact a trans child who goes by Dennis, they learn that his parents sent him to a conversion camp because of his “condition” and that he’s no longer welcome in their home nor do they care what happens to the child anymore. Jack and Michael decide to foster then adopt the boy.
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19 Apr 2026
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Around six in the morning, Ellis expertly places a chest tube in a thirty-seven-year-old stabbing victim, and when Jack leans over to inspect it, he is staring straight into the jagged, bloody hole in Private Milton's ribcage. The lights in T2 flicker and Jack can hear the whip of heavy canvas walls as a brutal storm rips across the desert. Milton is the one Jack had no chance of putting back together but he still tried. Fifty-five minutes of rapid infusion and internal cardiac massage and then he had called it, Milton's flat, empty heart in his hand.
Jack doesn't flinch while looking into the abyss of flesh and bone but he does lie to Ellis. "Looks good. Monitor the output, grab me after CT or if he goes south."
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14 Apr 2026