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They say love is a dance for two, but she's used to dancing on her own.
Bookmarked by Spoksonrat (sandelure)
05 Jun 2026
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A small strip of private— meaning, unknown to everyone except Alfred— beach on the northern coast of Massachusetts, 42.098XXX, -70.708XXX, July 28th, 1976, approximately 12:30 PM.
“Right,” Alfred says, bitter. “Nation business, such as, fistfighting Ivan so we both forget either one of us could be the one to nuke the planet.” The only sound for a few moments is Alfred’s rattling breathing. His neck is overwarm, sweat caked to the crevices of his skin. Huffing through his nose, he says, “Sorry. I’m just stressed.”
“Clearly, if fucking you didn’t get all these thoughts out of your thick skull.” Lovino agrees.
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- Part 3 of The ‘verse
Bookmarked by Spoksonrat (sandelure)
18 May 2026
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Normally when people bothered Shane at the docks, offering them a beer made them go away. But not Daniel, or Danny, as he so often insisted on. No, it just opens a can of worms. Makes things awkward and then. . . one thing turns into another.
Tl;dr:: Life sucks, sex helps.
Bookmarked by Spoksonrat (sandelure)
26 Mar 2026
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Two years after moving to Pelican Town, William Bauer has established his farm and put JojaMart out of business. Adrift in a sea of grey, he is a ticking bomb waiting to self-destruct.
Recently unemployed, Shane Daniels is a wreck and drowning his life in a bottle. When William invades his personal space in the saloon, spoiling for a fight, fuck-ups collide—and two broken souls discover their pieces match.
Sometimes the only way out of hell is together.
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Bookmarked by Spoksonrat (sandelure)
20 Mar 2026
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"You okay?" You were aiming for casual but it comes out overly so, like you're self-conscious about it. And, a little slurred.
"Fuck off," Shane says.
You nod. Figures. Turning, you start to walk away again when he says, "Sorry."
You stiffen, look at him. He's looking at you now, managed to tear his eyes away from the shelf.
"Sorry," he says again, with such an honesty to it. "Old habits."
Three years since you last spoke, the rumour around town is that Shane's sober now. When it proves to be true, and he wants to be friends, old wounds are reopened and old habits die hard.
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- Part 2 of in the blossom of the months
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Bookmarked by Spoksonrat (sandelure)
10 Mar 2026