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“Need bloody lube, you cunt,” Damon gasped out. Been far too long since he’d done anything like this. “And let me.”
“Wh–” Graham sputtered indignantly from across the room, already rummaging in his suitcase. He padded back slowly, his hard-on bobbing with every step. Getting on the bed on his knees, bent horribly to carry all his weight, he gave Damon his best puppy eyes. “It’s been so long.”
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February 1997.
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26 Jun 2026
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something to do with luck by belishabeacon (ladymemebeth)
Fandoms: Blur (Band), Music RPF
23 Jun 2026
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"Those things'll kill you, you know."
"Yeah," he agreed. His shrug shifted into a vague gesture toward the vape in your hand. "But at least I don't look like such a twat."
It didn't seem as though Damon needed much help looking like a twat these days.
(abbey road studios, december 2025.)
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23 Jun 2026
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One of those nights, then. Doesn’t have to mean anything.
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03 May 2026
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“Mark?” Jeremy lets the alcohol do the talking, before he has a chance to really examine the idea in detail. “I might have a plan, a way for you to get out of the wedding.”
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05 Jan 2026
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let the birds nest there instead by docnoctem
Fandoms: Gorillaz (Virtual Band), Blur (Band)
19 Apr 2026
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Sometimes when he thinks of Justine, and of Graham, and of the tarry pit in him that grows bigger each year for want of a black-eyed songbird, a nursemaid, a brother, a soul shared in the empties of his cigarette pack wondering what it’d take to feel whole, he’ll indulge it— tuck his head into the crook of Jamie’s neck and call him names, charcoal-stained nails scratching at his scalp. It feels good to be wanted by someone who hasn’t stopped yet. It feels good to be at the start. It would be best, Damon thinks, if life were to happen only in starts.
Damon and Jamie's shared flat, 1998. Musings on endings and beginnings, in that order.
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20 Apr 2026