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Mike and El broke up last summer. Will tells himself that’s a good thing.
After Mike and El’s breakup, Mike retreats into himself — and Will, despite everything, is the only one who notices how deep it goes.
He doesn’t resent him. He never has. He never could.
Even if he spent the summer trying to save a relationship that wasn’t meant to survive.
Even if some part of him feels relieved that it didn’t.
A movie night changes something between them.
They just don’t get the chance to say it out loud.
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Or: After the breakup, Mike knows exactly who’s still standing beside him. He just doesn’t know what to do about it.
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The huge forest growing all around the small house was covered lightly in the coldness aswell, the snow was sticking on the coniferous trees and hid everything completely till only some spots were still open to the cold wind.
The house got warmed up by the fireplace spending not only light to the endless darkness of what most people call home, but also the small pile of feathers laying right infront of it.
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When the hotel's away, its residents will play (aka Husk and Niffty fuck now that they've been left alone)
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Questionable Business Practices by HellsBestJanitor for Sirens_scales
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
01 Apr 2025
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Fresh Meat Sinner Valentino thought he could make a few bucks doing a cam show on the Voxnet. He never expected to catch the eye of Vox himself, and now he's going to learn what it means to be the second richest Overlords favourite plaything.
Just a silly little smut fic I've been agonizing over for a month that I wrote after a friend in a discord server said they wanted more Val sounding fics out in the wild. You can blame them for this.
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Ghost has a bad day. Soap helps.
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Ghost nods to himself when the straps are secured, then comes to Soap’s head. He grips his jaw firmly and pets over his ears, his hair, until Soap is doe-eyed and lax in his hold. “I’m going to get my examination tools now,” Ghost tells him, his voice low and hypnotic, his eyes so dark they’re almost black, unblinking. He’s so strong, his presence is enough to bring Soap to heel so easily. Soap nods dumbly, wetting his lips. “Some of the items I want to use may be uncomfortable, even frightening at first. I want you to tell me if anything hurts, or if you’re in genuine distress. Otherwise, I’ll continue my exam until I’m satisfied.” He pauses to let the words sink in. “Do you understand, Johnny?”
Soap’s mouth is so wet with saliva, his tongue so heavy. He swallows and makes himself nod. “Aye.” Ghost arches a brow. “I understand. Sir. I’ll be good.”
“I know you will,” Ghost soothes, his fingers brushing Soap’s brow, the bridge of his nose, his blushing cheeks, the corners of his mouth. Under the hinge of his jaw to make him show his throat. “You’re a good boy, I know you are.”
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August 26th, 1968.
In their final year of college William suggests something new for them to try. And that involves Henry holding a knife to his throat.