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Three souls wandered into the cold, metallic cave of the Sleeping God. This was the resting place of the Flesh, the Machine and the Divine; the Tomb of the Vessel.
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Windward Research Facility was one of the few places in the world invested in the research and exploration of artificial gods, although Sam was entirely unaware which other facilities could equally as invested in such research. Knowing that was far above his pay-grade, and probably ends with him getting executed.
He hadn’t thought it was real at first, until he’d been face to face with one.
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An AU where the Numerals and Vessel are artificial Gods created in a lab.
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The mission was simple. The Vessel of Sleep was to either be claimed by Alkaline Agency, or executed. And after countless failed attempts at cooperation, all resulting in the gruesome deaths of previous agents, peace was no longer an option.
Sixteen teams, all lost to the whim of some monster. Four gulped, hoping that, against all odds, the death toll would not raise any higher.
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Or an AU where II, III, and IV are the men in yellow suits from the music video for Alkaline
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Don’t get him wrong: III loved his mates, and Ivy himself wasn’t even that difficult to manage during his heat. He was soft and clingy and instinctive, a far cry from his usually relaxed demeanor, and sometimes would be more emotionally sensitive, but there were three of them there to take care of him. Together they made sure he was healthy and satisfied, always ready to offer food and comfort and a knot (which was III’s favorite part, of course; Ivy during his heat was so eager and always sopping wet enough to take. Even thinking about it for too long left him drooling).
No, it wasn’t Ivy himself that made heat season difficult. It was usually - okay, always Vessel.
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Ivy goes into heat, and his bfs have to help manage it. Too bad Vessel has a bad habit of keeping him to himself.
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Vessel, an eight hundred (or is it nine hundred?) year old vampire, recounts the lovers he's accumulated over the centuries.
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Ivy could never have guessed his life would end with him being used as a bloodbag to sustain a captured demon.
But through uniting with it against their captors, he and the men trapped alongside him may have the chance at escape, and a new life.
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16 Feb 2026
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"No room for hope had he, yet, none the less,
The thick-leaved shadowy-soaring beech-tree grove
Still would he haunt, and there alone, as thus,
To woods and hills pour forth his artless strains.
"Cruel Alexis, heed you naught my songs?
Have you no pity? you'll drive me to my death."-Eclogue II, Virgil's Eclogues
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“Speak to me,” he breathes, at last. He begins to hum softly, feeling, reaching out. “Speak to me as the fawns speak to the new grass, as the dew speaks to the thistles. Embrace me in the deep dark as a lover. Hold me as the sky holds the Earth.” He closes his eyes, losing himself in the crashing of the waves below, the gentle breeze that billows his cloak like a caress.
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05 Feb 2026
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When their deity chases the dying winter sun to the villages, leaving II, III and IV in the woods without His influence, they gather at His shrine for a summoning.
But not for Him.
The forest's sacred guardian, Vessel, has been left in the cold for far too long.
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road to nowhere by dark_ndan for stella_splendens, whip_bank
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“Did your old man do that?” The question startled IV, cutting through the loud shouts of the patrons.
It took a moment for him to realize who was even speaking, blinking through his swollen eye as he tried to make out the man who had sidled up next to him. He was older like the rest of them but tall and thin with a cigarette dangling from his lips.
“He’s not my dad.” IV said, staring sullenly at his coaster as nervous fingers began to rip it up.
“Your boyfriend?” The man's eyebrow quirked up as he took a drink of his beer, pale blue eyes watching IV from over the top of the glass.
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