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Unmated and Unbonded Soap, searching for a purpose in life, begins to bake sweets and goodies for all his neighbors in the apartment complex where he lives.
When a strange new alpha moves in to the apartment across from him, Soap wonders how best to approach the only man in the world who has such an irresistible scent, when he can't even figure out the man's schedule.
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Soap is this cute little fluffy omega who uses his baking to dote upon everyone, and falls in love with the brooding next-door alpha.
FLUFF - DOMESTIC BLISS - HAPPY ENDINGS - FEEL GOODS - AND SMUT. LOTS AND LOTS OF SMUT.
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22 Mar 2026
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“Who the fuck did this?” Jack roared, his voice cracking like a whip through the ER.
Nurses froze. A tech stopped mid-step. Even Dana, fearless on her worst days, halted in her tracks.
Trinity stumbled under Dennis’s weight, panic flooding her features. “Fuck—Dr. Abbot…” she breathed.
Jack didn’t wait.
He closed the distance in two strides and grabbed Dennis, hands sliding to both sides of the kid’s waist, hauling him off Trinity and straight into his chest. Dennis sagged instantly, collapsing against Jack like his bones had given up.
Jack’s jaw clenched so tight the muscle jumped. His eyes were pure, murderous fire.
Or where student doctor Dennis Whitaker loses a 6 year old patients and comes back to the Er bloody and supported by Trinity Santos. His two attendings who have been trying to get the student into their bed for weeks now, dont really take it well.
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22 Mar 2026
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Buck laughed, but his heart ticked with familiar, ridiculous nerves as Eddie tapped the folder against his palm. When Eddie looked that delighted to share something, it was usually about Chris. And when it was about Chris, it was usually about Eddie by extension—some beautifully earnest essay about bravery or soldiers, or an art project where ‘Dad’ had been rendered with heroic proportions and Buck as the guy in the corner with a goofy smile.
It was fine. It was more than fine. Buck had worked his way from the periphery of this picture, frame by frame, until he stood inside it; he could be the guy in the corner, smiling. He could be the second mention. He could be extra.
Still, the old echo stirred: not necessary. Replaceable.
Or, Chris writes an essay in class about his hero. It isn't who Buck expects.
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15 Mar 2026
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Alec has spent most of his life hiding.
That's just the way things have always been. From a young age he knew he had to hide to keep himself safe, because there were people out there who would hurt him just for being born the way he was. To keep his secret, Alec has done his best to hide away the parts of himself he can't risk letting anyone see, only letting that part of himself out in the late night hours when no one's around and he can take to the skies. It's the only place he's ever felt free.
All that changes one night when Alec happens to misjudge a storm and finds himself crash landing on Magnus Bane's rooftop.
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14 Mar 2026
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Buck stood in the center of the destruction, breathing in ragged gasps. Sweat poured down his face, his back. His t-shirt clung to him, soaked through. But he was freezing. Shaking so hard he could barely stand.
The fire under his skin burned hotter. Something was wrong. Something was happening inside him, twisting and churning and demanding-
Need. Safe. Need safe. Not safe. Need-
Buck's vision tunneled. His body moved without permission, autopilot taking over where conscious thought had fled. Up the stairs. Stumbling, nearly falling. His hands grabbed his comforter, sheets still tangled from this morning, a lifetime ago, and yanked them off the bed.
Down the stairs. Each step a monumental effort. His legs barely worked.
The blankets hit the floor in the only clear space left, near the couch. Not enough. Not enough.
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07 Mar 2026