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Harry on a walk back home from getting takeaway stumbles across a familiar face in peak Revacholean Winter. With not much else besides the warm food he holds and a jacket on his back, he takes Cuno home, to a bewildered, but willing Kim. Who in turn welcomes him with heistant arms,
Or,How would you react if your 6 month boyfriend brought home a sickly child whom last you knew was hooked on at least several drugs, and building a secret city. No really what would you do??
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It had been a rough morning.
And rough wouldn’t even begin to describe the absolute cluster-fuck that was this week. But this morning? This morning was rough.
He has a bruise under his leg and in the middle of his ribs, maybe a broken one? He’s not allowed medical until they decide which jail he’s worth, he hopes for a nice middle ground jail, like Sainsbury, or Callum. He knows the prosecution got their jury so it looked like it was about to hurt him, institutionally, and physically.
There’s thousands of little scabs all around his body from his mech exploding. Fuck. His suit. He let his head fall and bang onto the cold metal table, his cuffs jangled at the movement before the metallic fall of his wrists accompanied his head. Right. His fucking mech blew up. Fuck.
Add that to the list of failures, right next to getting caught, and not thinking up a contingency plan to get out.
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Villain Robert is at his lowest, when SDN swoops in and gives him a (...good?) plea deal.
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“I believe he is talking with Viper.” Chamber let out a small huff of air before a chortle followed afterwards.
“I’m sure that’s going swimmingly.” The wraith hummed again, deep in thought. Chamber let the ghost, able to look at his features. Omen’s hand rested under Chamber’s chin, and Omen’s claws that needed a file rested against his pulse. He found it funny how Omen had a habit of doing that. Omen would always be close to the pulse point of one of his two partners, let it be their neck or their wrist.
“How about we make him a good lunch?” Chamber suggested, Omen hummed in response to the suggestion. Omen stood up and made his way over to the kitchenette the protocol provided. The microwave was closest to the edge of the countertop, and the bedside table was squished between the countertop and the bed. Omen hummed in thought,
“His favourite?” The wraith asked Chamber hummed from the bed, trying to fight the thought of relaxing back into the bed.
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Or, soft domestic fic where Omen and Chamber cook lunch for Cypher. Not much else plot-wise, might add a second chapter who knows!
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‘The brightest flame casts the darkest shadow.’ He thinks of this quote many people have told him. Maybe he is the brightest flame, an esteemed biologist working alongside Sabine, a woman ahead of her time. Or maybe he is the spark that causes the flame to twirl along the wind’s bitter touch, causing endless possibilities in both destruction and innovation. Or maybe he is the darkest shadow, always there and only truly scary when you don’t know what was hiding inside.
Waiting.
Or, A quick little character study I did of Omen, and my own little twist on his character, Enjoy for all you Omen enjoyers out there :)
Also lmk if there is any mistakes I'm dyslexic with no beta reader :,)
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this is unfinished but hopefully you could find some inspo
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The Form of Crunching Numbers by Starlighter_Varda
Fandoms: Superman - All Media Types, Superman (Movie 2025), Superman (Comics)
24 Oct 2025
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Self-awareness and control were among Lex Luthor's many strong suits, and he knew that allowing himself to sink into obsession yielded great results.
But what he couldn't understand was why his focus was being torn between taking down Superman, an alien threat, and coveting the attention of Clark Kent, a Midwestern journalist.
Or why his fixation on Clark was threatening to consume him whole.
_______________________________Or, How Lex Luthor's Two-Headed Obsession with One Man Derailed His Life.
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- Part 1 of The Knife Cuts Both Ways
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Bookmarked by M_erakii
16 Oct 2025
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Soap is a bit worried. Gaz had decided to take him somewhere special for the night but won't tell him where and he has been quite secretive about it. Despite it, Soap is curious! He couldn't have prepared himself for that, though.
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- Part 1 of After Dark
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Bookmarked by M_erakii
26 Apr 2023
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When stakes are high (Hunt me) by Feather (DontControlMe)
Fandoms: VALORANT (Video Game)
23 Dec 2022
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Sova was not a radiant, even more so, the only container of radianite on his body was on his eye. That's not to say Sova was completely human.
No, immortal, born in a piece of land whose name already disappeared, needing to drink blood to survive when no other food was enough to satiate him, as centuries passed he learnt to live with caution, learnt to hide his nature when it was needed.Then, the first light happened.
And Cypher happened to him.
Bookmarked by M_erakii
28 Dec 2022
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Yoru decided to rob the wrong house.
And now he's stuck being blackmailed by the richest man in all of France.
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18 Dec 2022
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Soap’s hands pull further at the fabric, kissing further up Ghost’s throat, licking at the leftover sweat that’s housed itself there on Ghost’s skin, tongue dragging along skin until there’s a growl coming from Ghost’s lips.
“Careful, Johnny.” Ghost warns, voice low, almost a whisper, rough and sounding dry. He gives a warning because he wants to see Soap’s reaction, wants to see how he takes it, how he’ll play his cards.
“Why?” Soap responds, genuine curiosity in his voice, though playful, “Afraid you might lose control, Simon?” The name rolls off his tongue, teeth pinching at the skin of Ghost’s neck again, licking over the red patch that grows irritated in result.
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or; I finally wrote 'actual sex' between these two lmaooSeries
- Part 3 of ghostsoap fics
Bookmarked by M_erakii
09 Dec 2022