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On a whim, the vampire Solomon Tozer returns to London only to run into something he didn't think existed. Edward Little is still adjusting to being a werewolf and it's almost a miracle he met the vampire Solomon Tozer. While Tozer tries to help Little adjust with his new found status as a werewolf, their lives are complicated when Tozer's past comes to haunt him. A confrontation tests Little and Tozer's growing relationship.
Written for the Solittle Nation server's Valentine's exTRAVAGANZA, prompts: "Werewolf / Vampire AU" and "First Kiss / First 'I love you'"
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22 Apr 2026
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Alive until he kills. Solittle Wip to read by nesmith. Vampire au
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The Terror, as told by David Young's psychopathic ring
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“Hi, welcome to Starbucks.” Drawl, smoky and thick. “What will it be?”
“Americano, tall, no sugar,” Edward says. “Tha—” and the tap on his shoulder stops him dead in his tracks. He frowns, turns around. An elderly man is beaming at him.
“Is that you?” the man asks, pointing at the TV screen. “Are you a movie star? You’re on TV! Look!”
Or, five times Henry calls Edward by the wrong name and the one time he gets it right.
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19 Apr 2026
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NedConte Starbucks by Nahaerya. Garmentweek
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Le Vesconte is at his door. Edward does not care to see him and tells him as much, but the man enters anyway, as always, feeling entitled to whatever it is he deigns to desire.
Terror Whumpathon Bingo fill for Failed Attempt at Intimacy and Silent Tears
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10 Apr 2026
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What doesn't wasn away NedConte failed attempt intimacy whumpathon by administratrix
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Henry groans, dragged along despite himself.
“I thought you were fine with my looks,” he says. Low blow, but worth it.
“You know I love you exactly as you are—and I’ll love you if anything changes. It’s not about looks, it’s about core strength and joints, and bone density—”
“Well, your workouts are about looks,” Henry cuts in, poking a finger at Graham’s chest accusingly. Maybe a bit too much pressure, right into the soft pad of muscle under the light fabric of his sports t-shirt.
“That’s only because you’ve been enjoying the results,” Graham says, narrowing his eyes but grinning, smug at having dodged the trap perfectly.Fill for the @terrorgarmentweek
prompt: gym clothesBookmarked by rain_fall_down
17 Apr 2026
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Pullover. GoreConte fic by Potato leader.
Modern au gym clothes fic for garment week