Jundo_Yun
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In a moment of desperation, you enlist the help of a stranger to fend off the unwanted advances of a slimy new-grad. You only want to enjoy your vacation in peace, but now your saviour won't leave you alone. But it's fine, right? He'll get the hint soon enough, won't he?
or; the strangers to husband/wife vacation!au
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19 Apr 2026
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The latest brush with death opens a wound, a chasm on the underside of his ribs that hungers for something he can't discern. He eats and it’s still empty. Gorges himself tirelessly but the maw still growls for more.
(He thinks it might be a sense of homesickness.
And his home has always been you.)OR: Icarus tries a different approach to capture Apollo once and for all.
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- Part 4 of babytrap anthology | of your own longing
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12 Mar 2026
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Every day starts like this. The end and the beginning are blurred together. You step into the lift and halfway up you inhale, hairline fracture splitting open and engulfing you - and you are coming back down again. Time has passed and you haven’t lived it.
You live in this office, aware that there is a version of you that lives upstairs, outside, in the beyond. You don’t know this other version of yourself, you don’t know what happens in all those hours in between your existence. There is only Here and the Work that you do.
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or: the one where you are a severed employee and your boss takes advantage of the two versions of you. SEVERANCE AU.
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12 Mar 2026
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John finally glanced at his boy. Kyle’s jaw was tight, his eyes fixed on the road with a little too much intensity. “You’re doing that thing.”
“What thing?”
“The ‘I’m contemplating the structural integrity of my own bladder’ thing. You need a pit stop.”
or: A long road trip and a quick bathroom break.
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08 Feb 2026
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A set of boots made a beeline to the work stations, breaking the rhythm. It was Mick, coming back from the counter. Price heard him stall, as if unsure what procedure to follow. Finally, Mick cleared his throat, speaking above the confusion of loud noises.
"Oi," Mick called out, his voice cutting through the hum. "Whose fucking kid is that standing watch by the entrance? Looks like a lost bloody soldier."
or: Price, working as a mechanic, has a special visitor today.
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- Part 1 of slice of pricegaz
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08 Feb 2026