Callisto_Star



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  1. Public Bookmark 40

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    Headcanons on how the brothers would react to being reminded that you won't live as long as them.

    Your death gets discussed, sometimes you as the Reader are joking, sometimes you're just sad. Sorry, I don't know how to tag that

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    01 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 7

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    “Just cause you like it does no mean any women will, lad.” Innes grumbled, taking a swig from his glass as he stole a glance at Muir’s alcohol flushed face.

    Innes wasn’t paying enough attention to his arm, moving it too fast and causing his shirt to catch and making him drop his glass.

    Muir’s eyes widened as he sped to catch the falling cup, scrambling over Innes’ lap to do so, luckily catching it before it hit the floor, much to his relief. Muir sighed, slightly sobering up. “That was almost bad…”

    Unbeknownst to Muir Innes sucked in a breath as he registered their position, cheeks flushing further.

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    tldr: Innes gets some help from Muir and vice versa, it slowly starts to spiral from there until both parties feelings are undeniable anymore.

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  3. Public Bookmark 7

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    “Simon, Simon…” Trots whimpered out.

    “Iain… I- I'm here… i- it's alright, we're here tae help ye-”

    “Look at me.. Agh!” Trots quivered, curling into himself a bit, Simon took a deep breath, before slowly shuffling over to Trots.

    “...Simon…!” Nicolas whispered in protest, but too scared to actually do anything.

    “H- hey, I- Iain… uh- T- Trots… I'm right here…” Simon whispered, reaching over slowly, Trots flinching away.

    “There's nae way tae tell ye, Simon…” Trots cried, “just nae way at all… Oh God…”

    “Nae way tae tell me what…?” Simon muttered, shuffling closer insistently and gently placing a hand on Trots shoulder, the man flinched but did not flee this time, looking up at him with cloudy eyes, his glasses cracked and damaged.

    “God…! Look at me…!” Trots began to sob, Simon cooed at him trying to calm him, hand sliding up from his shoulder, up his neck until he was cupping his cheek.

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    Or: Simon learns the rig Trots works at is in danger and convinces the captain of the Cadal Support Ship he works for to go and save the Baira, and now Simon is responsible for treating and curing the infected and survivors.

    POV Simon and Caz

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    30 Nov 2025