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Soulmarks form slowly, like fossils gently excavated. It takes time and commitment to bring one out, to reveal the shape in the sketch.
Steve knows this, but knowing and understanding are two entirely different matters.
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Steve Harrington's soulmark first appears late at night in November of 1983. It takes four more years before he truly learns what it means.
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01 Mar 2026
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“What the fuck?” Steve blurts. Again. He's starting to lose count of how often it's been. “Who do you even think you are, you fucking weirdo?”
The guy cocks his head in confusion, but only for a second. Then, that infuriating grin slips back on. He's handsome, in a dangerous and rugged way, with his wild hair and bruised lip.
“Apologies, he rumbles. “Where are my manners?”
And then, without getting up off the ground, he reaches out and takes Steve’s hand in his. Steve watches, heart in his throat and eyes wide with confusion, how the guy bends into a dramatic bow and reverently kisses his own blood off his raw knuckles.
“The name is Edward. King Edward of the Woodland Mountains. Also oh-so-aptly known as Edward the Banished, though my friends just call me Eddie. And you, my dear …”
He looks up, all glinting eyes under dark lashes and Steve needs to swallow against the lump clogging his throat.
“You're going to be the one who saves me.”
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Or: A story about a reluctant hero, a cursed king, and a love that transcends space, time, and maybe even death itself.
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28 Feb 2026
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Richard had learned—from an utterly unexpected source—that Francis smoked even during sex.
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27 Feb 2026
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intimacy is a cup of tea by youll_never_find_me
Fandoms: Last Binding Series - Freya Marske
26 Feb 2026
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Edwin's no stranger to a battle of wits, but when he's challenged to one on his favorite subject by his least favorite person at the Barrel? He's ready to lay all his cards on the table.
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27 Feb 2026
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"That's him," Peter Pettigrew whispered beside James. "The scholarship kid from the factory town. Dad says his mum worked in textiles before the mill closed."
James watched Severus slide onto the bench beside the redhead, who smiled at something he whispered. Something ugly twisted in James' stomach.
"Don't stare," Remus Lupin murmured from James' other side. "It's rude."
But James couldn't look away. Severus' uniform hung from his frame like a hand-me-down, trousers an inch too short. Everything about him whispered you don't belong here. And yet—there was something in how he held his fork, how his eyes darted around the room, calculating, watchful. Intelligence like a weapon.
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27 Feb 2026