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    The lieutenant admits he hasn’t been smoking much lately. He stopped smoking out of boredom, and now not smoking is causing him boredom. You offer to break his streak with him. 

    He nods. “Mm. I would like that.”

    While you speak, you notice Kim idly rotating the puck of pyrholidon in his gloved hand, admiring the deep purple color. 

    “Have you ever tried pyrholidon?”

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    Trapped in a downward spiral after the downfall of MSF, Kaz Miller will do just about anything for revenge against Cipher—or he would, if that slippery little Spetsnaz two-timer would just let him do his goddamn job. But when his revenge racket goes way off the rails, can Kaz finally bring himself to admit defeat? Or will he discover that there might be more to Ocelot—and to himself—than meets the eye?

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    And every time they fuck - every time Ogata crawls onto his bedroll, slipping silent beneath the furs, finger pressed to his lips, though Asirpa sleeps like the dead, and Shiraishi like something beyond dead - the part of Kiroranke not subsumed by pursuit his own pleasure wonders whether Ogata is doing this in service of that outcome. Offering himself up as a consumable, to be used at Kiroranke's whim, so that he becomes accustomed to it, would rather not go without it.

    Or: how Kiroranke and Ogata came to be in cahoots during the Karafuto arc

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    "-'s intact, no sign of blunt trauma—perhaps spark failure of some kind? Or, maybe-? No, there's no damage. Could be a zero point case." Spinister's voice slowly came back into focus, right after Fulcrum's audials remembered to do more than whine softly with feedback over the tantalizing presence of the almost-warmth surrounding them.

    "Yeah no, that wasn't what I was asking." Misfire replied with a chuff of his vents, his own almost-warm fingers tweaking the jutting edges of Fulcrum's hips idly, before he slid his hands upwards, palming the sides of Fulcrum's abdomen, his thumbs dipping down into the breaks of layered plating roughly, testing their give.

    "Do you want to open him up, or can I get on with it?"
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    Fulcrum dreams about being scavenged.
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    He wades in it now, eyes still open, fixed on the speckled ceiling, begging himself not to crave bomb blasts and artillery fire in his childhood bedroom. Although…there might be something beautiful about it all, Johnny supposes, those noises in the thick. The gasps in between discharge that say: I’m here, I’m a part of this song too.

     

    After a near-fatal injury, John MacTavish finds himself back in his hometown in Scotland. Fresh off an untimely discharge, he's forced to cope with disability, his dysfunctional family, and the lingering knowledge that there are some things he's just not ready to leave behind...

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