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toxic baby daddy!Ghost x Reader
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Bookmarked by honorablemention
06 Nov 2023
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"They'll give you gifts," your gran says, shaking her head. "Things from their realm. Little trinkets and gems—" geodes, sapphires and diamonds, raw gold and coral; "—and you must never accept them," a whittled deer made of sequoia under your pillow; crow bones buried in the garden."Because if you do, if you do, they'll never let you go."
"Why?" You asked, blinking at her.
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Bookmarked by honorablemention
23 Oct 2023
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this is what i mean when i say i wanna be consumed by the void <3
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After being rescued, Mills and Koa are taken aboard a large transport frigate bound for Somaris by way of Nestran, a sparsely-populated planet in a nearby star system. While Mills and Koa grapple with their experience and future, a routine stop for repairs and refueling becomes a fight for survival that neither one expected.
Bookmarked by honorablemention
23 Jul 2023
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Roy wakes up with a splitting headache and a few years of memories missing, which is bad enough. Worse is that everyone is withholding information from him because they're all loyal to Future Roy.
All that means is that Present Roy is getting fed up not knowing who it is that he's dating and why it is no one will just tell him.
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- Part 1 of Roy & The Very Bad No-Good Head Injury
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So when Jamie got the call from Roy’s sister, and an astoundingly clever and important little girl invited him to a sweet and silly little celebration, just them four — that was that, really. He didn’t think too hard about it. Two hours of travel to get here in the middle of a whirlwind training with the fucking National team and he follows the draw, the pull, the immeasurable force guiding him here. Not a single thought of protest, of resistance, even occurred to him. He just made it happen.
He’s really fucking gone, ain’t he?
