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Nicky doesn’t mean to startle as badly as he does. He would sooner expect Andrew to ask him to make friendship bracelets than…this. But he can’t let himself gape and stare for long. “Uh, your brother is-”
“I’m not asking Aaron,” He says, like the suggestion is ridiculous. “I’m asking you.”
Nicky refrains from telling him that what he’s doing isn’t exactly asking. He refrains from saying a lot of things actually, like ‘who are you’ and ‘what did you do to Andrew?!’.
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While recovering from the Raven's attack Andrew asks Nicky for a favor Nicky definetly was not expecting
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Written for Nicky Week 2026
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- Part 2 of Nicky Hemmick Week 2026
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25 Mar 2026
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Jean blinks rapidly as Jeremy starts to climb out of bed. Jeremy’s little gold shorts hike up as he bends, reminding Jean why he can’t actually be that annoyed that Jeremy always wears them despite how hideous they are. The fabric pinches against the flesh of his thighs right above one of the little marks Jean left there last night. The shorts also do absolutely nothing to hide the tent in his pants.
Before he can second guess himself, Jean reaches out and grabs Jeremy’s wrist. Jeremy startles, one leg fully on the floor and looking back at Jean in confusion.
“Can I watch?” Jean asks.
Jean isn't feeling up for sex but still wants to watch Jeremy get off.
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12 Mar 2026
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Omega Jeremy Knox's body is failing him.
The heat suppressants that he's been taking since he first presented have been slowly killing him, but the thought of a experiencing a heat, when he hasn't had one in over ten years, is scarier than death. Especially when those heats are bound to be excruciating. He doesn't want to go to his endless line of alpha hook-ups for them, but what other choice does Jeremy have when Jean Moreau, the alpha Jeremy's omega has chosen, is off-limits?Bookmarked by platonicspouses
08 Mar 2026
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the half part sees what the other half's got by thechaoscryptid for nerdzeword
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
01 Mar 2026
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"Andrew doesn't have friends," Aaron says. Blurts, really—loud and undignified and not what he meant to say. But like a bandaid from a too-fresh wound, it tears him open. "He has things. He just doesn't like that his things"—he makes a maliciously sarcastic set of air quotes—"play nicely together without him."
If Andrew had been carved from marble, he might have been livelier. Every inch of him now is stone, from the hard set of his jaw to the tension bunching in his thighs.
"I'm right, aren't I?" Aaron continues. There's something dangerous in him, howling down every synapse and nerve fiber until he's shaking with it. He doesn't have it in him to leash it; not today, not freshly off the high of a potential future built on want and not binding contracts. "You can't stand that you're not in control anymore, that we might not need you."
"You don't need me," Andrew says, voice gravel.
"Isn't it enough to want you?" Andrew's eyes go wide, but Aaron isn't finished. "Jesus, don't you get it? It's enough for your pet striker, so why can't it be enough for your own goddamn brother?"
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02 Mar 2026
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“Okay, I think our gate is over that way,” Jeremy pointed while Jean followed behind him, grumbling in French as he tried to situate Jabberwocky’s dog carrier and his suitcase.
“I can hold his bag if —“
“I have got it,” Jean snapped back quickly.
“Okay,” Jeremy laughed, holding up his hands and continuing to lead them through the crowded airport towards their gate.
Jean followed closely behind Jeremy, checking every five seconds, it seemed to make sure Jabberwocky was still content through the mesh of his dog carrier. The number of people at LAX was overwhelming. Flight after flight was being announced over the overhead speakers, and it felt like a million conversations were going on at once. Jeremy may have been saying something to Jean, but he couldn’t really make it out over the jumble of noise.
They finally found their gate and two open chairs to wait in.
Jean took Jabberwocky out of his carrier immediately, and the dog curled up in his lap, shaking ever so slightly.
“He doesn’t like this,” Jean said, petting him.
“I know,” Jeremy said with a concerned smile, but he was looking at Jean rather than the little beast.
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16 Feb 2026