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Trying to navigate through the worst moment of her life, a young woman is granted access to a special VR version of the game Love and Deepspace. It features the most advanced AI to date. So much so all the characters feel alive.
Dates and texts, calls and games, her new, precious companions.
She grew to love them.
She grew to rely on them.
She just didn’t expect them to be real.
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30 May 2026
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Thing is, Xavier had an unusually high sex drive. And “unusually high” was his own opinion on it.
It had never been an issue before. Hell, Xavier had barely had the time and energy to dwell into his own fantasies before and his hand had done its job well enough on the few times he actually felt the need to relieve himself.
But now? With you being a constant in his life? Existing and breathing by his side? Xavier had been popping boners left and right.
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OR: early relationship XAVMC where Xavier feels conflicted about his sex-drive
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30 May 2026
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Shane Walsh was supposed to be the villain. And I said: bet.
The wrong person lived, the wrong secrets got buried, and then you showed up—with a sharp mouth, and no patience for self-loathing.
Canon-divergent Season 2. Emotional carnage, redemption arcs, and everyone's tired, including you.
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25 May 2026
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It would be the summer of Deputy Walsh learning shit the hard way. First, never piss off people who got access to your lunch order. Second—the prettier the package, the sharper the tongue.
You, the newest temp at the precinct, were stuck dealing with Shane’s attitude, while Shane ultimately couldn’t decide if he wanted to strangle you or drag you somewhere private.
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25 May 2026
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You Steal It, You Feed It by thatescapeartist
Fandoms: The Punisher (TV 2017), Daredevil (TV)
03 Aug 2025
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Frank decided to retire in an inconspicuous apartment somewhere in Brooklyn. Well, as much as a man like him even could. Normally, he minded his business at all times.
Except tonight. Tonight, he actually was busy. Had business. But no, there you were, crouched on the fire escape at asshat o’clock in the goddamn morning, right in his way—with a duffel bag, bolt cutters, and a look on your face like you were about to commit a felony no matter what.
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24 May 2026