A quiet birthday

Murdoch yawned. "Happy birthday, love" Cliff said tenderly. Murdoch smiled, nuzzling into his partner. "Can this be a quiet day?" he asked, "Like, not a big party or anything." "Oh, sure babe." \*\*\* "hppy bd Murdoch!"...

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Expanding the Horizons

William sighed. "I'm ready to talk, about that." Samuel nodded, and sat next to him. He had no pants, just a thong, but his jacket made up for the lack of lower vestiments. "It's one thing to be open" William said nervously, "But would...

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Happy Birthday Sam!

William snuck into the living room. Sam was busy playing Persona 4. Yet his tail twitched; he knew he was there. William sat down in the couch and kissed his husband in the cheek. "What have me away?" "Cigarettes." "Damn, just that?" He kissed...

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Happy Birthday Murdoch

"Surprise, bitch!" everyone shouts as Murdoch walked into the room. The poor fox still has tear crusts in his fur after waiting all day for his father, mother and Holly to wish him a happy birthday, but it seems all he gave up for them was...

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Todd and Cliff

A the smoke room fanfic "i c-could escort him to his apartment!" todd volunteered hastily. quite a few people at the poker table rose eyebrows, but clifford seemed excited at the prospect, and that's all that mattered to todd. "splendid!"

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Sam x Will thingie

3 years BC (before covid): Sam scrolled down his phone. His breathing was an aerial sandpaper on his throat, his eyes waterfalls, his heart a star going into supernova. He read the message over and over again, looping himself in panic: ...

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William's Gift

A the smoke room fanfic for a change william adler was a lot of things in life. a sheriff, a detective. a pragmatist, a cynic. a native, trying to make himself useful to the colonizers.

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Home

Nik relaxed on the lawn. Leaving Lakhia for the States was a choice, but one not taken lightly. And though the harsh continental climate of Pueblo vaguely resembled the more inland parts of his country, there was always something wrong. The air...

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At the Bistro

William parked his truck next to the bistro. Their car, it seems, was already parked, and if he could squint extra hard he could seem them inside, the lnx waving. "Guess you won't do your mafia 'I was waiting for you' shtick" Sam chuckled. ...

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Super-Nova fanfic: The Pain That Which Is Pain part 1

He changed into an heron with priest robes (basically caldwell from the smoke room). it was......................................................................caldwell "wtf?" nick said, raising his eyebrow.

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No More Goasts

Said that heron asshole from the smoke room i forgot the name of because he was goast. "fuck off" flynn said. and he did. sydney texted chase. the other otter was looking rather groggy. "hey bitch, doing okay?"

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Put Me in the Trash

In the smoke room, the plenum ceiling was way more yellow than the paint in here. clyde curled his tail around into his lap and groomed it with his hands without thinking. he hated the compactor.

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