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Because he'd not heeded the warning signs, had he. Not in the past months—years, even, since he'd met Eoin by the side of the always green pitch—and not in the past days, where, through poetry and gritted teeth, he had allowed himself to notice things, things small and dreadful.
The way the lamplight would fall on Eoin's neck when he knelt between his legs, how he'd scrunch his forehead when holding the scissors in his mouth while fiddling with the roll of gauze, the way he would set the sulpha powder's cap in the same place each time, and how Paddy's body already knew the exact shape of his movement.
He'd clasped at Yeats as much as at the remnants of the pain, willing it to hurt more than it did.
And yet here he was, foaming at the mouth, and snapping at thin air.
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01 Mar 2026
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“So, the sand of the desert couldn’t keep your soul buried Eoin?”
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13 Dec 2025
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I lay waiting, reads the message, between turf-face and demesne wall, between heathery levels and glass-toothed stone
So, Eoin types back, you’re outside.
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Paddy, Eoin and Fraser climb a mountain. Eoin is carrying the weight of his unprocessed attraction to his best friend along with the aftermath of a dramatic accident; Paddy is carrying the sort of rucksack that would topple most people; Fraser is carrying years of frustration towards the other two. It goes about as well as you'd expect.
(can be read as a stand-alone)
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- Part 2 of paris-pyrénées
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15 Nov 2025
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Maybe it’s only right that he finds himself in Belfast, a city tense with the start of something that promises bloodshed. His da, God rest his sweet soul, was a life-long Orange Order man, so this should be the perfect opportunity: the war Paddy was born ready for and something to fucking do.
The trouble of it is, Paddy hates the RUC, and he’s already been barred from most of the pubs in East Belfast.
OR: Paddy Mayne doesn’t care for sectarian politics, at least, not until he meets a certain Catholic boy who loves to court trouble.
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08 Oct 2025
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In the unofficial War Diaries of the SAS, Eoin McGonigal’s first postwar mission with SAS 1 was officially recorded as Operation Crèche. But for the few who were there and many who were not, when the story was told in barracks and mess rooms, it was referred to as ‘Paddy Mayne’s Honeymoon Tour’.
Mention of the adjective fucking was optional, but encouraged.
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- Part 1 of Operation Crèche
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01 Aug 2025