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  1. Public Bookmark 2

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    Gunil saw his boyfriend talk about scent so he wants to smell him himself. Or : Gunil lihat cowonya ngomongin parfum di bubble dan tiba-tiba pengen cuddle.

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    16 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 16

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    On the mattress, lined up in a neat little row, are the spoils of Flins’ labor. A strip of silk Liyuen cloth. A length of crimson corded rope from Inazuma. A strange curved device of Fontanian make, and its controller to match. An alchemical brew, concocted in the heart of Mondstadt’s finest laboratories, designed to heighten sensitivity.

    “I was hoping,” Flins says languidly as he looks into Varka’s slowly widening eyes, “that we could make good use of them tonight.”

    Tired of Varka's constant fussing and coddling in bed, Flins finds a new way to spice things up for the night.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    “You had to go through that thirty-three times?” Tribbie asked. Her voice wobbled with unshed tears.

    Phainon did the only thing possible in such a situation: He panicked.

    “Uh,” he said, because clearly his eloquence had abandoned him during one of the cycles, “yes?”

    // OR, circumstance leads to the heirs thinking Phainon only lived through thirty-three cycles. Rather than correcting them on this, Phainon doubles down and decides this is the new narrative he'll go along with so as to avoid worrying them too much.

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    08 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 84

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    “Baby,” Iwaizumi sighs, attempting to use the pet name as a last ditch effort to focus, “please stop moving.”

    “That’s not fair,” Oikawa whispers, “you can’t call me baby and expect me to behave.”

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    03 Apr 2026

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    Oikawa wishes Iwaizumi would see himself the way he sees him, looking like he was crafted from the most beautiful of marble and kissed by the sun.

    Iwaizumi would argue him all day, seeing as Oikawa was born from starlight and blessed by a garden.

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    02 Apr 2026