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  1. Public Bookmark 84

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    “Uh, I— um. There’s— um.” She squeaks, not making any God damned sense, going back to avoiding Simone’s gaze.

    “Words, Grace, I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.” Simone rasps, eyes trained on the woman in front of her, and Grace makes another embarrassed noise.

    “Sorry—! Sorry. Um. Okay.” She takes a deep breath. Simone has no clue what could be making her behave this weird. “There’s— there’s another way to help with your cramps. It’s just—” She pauses. “It’s a bit more… Unusual, in a way."

    Or, when Simone is struggling with some pretty intense menstrual cramps, Grace offers a way to help her feel better.

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    18 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 61

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    What the title says. An unrelated series of BloodyMary doing the devil’s tango in as many ways as I can think of.

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    13 Jul 2026

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    There was nothing, nothing in this whole, entirely vast universe, as perfect as Ryland Grace’s mouth.

    Simon knew himself to be good for close to nothing.
    But one thing he'd always excelled at was the act of worship.
    He’d long said goodbye to purpose as he’d known it.
    If his new direction in life, his singular, daily task was the endless, mindless veneration of his Savior, the adoration of the singular star in his vast, dark sky, he would find comfort in it.
    More than that, he’d find pleasure in it.

    Or about how Simon confesses (sort of) and things take an unexpected turn.

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    13 Jul 2026

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    Clark heard it just as he stepped out the front entrance of The Daily Planet’s building. The sun had already set, a chilly autumn breeze dragging through his coat. It had been a late evening for him, catching up on drafts for his next few articles before some other emergency stole his attention from his work.

    “Kal-el.”

    He straightened, perking towards Gotham. Something cold gripped his heart as he listened for that familiar heartbeat. The voice was unmistakable; low, rough, and steady, one that grounded Clark almost as quick as Ma’s. In battle, hearing it usually meant there was a plan, that Clark could worry a little less about details; because the man he trusted the most – with his life and the lives of his family – had it under control. It soothed Clark when he faltered, bolstered him when his strength wavered, and steadied him when he teetered on the edge of sensory madness.

    And that voice sounded afraid.

    Clark was suited up and hurtling through the air towards Gotham before Bruce whispered again.

    “Kal–” came his quiet gasp. “I’m sorry.”

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    08 Jul 2026

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    Bruce doesn’t have a soulmark, and Clark doesn’t have a soulmark, on an Earth where everyone has a soulmark. Somewhere in there is a simple solution. Somewhere to that solution is an overcomplicated journey. Surely two of the world’s leading superheroes will not take the overcomplicated route?

    Surely not?

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    03 Jul 2026