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  1. Public Bookmark 8

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    By the time he makes it home, an hour later, it is approaching midnight. For once, the roles as he slips into bed are reversed—Caroline sleeping, him creeping like a burglar under the sheets—and he almost feels guilty until he gets a whiff of the scent on the sheets, something like mushrooms and ozone, and he remembers watching her meander off towards the fortune-teller’s tent during the fair.

    If he’s some sort of sinner, then she is too, broke the inviolable contract of marriage, and Pierre has never been one for unequal bargains.

    Five times it isn't Pierre's fault and one time it is.
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    Pierre's life sucks and he gravitates towards the one thing that brings him joy: Morris
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    Old Man Yaoi(sad version)

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    11 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 36

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    “There’s a smoking area down the street, by Monk’s,” Shane tried again, “Uh, it’s just, like, a rule we have. With the local businesses, y’know. I’m Shane, I run the tattoo parlor, just over…”

    Shane trailed off, gesturing awkwardly back to the studio. The guy was still silent, and still smoking, and honestly looked like he might be about to pounce on him. Whether it was to kiss him or kill him he wasn’t sure, but Shane didn’t think he’d mind it either way. 

    “Okay,” The guy exhaled more smoke, but Shane was more concerned with the way his accent wrapped around the word okay. It sent an ugly kind of shockwave through him, a feeling that he’d grasped with both hands in high school and shoved so far down he was sure he’d never feel it again. He hoped he’d never feel it again. “Shane, from the tattoo parlour.”

    Shane runs the only tattoo parlour in a suffocatingly small town. Ilya is looking for a fresh start selling flowers. What could go wrong?

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    25 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 39

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    Alastor's head followed the sound unconsciously, and he watched, as if the world was slowed by a magical force, as Valentino emerged from his cradle of cement and ruins with tears streaming down his face. Mouth pursed around a curse, the demon’s pupilless eyes narrowed and began to tremble, fixed at where the weapon had been a moment ago. “No. No, no, no, no!”

    A cry of disbelief. Pain. Grief.

    Alastor’s mind was slow and jumbled, and he did not understand the source of that grief. Until it clicked.

    Right.

    Vox was dead.

    In which Vox catches the attention of a very powerful entity; when he perishes in the explosion of the Might of Lilith, she brings him back. But not without alterations.

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    12 Feb 2026

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    Scar let out a heavy sigh, starting to push away from his desk before pausing for a moment, shaking his head, then leaning forward again, his quill continuing to glide along the parchment. He wasn’t ready yet, surely whoever had come to collect him could wait a few minutes longer. Or a few hours. Or a few years, actually.

    It wasn’t as if he didn’t want to go on this trip. He knew just how important it was, and how privileged he was that he got to go on it, but-

    Well, it wasn’t quite what he’d been hoping for. For a powerful mage such as himself (or, well - future powerful mage, that is) this was perhaps the most important journey he’d make in his lifetime. His pilgrimage to the Crystal Fountain, the source of magic itself, the very journey he’d spent his entire life working towards. He should be excited. He was excited.

    At least, he had been, until he found out that he wasn’t to make the journey alone.

     

    Or, in which the vex prince sets out on a magical journey of a lifetime, and an unassuming avian knight is dragged along for the ride.
    (Or, in which strangers find love in the unlikeliest of places.)

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    28 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 45

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    Lex snatches the phone and glowers at the paused video with a very different, technically familiar man hunched with their nose in their screen behind White in the same place as the newspaper photo. “That is Clark Kent.”

    “Yes, sir,” the CO says, annoyingly hesitant, “I-I mean, he looks a little different in this one, sure –”

    “A little?” Lex snaps, then taps a knuckle at the paper on the desk. “Are you fucking blind?”

    The CO rolls her lips between her teeth.

    Lex growls under his breath and minimizes the browser, bringing up the first social media site that comes up on autocomplete. He searches Clark Kent, taps on the ‘Reporter :)’ result and scowls when he sees it gets updated about once a millennium. It is, also, that same face from the press conference, not the one in the paper. He scrolls, and scrolls, and–

    Wait. That’s what it is – it’s all videos. He doesn’t see a single still photo in the lot.

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    22 Jan 2026