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  1. Public Bookmark 12

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    He supposes he can be too loud. Annoying. Occasionally unhinged. He’s never cared too much about these things before, but Megumi’s rejection is a particularly brutal beast, and Satoru is unfairly irritated, because beasts have always bowed down to him. This should be no exception. But it is, and his desperate attempts to change Megumi’s mind only serve to make things worse.

    (A new set of crayons in a rainbow of sixty-four? Untouched. A nightlight in the shape of a spaceship, to keep the dark at bay? Unplugged. Ginger and yuzu soda? Gone flat. He’s had to start using Suguru as a middleman just to get him to accept the offerings - the Shinto priest at the Megumi shrine.)

    But not even Suguru can convince Megumi to unpack his rucksack. It stays hidden at the bottom of the wardrobe, black, zip broken. Ready for running.

     

    (The radical act of healing your inner child.)

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    20 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 97

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    “I have a proposition.” Lan Zhan spreads his hands evenly – large-palmed, long reach, lovely creamy skin. It’s not like Wei Ying hasn’t seen them before – on his partner, Wen Qing’s back, stretched and strong. But it’s different, this close. Seeing just how firm they are, how dextrous. “Standard and Latin dance are separate professions, almost. Separate specialties, certainly. But to specialise too much is dangerous. Training together could increase both our skills.”

    Wei Ying blinks. “I’m sorry, what? You want to – train with me? On Latin? You?

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    06 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 40

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    Wei Ying forces himself to stand, Lan Zhan’s hands still loosely encircling his wrists. “It doesn’t matter,” he says.

    “Wei Ying –”

    “I can’t let it matter, Lan Zhan, because what will I be, then? Now, like this – I have the power to protect the people I want to protect. And I have the power to punish those who deserve it. As an empty shell, all I can do is crack into pieces. Well – I refuse to. I just – refuse.”

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    06 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 76

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    He wishes, wishes, Wei Ying hadn’t heard about Du Mu Qiao. Because Wei Ying – with almost no attention span, who stops watching TV shows on episode 3 at the latest, who falls asleep in the theatre and misses half the movie – has for some reason become obsessed with it. With, in fact, Wu Xian.

    Wu Xian who is funny, chaotic, and has a heart of gold. Wu Xian who has survived tragedy and continues to live in its shadow, but gets up every day to do good where he can. Wu Xian, who is first scorned by, then cautiously watched by, and then adored by, Wang Ji.

    Wu Xian, who is very obviously based off Wei Ying.

    Or: Secret web novelist Lan Zhan receives disturbing fan mail while hiding his identify from the man he based his entire inner world on. Something has to give.

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    06 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 7

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    “Darling,” he purrs, his voice low and secretive. There’s the soft rumbling of his chest as he breathes in, out. A sweet, gentle sigh as he looks down at Tartaglia, who lies in his lap. Morax’s hand shifts, pulling away from his hair to stroke Tartaglia’s cheek. “Look at you. What a wonderful addition to tea time.”

    Guizhong’s garden is the perfect place for lounging. Morax has a book in one hand to read. A tray holding a teapot sits beside them, one cup half empty, and the other still filled to the brim. Tartaglia hums, a soft trill from the back of his throat. Morax’s half-hard cock sits on his tongue, Tartaglia’s mouth locked around it. One cheek is pressed against Morax’s thigh, the rest of him stretched across a sea of pillows.

    It's Tartaglia's turn to rest in Morax's lap with his dick in his mouth.

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    01 Feb 2026