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  1. Public Bookmark 6

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    A few days after their wedding (Dark Cacao and Silent Salt), Dark Cacao's only thoughts in his mind at the moment were his husband. Fucking him, to be exact. To which- he gets.

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    Silent Salt gladly fucks Dark Cacao (The King wants it badly).

     

    (Warning: Kinda cringe lmfao this is my first smut fic-)

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    24 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 6

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    Eurylochus and Odysseus make a deal to bone with no strings attached. No feelings, just fucking.

    Spoiler alert: there were feelings.

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    09 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 76

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    Odysseus is a good parent. He is a great parent. But he sometimes gets so tired of his men asking dumb questions or even just questioning his choices. So, he uses the magic of his sandals.

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    A collection of short stories of the times when Odysseus gets fed up with his crew and decides to whack them all with his sandal. And sometimes it isn't only his crew who gets this treatment...

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    08 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 58

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    Robert looks down at the lingerie again. Perhaps, he’ll switch over. After all, if it’s under his clothes, no one can see. He’s reminded of the bralette still sitting in the box and picks it up. Luckily it didn’t have actual cups, so it would fit snug against Robert’s flat chest. The butterflies flew faster, and the dispatcher felt excitement coarse through him. Fuck, he really wanted to put it on, he has to. He flips the clothing around and fumbles with the clasps, finally separating them.

    “Oi! Bob-bitch, Guess who’ll be needing insulin tomo-“

    Robert freezes, feeling his blood run cold. The butterflies cease their flight, falling into the stomach acid. His hands stop, clutching the bralette. No way…this can’t be happening! But the voice was crisp in his ears, and his right side felt a new tinge of warmth. Slowly, his head turns until his eyes meet Flambae’s.

    Robert Robertson wrestles with his feminine side.

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    23 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 53

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    He thought killing him would free himself of the misfortune that was being haunted by that ominous steel mask, those soulless optics, that foreboding voice. No, Shroud trailed behind him now. What was once the twisted lust that was having a nemesis, morphed into something so much worse. Shroud was his nightmares. Shroud was his blood, his sweat, his tears. His very essence had melted into Robert’s shadow the moment he died at his hands, forever a phantom at his back, mocking him for instituting death, for playing God.

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    Robert is struggling with the guilt of taking a life. He thinks he's got it all figured out: drown in work until the blaring sirens in his skull fade to a whisper. The Z-Team doesn't notice his unhealthy behavior. Flambae does.

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    23 Jan 2026