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“Y-You’re an ass,” Phainon choked while pulling him closer by the hair, so full of emotions that it hurt. “You’re so mean. All you do is tease me and then leave me hanging f-for hours, days, weeks. I wait, and I wait, a-and I wait for you all the time like a fucking dog, Mydei. I hate—”
“Yeah? You hate me?” Mydei taunted him. “My boy hates me? But he’s humping my leg like a good pup does. You want me, and you love me, and you know you do, baby. I’m your rockstar.”
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Mydei has an important call to take, and Phainon just wants some attention from his boyfriend.
Bookmarked by BearsHearth
09 Jun 2026
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camera shy by velvetcrowbars for moshaeu
Fandoms: 崩坏:星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
11 May 2026
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"If it was nothing, you shouldn't have a problem repeating it," Mydei says, unmoving, but Phainon knows if his palms weren't oiled and powdery, he'd be folding his arms over his chest. Instead, they hang, claw-like, in front of him. It'd be funny if Phainon had the upper hand. "Look me in the eye..."
Instead—in an obviously Pavlovian response—Phainon does.
"…And ask. One more time."
The song plummets into the bridge, petering out between them. Phainon inhales deeply, catalogues his crowded, eclectic dining/living room, at everything and everywhere except Mydei until he absolutely has to.
"Right…um. So. Mydei…" he nods, smiles, even, despite the dread. No point in backing down now.
"Do you want to make a sex tape?"
Phainon has a proposition. His feelings for Mydei are (definitely) not part of it.
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- Part 14 of atlas, my lover
Bookmarked by BearsHearth
26 May 2026
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Manato has a bad habit of always paying for Wise on their friendly outings, always telling Wise he can pay next time. Except next time comes, and yet the Thiren still pays.
Wise is confused.
Belle just thinks her brother is dumb.
Bookmarked by BearsHearth
03 Apr 2026
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How to Seduce a Fae 101: Tips & Tricks by lucky_orange
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
30 Mar 2026
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“Right. So, uh, how much are you asking for this thing? This book of yours.”
Dori leans back in, her grin widening to reveal sharp teeth. “Oh, I thought you’d never ask, Grandmaster!” she purrs, each word as sweet as honey taken straight from the comb. “Why, it’s only fifty thousand mora.”
Varka doesn’t quite choke on his own saliva, but it’s a close thing. “Fifty what now?”
“Oh, don’t be like that,” Dori scolds with a shake of her head. “Anyone else would be asking for much more – it’s not every day you stumble upon a book this old and this useful too! A guide to courting for, ah, individuals specific to Nod-Krai and Snezhnaya? It’s practically a trove of information, Sir Varka! Really now, it’s only because you’re my most loyal, most esteemed, most valuable customer that I can afford naming such a low price.”
Or: Varka gets swindled into buying a Fae courting guide, written by a human for other humans. He's also forced to come to terms with his own feelings regarding a certain Lightkeeper (who might or might not be Fae). Shenanigans ensue as he attempts to follow this dubious yet somehow effective guide to the very end.
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- Part 1 of The Fae Guides
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Bookmarked by BearsHearth
30 Mar 2026
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“Can you have a child with Uncle Flins?”
For a little while, sound reached him as if through layers of wool, and the only thing he could feel was akin to a blade piercing through his chest. Something in him folded inward, the same instinctive reflex he felt when he put out his light that one time, long ago. He did not move. Did not think. Did not speak.
Varka laughed again, too fast and too loud, a tone that went against all the natural laws of sound.
“That’s impossible,” Varka fixed the hat on Klee’s head, looking just as sad as she did. “Sorry, little spark.”
Varka invites Flins to the Windblume Festival without telling him that the festival is the most notorious courting ground in Mondstadt. Somehow, everyone already knows what they are to each other—except them.
Bookmarked by BearsHearth
19 Feb 2026
