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    You start losing six hours at a time.

    You wake warm, fed, wrapped in blankets you don’t own - with sketches of a draconic man in your notebook you definitely don't always remember drawing.

    Your kidnapper is polite, strangely gentle, fond of sushi, and apparently the last living dragon.

    He doesn’t speak. He just brings you to a nest of pillows and treasure, holds you like something precious, and then returns you home with cash in your pocket and your hair inexplicably brushed.

    You should be terrified.
    You’re… not.

    And when you finally wake up in his arms - truly awake - with his tail curled around your waist and glowing eyes watching to see if you’ll scream or stay…

    You stay.

    Now he’s the one confused - because you’re not supposed to want the monster who steals you.
    You’re definitely not supposed to flirt with him, pet his horns, or ask about the second cock dragons get during heat.

    But you’ve always been a monsterfucker with a sketchbook and bad decisions.
    And he’s a dragon who hoards what he loves.

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    19 Jan 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 65

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    A story about terrible judgment, spectacular property damage, and falling for someone who's supposed to be the enemy.

    Featuring: creative property damage, crimes against protocol, everyone's concerned (starring: your childhood friend, your partner, your best friend, and the crime lord), cardiac arrest, bathroom assistance that gets emotional, survivor's guilt over family you couldn't save, peach silk sheets as a declaration, and a crime lord who thinks "keeping you safe" means keeping you.

    Content Warning: This fic contains graphic depictions of violence, serious injury, medical trauma, and complex grief processing including panic attacks and survivor's guilt. Reader experiences life-threatening situations and extended recovery from severe injuries.

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    10 Dec 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 36

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    No one around you is even eating anything, everyone is chatting distractedly, but you still get a whiff of something a little sweet. Something so delicious you have to stop writing to look around.
    ”What is it?”
    ”Don’t you smell that?” You keep looking. “Something fruity.”
    “I can’t smell anything.”
    But you can’t get the smell out of your head. You know it’s something you know, something you’ve already tasted, but can’t quite remember what it is.
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    Basically, our girl is getting them cravings, and Sylus gets her fruit. 5+1 fic.

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    30 Nov 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 61

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    He’s not how you remember. Though he should be. After all, he did trap you in the attic. How much different is his cabin on the Space Fleet ship?

    The longer he kept you the more you felt your mind slipping. Would the people who cared about you even be enough to help you heal?

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    05 Jul 2025

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    “You don’t get it.”

    “Well, of course I don’t get it,” he says. “You’ve barely said anything about it.”

    “Because it’s hard, all right?” Maybe you shouldn’t eat the rest of the mango. You might rip the poor thing to shreds, make a mess of yourself and his desk, all in the name of what? Showing your hand, too? “Don’t you see how hard it is to put your life on the line every day, without a second thought, and then choke up over… over…”

    Sylus doesn’t give you the words. “Go on,” he says. “Say it.” 

    Your jaw tightens. He drew it out of you. The words on your tongue and the heat in your face. That’s what you’ll say later, if anyone asks. “Over sex, okay?”

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    Or: Night of Secrecy was supposed to happen. Supposed to. Except it didn’t. And there’s a reason why it didn’t.

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    07 Jun 2025