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When he gets that look in his eye - that gleam that makes him seem almost ferally desperate - he'll always find some way to draw your attention away from it. But...it just tickles you so good. Why does he look at you like that? Does he think he can hide it forever/
Well, looks like you'll have to find a way to make sure he can't.
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24 Jul 2025
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When You Look at Me Like That, My Darling, What Did You Expect? by lithosphera
Fandoms: 薬屋のひとりごと - 日向夏 | Kusuriya no Hitorigoto | The Apothecary Diaries - Hyuuga Natsu
27 Aug 2025
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Bitter over his apparent defeat at the Western capital, Jinshi continues to pursue Maomao in search for revenge. She will not let him have it that easily.
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23 Jul 2025
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If she were more informed—that is to say, if she had more experience dealing with this sort of thing—she might have realized what was happening sooner. But she wasn’t, and she doesn't, so Riza comes into work, even when cramping and fevered and dazed.
Riza is an omega. That's hardly a surprise. What's surprising is when she suddenly goes into heat for the first time since she was a teenager...
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27 Jan 2025
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“I,” she begins, making sure to flash her teeth, “want your firstborn.”
Tartaglia’s eyes narrow. “My firstborn,” he echoes.
“Yes.” She steps closer, until her nose nearly brushes against the steel of his breastplate, and peers up at him. Urgh, human men and their ridiculously tall bodies. “Give me your firstborn child, and I shall cure your brother.”
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childe has no self-preservation, and falls in love with the demon he summoned. now if only said demon would stop trying to set him up with other women.
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24 Jan 2025
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“...How long have you been here now?”
Her laughter faded. “Five hundred years, I think. Or four, depending on how you count it.”
Wanderer didn’t seem to be put off by the difference in these numbers. Lumine wasn’t sure how much information the Fatui had gathered on her situation, but his quiet acceptance wasn’t surprising to her.
“You were staring at the stars last night.” He glanced up at the ceiling, his shoulders stiff, as if glancing at an imaginary sky. “Do you miss them?”
It was Lumine’s turn to grow quiet, her good mood drowned in an air of longing for the unobtainable.
“...There’s nothing like it.”
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Lumine and Wanderer are forced to question what it means to exist, and grow closer in the process.
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30 Oct 2024