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Mydei wakes up to find his loving husband has left during the night, he is not exactly pleased about this development, and goes to track down the idiot he married.
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11 Jul 2026
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The first thing Feofan saw upon opening his eyes was… black roses.
A thick bouquet of them, hovered right in front of his face. He dragged his gaze away from the flowers, upward to meet the red eyes that had been haunting his stay in Sumeru.
“You’ll be scheduled for surgeries in four days. For your extreme case, the success rate is laughably small—small enough that I’d ask The Tsaritsa to write me an eulogy right now if I were you.” Zandik smiled faintly. “Then, after the surgery fails, you will be in a state of coma for a day or two or, if you’re unlucky, three.”
“So, chairman…” The bouquet was gently put on Feofan’s lap, right next to the elixir. “Because I am too poor to book a flight to Snezhnaya and attend your funeral, let me pay my utmost respect to you right here, right now.”
Or—when the sick, joyless, closeted Chairman of the Northland Bank meets a mad scientist short on funding.
Or—them, in another life.Series
- Part 2 of My Dottolone Works
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24 May 2026
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i'll love you to ruination by starsneverlanding for midnighter777, 1mb
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
24 May 2026
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"That is a reward you have not yet earned," Pantalone says sternly.
"Is being stabbed not punishment enough?" Dottore retorts through heavy breaths.
"Do not act as though you did not enjoy it."
Dottore grins, his head falling back against the headboard, his eyes turning up towards the ceiling. "You needn't press so forcefully. You might reopen my wound."
"Would that teach you a lesson?" Pantalone pushes again, and Dottore chuckles through the sear that ripples through him.
"What do you think?"
//or, dottore gets stabbed and pantalone maybe loses his composure, just a little bit
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24 May 2026
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the tried-and-true method by ashaleya-birb (ashush)
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
03 Apr 2026
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So, he rolls the dice.
“You caused this, you know,” Aventurine raises the stakes to the ceiling, baits the player with a card he would not have shown if it weren’t for how desperate he was. He’s a lucky man; Ratio is steeled in his spot, unable to look away. “Won’t you take responsibility of me, doctor?”
Ratio swallows. "I did this to you?”
“Nobody else,” He sighs, beckoning him with a single motion. Ratio is right where he wants him—hook, line, and sinker. “Aren’t you special, inducing an omega’s heat without lifting a finger.”
Aventurine had never felt much like an omega, disconnected from the mere notion when there were other pressing matters at hand. It stuns him, of course, when the dormant animal finally begins to speak—in the middle of kissing one handsome doctor.
(Perhaps it's because he lacks the knowledge of what other factors can affect an omega’s heat, that he throws himself straight into one.)
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03 Apr 2026
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wouldn't you like to know? by ashaleya-birb (ashush)
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
15 Feb 2026
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“Aventurine,” Ratio says, gravely, “The piercing is on my penis.”
And purely because he wouldn’t have risen to the heights of luxury without being utterly shameless, he has the gall to request, “...Show me anyway?”
It is, indeed, a very shameless request to ask of someone. Luckily for him, as it always is, Ratio doesn’t quite mind; whether that was because it didn’t matter where piercings were done, art is art and all that, or that he just drank enough glasses of wine to give him liquid courage. Both possibilities are entirely debatable. He hesitates for a second though, yet ultimately decides the best course of action was to begin tugging down the gray sweatpants, letting it pool around his knees.
Fuck it, he might as well drool.
Ratio has a few secrets up his sleeve, on his back, and inside his pants. All in the name of simply appreciating the aesthetics of body art, a gallery of ink painted on flesh and precious gold etched within it, while spreading knowledge along the cosmos.
or: Aventurine’s (not-at-all biased) artistic critique of Ratio’s body.
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16 Mar 2026