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He turns from the window to gaze at the massive portrait of the two of them that hangs above the roaring fireplace. It's wonderfully done, on a technical level, but Dreadful despises it. In it, he is sitting and gazing up at Astarion, who is standing, hand gripping Dreadful's shoulder. It's a blatant choice of pose depicting Astarion as powerful and Dreadful as subservient. It makes him bare his teeth. One of these days he might just hurl it off the balcony.
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Derek is looking at him, incredulous. “You’re staying?”
Stiles stares at him like he’s an idiot, “You magic’d an us baby and then didn’t tell me for 15 entire years of his life. I’ve missed 15 years, you’ve made me into a deadbeat dad and I didn’t even know about it.”
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She’s not a stalker, no matter what Hyunjin says.
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15 Dec 2025
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26, bottom, seeking anon top
The details are listed below: a specific time, in the middle of the night, in the secluded corner of the park on the ritzy side of town, sealed by a lock at sundown. Chan is familiar with the locale, if only because Hyunjin frequents it on weekends to take pictures and draw, sketchpad propped on his knee while he lazily smokes a cigarette with one hand and glides his pencil across the page with the other.
As the clock ticks past ten, Chan pulls open Hyunjin’s post again. It had gained some traction, quite a few likes, but Chan knows the ins and outs of this app by now — most of those likes come from creeps who probably jerked off to Hyunjin’s picture, and only a few of them are likely close enough to entertain taking Hyunjin up on his offer.
It won’t matter, Chan tells himself. He’ll make sure no one puts their filthy hands on Hyunjin’s perfect body.
Chan has taken care of Hyunjin long enough. He finally claims his reward.
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13 Dec 2025
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One chance. All Felicity needed was one chance. One chance to have Chris close, one time to let him use her body as he saw fit. He’d know, then, wouldn’t he? How wet she could be? How desperate? How her body had been made for him? How good she could be to keep around, to have babies with, to marry?
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13 Dec 2025
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Minho’s friends must think they are hilarious, leaving him anonymous love letters. Except, the notes don’t really read like they’re from his friends, and they are a bit too elaborate to be a prank. Though Minho is typically non-confrontational, something about the deeply personal letters gets under his skin. He'll catch the perpetrator and figure out what restaurant near campus serves the delicious take out he always smells, all while working part time at the campus cafe, student teaching, and finishing his final year of university.
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Games of playing hide and seek, playing catch-up, and playing with fire.
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12 Dec 2025
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Jimmy sighed softly, adjusting his wings to take some pressure off an aching point near his spine.
He missed Tango, was the truth of it. He knew his soulmate was on the same server as him, not even that far away with how small the map felt this season, but it still felt too far. Especially after the lone, brief exchange they’d had earlier in the rush of the game–
Teasing and bickering across a small stretch of water, Joel killing the cow, Etho spinning the boat around to face him, Tango leaping across the water to get a better view. Then Jimmy had rushed forward, had elbowed Tango aside, had only realized his mistake when he caught Tango’s stumbled, half-wincing landing out of the corner of his eye. He had cast a sheepish smile back over his shoulder, tossed back an apology - “Sorry, rancher!” - and their eyes, however briefly, had met. Tango had grinned, had laughed, had looked almost proud, and then threatened his life with a smile and wink. Then Jimmy and Joel had fled, and Etho had watched them go, and then…
Jimmy withheld another sigh and sat up, rolling his shoulders and his head to dispel the crick in his neck. There was no way he could sleep like this.
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21 Oct 2025