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    Falin is in rut,

    Marcille is oblivious,

    And Laios doesn't get paid enough for this shit.

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    30 May 2024

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    Marcille just wanted to cook lunch. Falin wants her for lunch instead

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    The heats came without warning, no matter how many sleepless nights Marcille spent fretting over statistics, or colour-organising calendars. She’s taken urine samples, and studied the colour of Falin’s eyes, and even drawn blood from Falin’s veins, but it’s no use.

    Falin will wake, drenched in sweat, and her cock will be already hard between her legs, bulbous red and desperate for something to fuck.

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    30 May 2024

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    “You know, like… Oh please, Mr. God-Auditor,” Prismo affected an unconvincing falsetto, “I’ll do anything you want, just don’t report me! That sort of thing.”
    “Have we not just established that there is nothing I want from-”
    “My body!” Prismo blurted out. “You could have my body.”
    Scarab blinked.
    “To fuck. You would be fucking me.” Prismo tacked on, for clarification. “I hope you know what that is, at least. Please don’t make me explain the birds and the beetles to you.”

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    A story about the complications of Prismo and Scarab's no-good-awful-terrible-but-maybe-there's-hope relationship - originally a oneshot, now being expanded into a multichapter fic!

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    02 Oct 2023

    Bookmarker's Notes

    this was hot and sad whixh is the ideal fic

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    “The handmaidens are beside themselves to see you in your uniform tomorrow.” Zelda blithely smiles, tongue in cheek even as she wonders as to the taste of his. Her appointed knight raises blond eyebrows, mug halfway to full lips before he pauses to roll her words over in his head.

    “Are they now?”

    “Oh yes,” He sips, throat bobbing with a thoughtful swallow. Green eyes follow the motion ravenously, but if Link feels her gaze on him he doesn’t let on. “It’s all Marion could talk about this morning.” His mouth pulls up into a smirk, and Zelda realizes too late the mischief brewing behind bright blue eyes. She’s inadvertently walked into a trap.

    “And you?” Her knight drops his two syllables into the air between them like a remote bomb from the Sheikah slate.

    “And I?” Zelda’s heart races as she strives to play coy, painfully aware of how low her bodice dips. Greedy lungs beg for his secondhand air, bidding her chest rise and earning a brief flare of Link’s nostrils. Hyrule’s hope leans forward, wolflike as he halves the space between them to murmur.

    “Are you beside yourself to see me in my uniform?”

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    08 Jun 2023

    Bookmarker's Notes

    ough this made me ache