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  1. Public Bookmark 53

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    Something is wrong.

    Sunday can tell as much from the moment he wakes up, eyes fluttering open to the soft light the Express uses to mimic morning. It's a sight he’s grown accustomed to, yet today it leaves him with a knot in his throat, with clammy palms sticking to his bedsheets. It is when he draws his first breath of the day, only to find it uneven, that an inkling of something sinks into his bones.

    He’s sick, he realizes, and with it comes the fluttering of his heart in his chest, abnormal and abrupt. A rhythm disrupted. 

    Or: Sunday gets sick, but decides to hide it, not wanting to ruin the crew's plans to go to a karaoke joint. This, of course, blows up in his face.

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    27 Apr 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 39

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    During their homecoming celebration, Varka accidentally injures Lohen in a friendly spar. After years of fending off requests to hurt him during sex, it shouldn't be surprising when Lohen jumps on the chance to blend pain with pleasure.

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    26 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 81

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    Despite his misgivings, his mind strays, to a scene earlier, vividly in his mind.

    Gallagher’s reverent murmurs against his skin, his lips on his chest, the way he’d taken his pleasure from Sunday, traced his sides like he was something to be admired, something to be worshipped—

    Heat blooms in Sunday’s cheeks, and he turns his face aside, wings hiding the lower part of his face.

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    06 Apr 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 33

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    Bestow mercy upon this wretched soul, he thinks, then –

    “I misspoke. This is…more than adequate,” he says, wets his lips. Then, taking care to enunciate each word as he reaches for Aventurine’s hand, pulling it from his bare side to peel the man’s glove off, he says, “I want this.”

    Aventurine doesn’t reply. His eyes are wide, his lips parted, as he takes in the sight of their bare hands sliding together, of fingers interlocking.

    Or: Sunday and Aventurine take advantage of an empty Astral Express to have sex for the first time (ever, in Sunday's case), featuring Sunday's desires conflicting with his religious upbringing.

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    20 Feb 2026

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    “You’re not a bird, Sunday,” Mr Yang breaks the silence. Sunday’s eyes flick to him just in time to see him shake his head, his brow furrowed. “Nor are you flightless.”

    “Aren’t I?” he retorts. It’s too late to back out now that he’s started the conversation, now that he’s laying himself bare in front of the one person he respects most on this train. “What is it that differentiates me from an injured dove, Mr. Yang? My body might be fine, but to say the same of my mind –”

    “You’re not an injured dove either,” Mr. Yang cuts in, firm. Final. His gaze lifts from the tea, eyes blazing with something Sunday can’t name. “And even if you were, you would’ve gotten better with help.”

    Or: Five times Sunday floundered while trying to find his place on the Astral Express and the one time he felt right at home.

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    28 Mar 2026