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    Kissing your best friend? That's weird and gross.

    Letting him fuck you within an inch of your life? Now that's what Mydei calls a perfectly pleasant way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

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    01 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 57

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    A warrior only kneels twice: the first time in prayer, and the second in defeat. All Kremnoans live and die by this, a lesson thoroughly sowed from the wall of their skulls to the hardened bone of their kneecaps, until they grow resilient, unbending legs.
    A king only kneels once — at his coronation, accepting the hefty weight of a jeweled crown over his head, and the responsibility of his land and his people.

    Phainon’s belt clinks, the leather slipping from silver hoops, and Mydei falls to his knees.

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    18 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 93

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    Soft, Phainon thought with his breath catching in his throat. He looks… soft. Comfortable.

    Familiar and foreign features mixed together creating an image so enchanting Phainon couldn’t tear his gaze away even if he tried. Painfully familiar crimson tattoos, same shade of strawberry blonde hair that made Phainon’s hand itch with the desire to bury his fingers in those soft locks. Same build and strength that belonged to a body that was forged by one tragedy after another but there laid a difference – where once was hard and unyielding muscles now laid a soft layer of fat that only came with decades lived in comfort, something that his Mydei had never had the privilege of having. The locks that Phainon was so used to – shiny, a little wavy and with ends that were just uneven enough to get unnoticed by the general public – now were longer, shinier, wavier.

    This Mydei was older, more mature. With scars painting his body that Phainon didn’t know the history behind and with experience that Phainon was never a part of.

    The thought inexplicably made something in his chest hurt.

    or somehow Phainon wakes up in an unfamiliar Amphoreus.

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    26 Apr 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 42

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    Only the lower half of Mydei's face was visible, his lips set in something dangerously close to a smirk, but not quite. There was tension there. Something deliberate or maybe not, which somehow made it worse. Hotter. Better.
    Phainon swallowed. His eyes dropped.
    Mydei's wrists were bound in leather. It was dark and clean, pulled snug enough to secure him. It didn’t look tight enough to hurt. Just enough to hold. To keep.
    Phainon’s grip on the phone shifted slightly, thumb pressing harder against the side without him noticing. “…What the hell,” he breathed. That was his belt. The one he left behind while packing for work. It was on Mydei’s wrists, it didn’t look like a joke. That was the problem.

    Phainon receives a picture of Mydei tied up with his own belt. It’s meant to be a joke, but it lingers a little too long, digs a little too deep, and sparks something in both of them: curiosity in Phainon, something submissive in Mydei, and the quiet question of how far they’re willing to take it in both of them. (AKA: Ropebundeimos getting put in his place, the fic.)

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    20 Apr 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 46

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    Kaveh blinks his eyes open, long eyelashes fluttering as his vision clears. At this moment, it becomes evident that, however clever or ingenious Kaveh may be, no guess or inkling could have come even remotely close to the scene in front of him. Alhaitham stares back, face flushed, lips tight. The man fully turns to Kaveh, the movement slightly jostling his bare breasts—engorged and leaking.

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    10 Apr 2026