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    He is utterly undeserving of Olruggio's affection, but he could never, never turn it away.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    Every so often, even years after Olruggio had accepted Qifrey’s I can’t, that tension between them pulled taut. Olruggio’s eyes were a deep, dark blue, and at night they looked nearly black, even with the lamp casting light onto his face.
    “Sometimes,” Olruggio said, “I feel like you’re hiding something.”

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    How Qifrey kept himself carefully, deliberately, painstakingly miserable all these years.

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    23 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 26

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    In this vile symbiosis, perhaps there was an evolution: the parasite has realized it does not wish to kill Qifrey fast, lest it lose its primary source. It has grown slow, ignorable.

    He does not feel it, and he feels it, or is that his eye, the ache in his cranium? What is cause and what is effect, will he unravel, here, in front of his apprentices, his cap a staircase away?

    (or, qifrey’s no-good, all terrible dinner.)

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    22 Jun 2026

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    “Grace promise to be very calm about many things immediately,” Rocky said, his voice low and serious. “Grace promise now.”

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    21 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 41

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    “My feet are really aching on this floor,” Qifrey says, sighing a bit overdramatically, just for the sake of it. “There’s no rug in here or anything. And they get cold.”

    “Oh,” Olly looks confused. “Do you want me to bring you—”

    Qifrey cuts him off again, tipping his bearded chin up with a hand. He brushes the pad of his thumb across Olly’s bottom lip, pressing it down to see a hint of the pink inside. “Will you be my footrest, while I work?”

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    20 Jun 2026