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  1. Public Bookmark 40

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    Feng Xin gapes. Did he just. Roll his eyes? In front of His Highness? At him? His attitude is so fucking annoying.

    The shock freezes him to his spot in Xie Lian’s chambers as delayed anger rises like an insistent fire behind his lungs. His hands are itching to start a fight in Xie Lian’s honour when he’s once again intercepted by Xie Lian’s timely actions.

    His Highness leaps up from his seat at his vanity and crosses the room in two strides, taking his arm and tugging Mu Qing along with his other hand. “Let’s go! We’ll all get along, won’t we? I want to practice with you both today!” Xie Lian is so bright and the grip on his arm is so firm that Feng Xin closes his mouth with an audible click.

     

    Having been given the highest honour of being his crown prince’s bodyguard, Feng Xin is very content with his life. But when Mu Qing, all smug and irritating, shows up unexpectedly, he’s faced with the inevitable problem of dealing with him, and the annoying feelings that come with knowing him.

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    03 Feb 2025

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    “I mean, do you ever stop and think about who your anonymous friend might be?" Tighnari says. "Or like, maybe it’s someone you already know or some random guy in one of your classes.”

    “No,” Kaveh says, thinking. “With my luck, if I did know him already, then he would probably be the worst person I know. Someone like Al-Haitham.” The thought is so absurd that he stops and laughs. “But that would be fucking awful.”

    In Kaveh's humble opinion, the title for The Worst Guy In The World is tied between four people: the asshole in his Tuesday eight am, the employee behind the library email account, the guy writing the university's advice column, and the student that the professor he assists always complains about.

    It would only be too convenient if they were all the same person. (They are.)

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    13 Aug 2024

  3. Rec 6

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    Fyodor feels starved. He must have experienced the stomach pangs of famine so regularly that he’d become accustomed to it. Only being reminded of its determination when a meal was properly presented to him, plated beautifully and begging to be consumed.

    Fyodor chases his repast when he believes it to be trying to escape him, pouncing forward when Nikolai’s warmth pulls from him. Except, when he opens his eyes, he decides he must have been a fool to have convinced himself that he was the solitary hunter. Nikolai’s face may look soft with patience, but his eyes speak a story of primal want.

    Nikolai is just as famished as he, and his restraint wears thin.

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    Fyodor encounters & battles temptation in an unexpected environment, ultimately succumbing to it.

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    03 Jul 2024

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    Fyodor has welcomed Nikolai’s greed in a way that no other could.

    this fic oozes sensuality and discovery sprinkled with sweetness. it made my chest feel so warm

  4. Rec *

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    “You dumb idiot. This is a fucking brothel. You know, a whorehouse. The place where people pay to get their cock wet. You been living under a rock this whole time?” he taps his head for extra effect.

    Oh.

    Or, Lang Qianqiu's princely life has fallen to shit along with the Kingdom of Yong'an. He comes across a gorgeous creature with attitude issues in a brothel who he may, or may not want to save.

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    01 Jul 2024

  5. Rec 22

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    Alhaitham shrugs. And even though she’s a bit of an ass, even though she says things like, ‘Maybe you need glasses if you can’t see me to the point where you have to keep staring,’ she’s a white-tee, loose-jeans dream in the thick summer heat, still standing up instead of joining Kaveh at the table. Her short hair brushes over her cheekbones and Kaveh’s fingers twitch with the urge to push it out of her face.

    “Do you think we’ll always be like this?” Kaveh asks.

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    05 May 2024

    Bookmarker's Notes

    yearning so good i was holding my breath good lord