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  1. Public Bookmark 82

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    “ZE OH MY GOD, ZE!!” A sudden shout is quick to break the silence, because of course it does, “I know you said you were napping or whatever but you’re not going to believe.. OH MY GOD?!“ Z was about to shout at the entity to fuck off, to let himself fall against the sorted blankets and pass out, but when he turns a panicked squawk immediately leaves his throat.

     

    Because instead of seeing the closed door he thought he locked.. it’s wide open.

     

    Regect standing in that opened space.

     

    Staring at him.

     

    No.

     

    Staring at his wings.

     

    ……..

     

    “…Ze?” The entity’s voice sounds out again, but quieter this time, more cautious, “How did.. holy shit.. are those wings?!”

     

     

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    When Z was younger, he was taught that his wings were a terrible thing to have, so he hid them away! Never telling a soul about them, not even Regect or Moe! While at least until Regect walks in on him being shirtless…

    (INSPIRED BY THIS TIKTOK VIDEO https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8X835ab/ GO WATCH IT))

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    27 Apr 2026

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  2. Public Bookmark 41

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    Regect’s room got blown up. And, well, he kinda has to sleep next to Ze.

    (self indulgent zegect fic i made instead of going to bed)

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    10 Apr 2026

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  3. Public Bookmark 12

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    Ze pretends to sleep, so Regect doesn’t bother him. The entity had learnt, eventually, that people really did need to sleep, and that Ze would shoot him if he didn’t get enough hours, so he doesn’t question it, when he comes to bed and Ze is asleep. Silly things, humans, sleeping so much.

    Still, Regect wraps his arm around Ze’s waist, pulling him closer – possessive bastard – and Ze does his best not to move, feels the claws encase his stomach and tries not to flinch.

    It’s not – well, it is. It’s just that, his stomach feels big like this, wrapped up as tight as it can be, as tight as Regect wants it.

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    10 Apr 2026

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  4. Public Bookmark 47

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    “Whooo cares?” Ze whined, clumsily trying to move closer to the creature.

    “I feel like you would. At least, once you sober up,” Regect spelled out, turning towards the stairs. “I’ll be right back, okay?”

    “Regect-!” Ze suddenly called, grasping a hand around Regect’s wrist. His hold was shockingly strong for the state he was in, completely stopping the monster in his tracks. His voice promptly lowered to a feeble coo. “C’mon…”

    Regect went still and simply stared at the player’s pleading face, prompting him to clarify further.

    “...I don’t wanna be alone right now.”

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    Wakafante was determined to help his friend out, but due to desperately needing cataract surgery and being unable to afford it, he messed up and accidentally created the potion equivalent of an insanely (and immediately) effective alcohol. Now, Regect is left behind to take care of a drunken Ze and to make sure he doesn't do anything dumb. He won't be able to stop him from saying anything dumb, though...

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    I don't know when this takes place, but it's probably after the camping episode again 😅 It's definitely after my massage fic, though! Hope you guys enjoy! <3

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    09 Apr 2026

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  5. Public Bookmark 71

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    Avery's pothos is dying. Derek knows this because Derek has retained, from eleven days of cosmic knowledge, a detailed and apparently permanent understanding of botany.

    He repots the pothos. He audits the windowsill. He acquires perlite. He talks to the plants, all of them, individually, with the same calm focused attention he gives everything, and Avery watches from the doorway and decides he is completely normal about this.

    He is not normal about this.

    Also Derek and Hastur have an ongoing disagreement that has been running for several weeks and shows no signs of resolution, and Avery buys sunflower seeds, and they talk about balconies in the careful sideways way they talk about most things, and a seedling comes up one day late and Derek crouches down to be level with it and says hi, you're late, but you're here, and Avery is so fine he has never been less fine in his life.

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    08 Apr 2026

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