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Jesse closes his eyes and he is not at home anymore.
He is not alone.
Jesse is in a large, open room with a high ceiling full of exposed wooden beams and what looks like straw mats spread out on the floor. Some of the walls are solid, others are made of paper. Words come to Jesse to unbidden like memories that aren’t his own. Dojo. Tatami. Shoji. The characters on the pillars are kanji.
Jesse is in Japan. Parts of him, anyway.
There are people lingering along the edges of the room. There are two figures in the center, one of them older with his eyes flashing eerie red, black hair greying at his temples. In front of him is a boy about Jesse’s age— seventeen. Eighteen, maybe. He’s kneeling with his eyes downcast, long hair pulled up into a messy bun, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His clothes are hanging down off his left shoulder to expose an intricate tattoo, dragons and storm clouds and lightning in blue and grey and gold.
He’s beautiful like nothing Jesse has ever seen, a tangle of contradictions. He looks delicate.
He looks powerful.
He’s breathtaking and he’s afraid and oh, fuck.
He’s Jesse’s.
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09 Mar 2026
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Ilya almost feels high, knowing that, for the first time, they have all the time in the world to slow down and memorize each other. Ilya is determined to take these next few hours to kiss every freckle, every stretch mark…
Ilya is in love and worships Shane.
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- Part 2 of Got Me Goin’ Like (Ooh)
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25 Jan 2026
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09 Sep 2025
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Laurent is a ragdoll, pulled down into the dark at improbable speed. The lift it makes in his stomach is odd, like the giddy drop on a rollercoaster. A moment of elation, perhaps, before he dies.
He breaks the surface.
His gasping mouth now pulls in air, his feet firmly on the rock bottom of the spring and legs holding him up unshakably. Water streams from his head, down his body, as though a bucket had been dumped over his head. He reaches up to push his sopping hair from his eyes.
“Naiad,” a voice says.
Laurent stills. Psychological collapse should be allowed, by the universe, to be a solitary affair, especially when it happens in a state of complete undress. It’s unfair on a cosmic level that Laurent should be happened upon by a stranger in his current condition.
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On holiday with his brother in Ios, Laurent bathes in a hot spring. Unfortunately, he drowns. Even more unfortunately, when he surfaces somehow, he finds himself thrust back in time. Dropped into the middle of a mythologised ancient war for the Akielon throne, he is determined to get back to the modern day - even after ending up kidnapped (or perhaps rescued) by the rightful King, Damianos.
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- Part 1 of even in another time
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15 Aug 2025
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“What’s all this?”
Laurent got off the couch and strode to meet him near the door, where he had not moved. Then he met Damen’s gaze straight on and said, “Attend me.” This was not a shock to Damen, as it was not nearly the first time they had brought such a dynamic to their bedroom; he happily began to unlace Laurent’s clothing. But tonight—
“I want to give you your First Night,” Laurent answered Damen’s initial question, looking down at his wrist that Damen’s fingers just bared. “Someone once told me that to a slave it means everything.”Bookmarked by thechocolatebarr
22 Jun 2025