Dustclouds
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Wriothesley's guts constricted, stomach bottoming out in a heated clench that punched his diaphragm down and turned his inhale into a pained gasp. Warmth flooded unbidden across the surface of his skin, ruddying his cheeks with blood.
Dear fucking gods. What was that scent?
It registered like a spice to his nose— rich, pungent, and potent enough to edge a sneeze. But unlike any spice he'd ever encountered, this scent carried its own connotation that his instincts recognized immediately.
This room smelled like power. It hung suspended in the air like a dense haze of fog. Pure and unadulterated. True and undeniable.
It made him want to kneel.
It made him want to crawl.
Wriothesley has spent so many years on suppressants that he's forgotten what it means to be an omega. That is, until he meets the one alpha whose scent is impossible to ignore.
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- Part 2 of loving you in every lifetime
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26 Jan 2026
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A man was set before the pavilion, dressed in a thin, white robe, his arms bound behind his back. Glints of gold dotted his body: a thin headdress across his brow, a band of gold over his upper arm, and thick bracelets encircling both his wrists and ankles.
Zhongli tilted his head at him, then realised.
His gift wasn’t a mere object, nor was it food.
His gift was the man himself.
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Zhongli is gifted a human sacrifice from afar. It'll take some doing to transform his gift into a true and proper wife, but for one so pretty and so enticing...Zhongli is content to work and to wait for the fruits of his labour to ripen. (Childe, the sacrifice, has of course not be consulted in the matter and thus, is significantly less willing to cooperate.)
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26 Jan 2026
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Laurent gestured subtly, towards the other end of the ballroom where a group of men were talking amiably. “Him,” Laurent said.
Auguste looked. “What about him?”
“I’m going to court him.”
There was a long pause. “That’s King Damianos of Akielos.”
“Okay,” Laurent replied.
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21 Jan 2026
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Laurent arches an eyebrow. “I am married, Jord.”
Jord blinks at him slowly. “…To your job?”
“To a man.”
Jord’s eyes fall on Laurent’s bare left hand. “Right,” he says.
Or: five times Laurent says he's married, and the one time everyone finally believes him.
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