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Eiden rolled out of bed with a yawn, sitting at the side of his bed and getting a few good stretches in. His muscles were still sore from yesterday’s chores but today would be full of them. Each hybrid had a need and farmhand Eiden had just the touch for them.
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08 Sep 2025
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Deliver Us From Sin | The Ninth Gate by ExoticAlmonde
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
11 Aug 2025
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“Show me.” He demanded.
Sunday swallowed thickly, throat bobbing.
“Show… Show you…?”
Answers to questions I cannot ask.
Feelings, which have been manifesting inside me.
These desires, which have been festering like a weeping wound.
Right now, all Sunday could think about was the person before him.
---Father Sunday is trapped in a beautiful nightmare, where all of his virginal questions could be answered. With the blessing of Ena, he is given the chance to explore all of his desires, a path through which he would find himself and a key to the cage he longed to escape.
With the Hound of the Dreamscape by his side, change doesn't look quite so frightening anymore.
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20 Jul 2025
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Mydei had once read about Phagousa's titankin in an old tome. Sea sirens, the tales called them, bewitching creatures that compelled sailors to dash their warships to pieces. When he was younger, much more naive and wounded, he sometimes imagined that it was a siren that tricked Eurypon into throwing him off that cliff.
But right now, listening to the noises that stream from Phainon's kiss-bitten lips, Mydei feels as though he has one of those fabled sirens in his lap driving him closer and closer towards utter hedonistic madness.
(For Myphai Week NSFW Day 3: Bath Sex)
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29 Jun 2025
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“Now why wouldn’t he like me?” Wonweek grins playfully. Sunday knows that the other ‘him’ only desires to be constantly true to himself and have fun. Hence, a smile is the most innocent expression he can put on— but it unnerves him anyway.
“After all, I’m you.”
“In fact, let’s make a bet.” Wonweek chuckles in a poor imitation of Aventurine; something he must have picked up during their past confrontation with the IPC gambler, “I bet… when offered the choice, Gallagher is more fond of me than you.”
Wonweek escapes again. It is definitely not a problem as long as he stays close to Sunday; they can probably get this fixed by the end of the day.
Problem is, he is a part of Sunday— potentially the worst one too.
And now this chaotic part is terribly fixated on a certain hound.
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23 Jun 2025
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It had been a decade since Sunday had last seen Gallagher.
Spending their college days on the road had been fun, but it was an experience long past. Sunday told himself they'd never meet again, but a call from the nearby hospital sparked a flame he couldn't put out.Bookmarked by RandomSunday
09 Jun 2025