TheSnarkLord

The coat of arms I designed when I was 12: A lozenge, quarterly purpure and sable, on a chevron argent three dragons passant sable. The supporters are two gryphons and underneath is the latin motto "nec cupias nec metuas"



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  1. Public Bookmark 5

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    “I’m still around, then?”

    “Huh?” Hans blinked, trying to parse the expression on his friend’s face.

    “In your future. I’m still around?”

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    Hans finds a grey hair on Henry's head.

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    07 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 4

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    And you have fixed my life — however short. You did not light me: I was always a mad comet; but you have fixed me. I spun round you a satellite for a month, but I shall swing out soon, a dark star in the orbit where you will blaze. - Wilfred Owen

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    07 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 14

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    Henry wakes up to find himself in a hard situation. On the one hand, he should probably try to escape from whoever tied him up and gagged him and threw him in the back of a cart with Hans. On the other hand, he's getting off on it.

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    07 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 18

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    “I have an idea.” Hans said it slowly, a little nervously, one finger trailing down Henry’s shoulder toward his bicep. Henry shivered. “Something for us to try now that we’ve got time and privacy.”

    “Alright.”

    “Alright?” Hans’s eyes snapped from Henry’s arm to his face. “You’re not going to ask me what it is?”

    Henry had never been shy about experimenting in bed, but Hans didn’t know that about him yet. He knew almost nothing of Henry in bed, and Henry, sitting on the edge of said bed with his hands currently gracing Hans’s bare thighs, was eager to rectify this. Had been eager to rectify this, trying to speed them along as Hans dragged his still-stockinged feet.

    “I’m at your service, my lord.”

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    06 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 9

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    In which Henry slaps some ass, Hans has some revelations about his turn ons, and they shouldn't be doing either while running from bandits.

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    05 May 2026