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  1. Public Bookmark 93

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    “I did not expect to see you work as the Starshyna’s messenger boy,” Varka said with a relaxed, almost all-knowing smile. “What happened to Illuga?”

    “Nothing,” Flins said. “The Starshyna you might try to steal him away from the Ratniki. It is more appropriate if I come instead.”

    Varka had to find something funny in Flins’s half-truth, laughing first and then tapping his chin pensively. “Is he not afraid of me trying to steal you away? I’ll say, it seems like his judgment isn’t as sharp as he’d want it to be.”

    Varka was a very touch-oriented person. Always clapping shoulders, patting backs, or holding onto his friends’ arms when he laughed too hard. Flins wanted to feel that for himself.

    But when he had it, it felt shallow. He missed the lingering touches, their feet playing under the table, their hands gravitating towards one another. He wanted Varka to hold him and never let go.

    It was a lot to ask because Varka did not belong to the graveyard or to Nod-Krai. He belonged to his family back in Mondstadt, whom he had never spoken to Flins about.

    Because for the first time, it was Flins who was temporary—not the other way around.

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    28 Jan 2026

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    It takes his stream chat, his exasperated friends, and months of pining for Varka to realize that his roommate- whom he's hopelessly in love with, mind you- has perhaps been flirting with him.

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    27 Jan 2026

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    Suguru's art had been colorless for so long. Everything had felt dull, muted. He had created out of obligation, out of necessity; it had been so long since he had created out of something as fleeting and visceral as feeling.

    But now, suddenly—

    Everything in his mind was blue.

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    Or: when Satoru Gojo unknowingly insults struggling artist Suguru Geto's work, the artist finds himself captivated by the muse he never expected—one who would breathe life and color into a passion he thought he'd lost.

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    30 Oct 2025

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    made my heart ache in the best possible way!!!!

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    Suguru suppresses the useless urge to reach out— fix the collar of Satoru’s coat, shake his shoulders, tell him to leave this town while he still can. Warn him about the puddle at his feet. Tell him, I will either die or live long enough to go insane here. Do not bother staying. Then, just as quickly, the thought flips. He wants to welcome him, to encourage his line of questioning, to offer the week’s Mass schedule, anything so he won’t risk another Sunday alone.

    The urge is ridiculous, intrusive, rooted in something half-compassion, half-loneliness. No, no, that’s selfish. He cannot indulge the impulse to play at hospitality, not with someone like this. There are warnings for it, in the old letters and older prayers: Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some have entertained angels unawares. But angels, too, have been mistaken for devils before. His faith is meant to make room for the lost, not the alluring. His life is not a vessel for his own cravings.

    And yet— Satoru is not the devil, so what does that make him?

    In which Father Geto, the last priest in a dying seaside town, finds himself entangled with a beautiful stranger and a curse.

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    16 Oct 2025

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    this fic has a special place in my heart, i don't think i've been normal about it for even a second. wow!!!!!! this is amazing!!!! more than amazing!!! i have no words!!! WOW!!!!!

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    A young man entered the cafe at speed, wild-eyed and panting. He locked eyes with Suguru and a moment later had vaulted over the counter and crouched at his feet, back pressed against the bar.

    Suguru watched this happen with the vague detachment of the extremely overtired. He thought absently that it was lucky he’d cleaned up the drinks or they would have impeded what had been a rather impressive hurdle. The athlete in question was looking up at him with the most stunning blue eyes he’d ever seen.

    He looked fucking terrified.

    In which Gojo Satoru seeks shelter in a 24-hour cafe, but that pretty barista might be more than he bargained for.

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    16 Oct 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    so sweet!! so hot!! peak romance!!!