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“To the ever-noble pursuit of knowledge,” Astarion grins, “and a late night in the pursuit of pleasure.”
Much to his surprise, Gale clinks his glass with little more than a chuckle in opposition. Perhaps he is hiding a bit of fun beneath that awful sweater.
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He watches from a distance as Astarion paces the monastery grounds, trying to find the spot the sun will reach first each morning so that he can plant his pocketful of tea leaves. Something for him to leave behind out here, basking in the light.
Bloodweave Week Day 1: Sunrise / Post-canon
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It’d only been an hour, maybe two, since he’d slipped away upstairs. He’d assumed the others had found their own places to fall since their tadpoles had finally ceased their blurry reaching and, by extension, begun to afford him some amount of peace.
So a knock is quite unwelcome. Doubly-so when he already knows who it is on the other side of the door.
Gale fumbles, falls into bed next to him, still sweet with the smell of brandy and magic.
“Astarion, is that you?” He whispers, groping in the dark until his fingers catch in the ruffle of his shirt. “Are you awake at this late hour, my very….” His head lolls against Astarion’s shoulder, and he smothers a laugh in advance of his own joke. “Elven, vampiric friend?”
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Every time, the tadpole squirms its way inside his head. Every time he is ‘saved,’ ‘seduced,’ and sometimes even believes it. This time feels almost real, different, as he drives the blade between Cazador’s ribs.
Astarion watches for the hundredth time as the people he has come to know unravel. Wyll loses self or sire, Karlach’s heart always burns too bright. Gale fakes a smile before he goes, insists it’s for the best.
He would have thought that he would be numb to the hurt by now, but still, it’s hard to watch.
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If only Gale could see the way he looks right now—strands of dark hair clinging to his cheek, and pupils as wide as saucers. And they hadn’t even kissed yet.
Astarion huffs out a hollow, pitying laugh for them both. “Is that what’s got you all out of sorts, Gale?” He smooths a thumb across the wizard’s temple and Gale chases his touch on instinct. “A little sex spell?”
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Polnareff Body Worship Week by kitten_combatant
Fandom: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
15 Apr 2021
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Clean Me Up by kitten_combatant
Fandom: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
25 Oct 2020
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Hans chuckles weakly as he stares down at the curly-toed boots Henry had filched for him. "I've got plenty of practice in being a demanding cunt, but this is a bit outside my depth so I need to know… I know the whole point is you're going to pretend like you don't want to, but Christ..."
He takes a deep breath, wringing the fur cap in his lap. "I want to do this right."
After many unwanted dreams, Henry comes to Hans with a request that he not act like his usual self in bed. Hans does his best to get in character.
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21 Aug 2025
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“I s’pose it’s not too late to find out.”
Hans' mouth goes dry. “What?”
“To find out,” Henry repeats, as if Hans is daft. “How I’d look as a woman. I wouldn’t do it for no reason, mind.”
Stomach flipping, feet now on the ground, he leans forward, his whole self curving towards the suggestion in Henry’s voice. “And if I- if your lord were to command it…” Hans’ words come in fits and starts, smooth stones skipping over still water, “would you?”
There’s no excuse for his question, no wine addled tongue, no sleep thick fantasies. Just him, this night, and how stupidly tight Henry’s shirt is around his arms.
“Aye, sir.” Henry says. “I would.”
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21 Aug 2025
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“We are not brothers. At least, not in the way that it matters. Not by blood,” Samuel stalls, hands folded; like he’s thinking, hard. A twitch of his lip quirks the ends of his moustache up at attention. "Not right now."
It’s captivating, for what it’s worth—the way he weighs his words, bordering on impulsivity.
“Do you agree?”
Sure—of course. But where is this going?
“No, we aren’t,” Henry validates, a gulp embedded in his sternum. Perish the thought. “But it sounds good to say—that we’ve known the same man, I mean.”
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16 Aug 2025
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“Relax,” Artemy tells him.
Dankovsky’s body obeys before his mind does. In fact, it had as soon as Artemy touched him.
“Do you get headaches often?”
Dankovsky grunts. “Don’t waste your diagnostics on me. There’s a plague.”
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18 Jul 2025
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The king smelled of perfume—sharp and heady. It made Henry’s mouth water. He wanted to bite. He picked up the pace, thighs burning, and dreamed of sinking his teeth into the king’s throat—of ripping it open.
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