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  1. Public Bookmark 6

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    “It’s weird, you know? To feel something and be told you don’t actually feel it.”

    “To believe them over your own body,” the Inquisitor murmurs.

    “To have no choice either way,” Dorian finishes.

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    20 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 6

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    After accidentally tangling with an ancient artifact, Dorian shows up at Bull's door with several problems, including something new and unfamiliar in his trousers and an insatiable need to be touched, coupled with a complete inexperience with these sorts of parts. Bull is more than happy to help him out..

    aka. Dorian messes with magic, gets a vagina for a day, and Bull is pretty sure this happened in a dream once.

    Written for the DA Kink Meme Challenge 2026!

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    28 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 5

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    "I think you're just desperate for it," Bull murmured against his throat, lips dragging over the stubble there.
    Another growl, lower this time, pressed directly against Dorian's pulse point. Dorian's hips bucked involuntarily, his cock grinding against Bull's stomach, "Desperate for my cock. Been thinking about it all day, haven't you? Sitting in that library, pretending to read, when really you were thinking about me bending you over and…"

    Dorian's breath caught, his fingers tightening on Bull's shoulders hard enough to leave marks.
    "Yes," he hissed, the bravado slipping away to reveal the raw need underneath the desperation he tried so hard to hide beneath wit and wine and carefully cultivated nonchalance,

    "Yes, you great brute. I want it. I want you to ruin me."

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    28 Apr 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 67

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    It is not love. It is not even, really, an alliance. It is just the way that things are, the two of them thrown together by Mephistopheles’ whim. Haarlep does not even know what they would do with love. Incubi are made for sex, and they were made for sex with Raphael. Love does not come into it.
    But they do wonder, sometimes, what they ought to call it. There must be a word, must be something to describe the way that they know immediately exactly what kind of day Raphael has had by the way that the cambion carries himself, by the length of his stride and the set of his jaw as he crosses the threshold of the boudoir. He is furious, anger and contempt burrowing beneath his skin.
    Haarlep smiles at him, adjusts the way they’re lounging on the bed, loops an arm up over the headboard. They smirk.
    “Why,” they say, “you look like you have had quite the productive day, master.”
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    Raphael has had a bad day. Haarlep helps him unwind, in the way that only they can.

    Or:
    Haarlep gets Raphael absolutely fucked up. For his health. Raphael is about as grateful as you'd expect. There are absolutely no complicated emotions going on here at all, why do you ask?

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    24 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 38

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    “Really,” you say. “If you wanted me to invite me to your bedroom, Raphael, you could have tried asking nicely. You know, without the dramatics.”
    “Darling—” Astarion begins, just as Karlach says:
    “What the fuck—”
    But they’re drowned out by Raphael’s laugh, cold and mocking, and his eyes are only for you. His gaze seems to pin you in place.
    “Your bravado is almost admirable,” he says. “I will enjoy breaking you from it.”
    “Well, I think I can spare you five minutes or so,” you shrug. “If that’s really how you want to do this. Or am I overestimating him, Haarlep?”
    That earns you a laugh from the incubus — your laugh — and another flash of fury in Raphael’s eyes.
    This is not wise. You know it isn’t. You should stop provoking him.
    You won’t, though.
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    In the House of Hope, Tav casts certain aspersions on Raphael's sexual prowess. Raphael... proves him wrong.

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    23 Feb 2026