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"And if I am frustrated with it? Would you help?" Sunday asked carefully. Trying his best to feign nonchalance.
Gallagher scratched at his own chin with his free hand thoughtfully. "Help with what? I'm garbage with paperwork."
"You could help me," Sunday paused, momentarily losing his nerve with the insane thing he was asking. "Blow off some steam. Physically."
Gallagher stared at him. "You—" Opened his mouth and immediately closed it again. "Sunday, are—" Blinked a few times. "Are you propositioning me?"
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13 Sep 2025
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Reconfiguration of Euphoria by BloodDoodle18 for MystifiedMadoka
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
09 Sep 2025
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Warm breath crept on his nape, the feel of canines lightly grazing.
“Come on- Birdie, let's hear a note.” Gallagher pulled his head from the crook of Sunday's neck. His heated gaze tracking yet unmarked flesh.
--Sunday travels late at night for his want of salvation, and a knowing wolf lies in wait of his angel's desecration.
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12 Sep 2025
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There had been a singular night of recklessness on Sunday’s part when he had been younger, a night filled with the flow of alcohol and kissing the smoke sweet breath of a beautiful man out of his mouth.
Years later, the beautiful nightmare finds him again.
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08 Sep 2025
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Sunday is possibly the worst communicator Aventurine has ever decided to bed. That doesn't mean it's not a fun time, though.
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07 Sep 2025
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A sigh. Brief glance into the mirror to ensure everything is perfect: shoes, shining beneath the lamps, shirt collar pressed into flawless lines. No stray thread or random stain. He should look impeccable – for today is his day. He makes himself a perfection embodied, ascends to angelhood in the eyes of those below. Lo, all of Penacony will bear witness.
For there is no sweeter joy than to strip away the perfect image, once it has fused itself to the skin like a second flesh.
Precanon fic, where Sunday swears he’s in control — funny how Gallagher never seems to notice.
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03 Sep 2025