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  1. Public Bookmark 39

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    You love Bo. You love him in that consuming, fireshrine way that makes you feel like you're a wicker pyre made to burn for him, for an atavistic god, and like a moth to an uncontrolled flame, you can't help but be drawn in by the blaze. Enraptured by it. You love the burn, love the heat, love him -

    So, why - why - can’t you stop looking at Vincent?

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    23 Jan 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 97

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    He keeps his claws fixed against the scruff of your neck. Forcing you down, bowed on your knees with your face tucked tight against his massive thigh, breathing in the stale scent of him. Even through the foreignness of it—the sharp burn of oxidising iron, rusted metal, and old, rotting blood—he smells good. Intoxicating. It makes you dizzy. Makes you greedy. For something. Survival, maybe. That instinctual drive, self-preservation, needling in your hindbrain to keep you alive.
    Despite your reticence, you angle your chin up, glaring at this creature, this beast. This Cimmerian god of old. Stygian king in his throne of bones, his pretty pet, his plaything, supplicant by his side.
    You won't ever submit. Ever.

     

    in this tangled game of captive and keeper—pretty pet, little plaything, to a being beyond your understanding—you realise that your submission, your surrender, is what he’s after. but what does submission even mean when he keeps you nestled in his bed of furs, collared by his hand. nothing, you suppose.
    but when he fails to turn from a hunt, you find yourself caught between a pit and a pendulum.

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    23 Jan 2026

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    He pants against your mouth, and you can feel the stretch of his grin—a languorous, satiated smile like the sunrise in the winter. All dark, endlessly so, and then suddenly—

    Johnny feels like dusk. The first breach of the morning over the lands; a sleepy haze of light eating into the tenebrose that shrouds everything around you. A steak of ochre, gold, in a world of darkness; the varicoloured smear of pastel clouds breaking over the horizon. 

    Being with him is a little bit like cupping the sun in the palm of your hand. 

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    22 Jan 2026

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    You're pretty sure that the couple next door is keeping someone locked in their basement, but that's Johnny and Simon's business, not yours. You refuse to acknowledge both your suspicions and your growing attraction to them. Unfortunately, your neighbors find it highly entertaining to invite you over to watch you pretend like nothing's wrong.

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    22 Jan 2026

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    When you engage with the Fae, you play by their rules. Ignorance is not absolution, and they always come to claim what is owed.

    Puca!Ghoap AU where you inherit a cottage and strange things happen.

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    20 Jan 2026