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  1. Public Bookmark 10

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    “What dream,” he demands flatly.

    Shang Qinghua releases his hold on his king and takes a step back, pouting. “If I wake up because of this, I’m going to be very cross with you, my king!” He wags his finger at the ice demon. “I don’t wanna miss this, you know!”

    Mobei-jun simply crosses his arms and gives him an unimpressed stare, so Shang Qinghua gestures to the room around them. “You know, all this! This is the dream.”

    Shang Qinghua has somehow lost his memories and thinks he's dreaming about being in Proud Immortal Demon Way. This is obviously Mobei-jun's problem.

    How will the two navigate this until Qinghua is back to normal!?

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    09 Sep 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 13

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    Jason's just trying to take his dog for a walk. Roy's pretty sure his kid just *wrecked* his chances of a meet-cute. Maybe things can still turn out okay, though?

    “Shit! I’m so sorry, man. It’s hot, and we were at my dad’s earlier, and I knew she ate too much chili.”
    Jason shook his head. “Happens. You alright, kid?”
    “I’m okay, but you’re really gross.”
    Jason saw her dad wince. Deliberately, he relaxed his shoulders. “It’s fine, kid. Really. I’ve had worse on me.” 

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    05 Sep 2025

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    I've only known about Chili Dog for 5 min, but if anything happened to her, I'd kill everyone involved [insert meme here]

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    "You’re confusing autopsies with live dissection.”

    Jason’s head turned.

    The bartender was standing there like he’d always been, wiping down a glass, voice level and detached.

    “An autopsy is postmortem,” he continued, tone completely at odds with the words coming out of his mouth. “You’re trying to determine cause of death. Internal trauma, tox screens, organ inspection. Neat incisions. Clean data. No suffering.”

    Jason narrowed his eyes.

    The guy beside him blinked. “And… and dissection is…?”

    The bartender’s mouth twitched.

    Or,

    Jason just wanted a quiet drink, but instead he got a creepy bartender who thinks talking about corpses counts as flirting.

    [Inspired by a tumbr post.]

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    31 Aug 2025

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    He's only a few yards from the front porch, the same one he's sat at semi-regularly for years now. The front door isn't broken on its hinges like he's used to, isn't banged up and scratched, and he finds himself staring at it, trying to sort through the possibilities of what could be going on. The most obvious answer is the one he's really, really trying not to contemplate.

    He's in the past. He's in the god damned past.

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    29 Aug 2025

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    Taking in the baffled looks on their faces she smirked at them before speaking. “I’m Batman,” she growled comically.

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    27 Aug 2025