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"Thanks." There. Perfectly polite. Qiuyuan was a master of manners. A king of decorum. A scion of courtesy—"Can you let go of my foot now?"
"You don't remember me?" Jiyan asked. Qiuyuan extracted his foot when it became clear Jiyan wasn't going to release it. He'd never met someone with a foot fetish before.
"I dropped a glass, I didn't hit my head. I met you hours ago. I do, in fact, remember you."
"No, from before."
Something squirmed in the back of Qiuyuan's brain. A small memory seed, not quite ready to bloom, but bursting from the dirt.
In which an unforgettable one night stand, a case of mistaken foot fetish, and a Christmas Miracle allow me to write the closet sex of my dreams. NOW WITH ART THANKS TO THE WONDERFUL AUTUMNSACURA!
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Following the defeat of the Threnodian, Jinhsi and Sanhua demand that Jiyan take an extended sabbatical for his own good. They send him to Sagaci Springs, in the recently reopened Mt. Firmament. There, he becomes embroiled in uncovering a Fractsidus plot and must work together with the lone swordsmen Qiuyuan to uncover it, all while dealing with his overwhelming, instant attraction to the blind drunkard.
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Years after mutations ended the world as he knew it, Grimmjow now lives a simple, if lonely, life in the forest. It's mostly quiet, with only the occasional mutant zombie to keep things exciting. It's how he prefers it, really, but Grimmjow isn't alone in the woods, and eventually his past comes knocking. Art in Chapter 2!
Grimmjow doesn’t sleep that night; he stays awake until the dawn’s rays creep through the leaves.
He’s cautious after that. Dozing lightly during the night, prone to waking up at the slightest possibility of movement outside. His supply runs are few and far between, and largely uneventful, but the paranoia eats at him when he does, filled with an ever-pervading sense of being watched.
It fades eventually, as days pass with nothing of note happening. It takes two weeks for Grimmjow to realize that he hasn’t had a single mutated near his house since the incident, something that usually happens once or twice a week.
Something or someone is killing the infected near him.
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“What’s really your deal with Sylus?” Zayne asks.
“I’ve told you, I hate him.” Caleb rolls his eyes, finally cracking open the water bottle and sipping on it.
“People don’t usually fuck the person they hate, Caleb.”
Caleb has worked hard after his accident to make his comeback on the idol scene while Sylus paid his way in. Their (onesided) disdain and hatred for each other can only be matched by their horniness.
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Moonlit Resonance by Beanmei for AutumnSacura
Fandoms: 鸣潮 | Wuthering Waves (Video Game)
03 Sep 2024
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The relief is instant, the cool breeze kisses Rover’s flushed skin, and he inhales deeply, filling his lungs. He lets himself lean against the windowsill, unsteady on his feet, as he tries to regain some semblance of control. He can hardly talk to Baizhi about this, but something is wrong.
A scent on the wind catches Rover’s attention, immediately distracting him from all thoughts about his issue. It smells like the Emortia but different. Better.
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when im a really bad stalker but for some reason the guy im stalking is really into that? by gh53h54w2 for lastalliance
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
21 Apr 2026
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Phainon couldn't help but feel a bit attracted to Mydei from the very first meeting they had; he only wished he had been more honest with him from the very first moment.
Not that it matters, Mydei only wants that man wearing glasses to follow him everywhere just as bad as Phainon wants to follow him.
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21 Apr 2026
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eating sugar out of your hand by azuresummer
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
13 Apr 2021
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But Lan Zhan is unrelenting. He smiles at Wei Ying, soft and fond, and rubs little soothing circles against Wei Ying’s back with his thumb. “You’re not what, Wei Ying?”
Wei Ying whines, soft and sweet, and drops his gaze, unwilling to entertain this further. But Lan Zhan kisses his neck again, and strokes at his hair, still twisted up against the back of Wei Ying’s head, held in place by his fist.
“You’re not my omega?” he whispers, tightening his grasp on Wei Ying’s hair, directing Wei Ying to look up and meet his gaze in the mirror. “But you submit to me like you’re my omega.”
Oh.
Wei Ying’s eyes widen in shock. He can feel his heart beating in his chest, frantic and rabbit-quick.
“You get wet for me like you’re my omega.” Lan Zhan whispers, and trails his fingers along Wei Ying’s waist, stirring up a dizzying warmth between his legs.
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30 Mar 2026
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"Are you always this reckless?"
Varka can do nothing but grin. "Believe it or not, dear Lightkeeper, but this is me having grown out of my reckless phase."
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In which Varka gets injured, isn't prepared for the Ratnik he seeks out for help to be so beautiful, and Flins collects shiny rocks.Bookmarked by Beanmei
09 Mar 2026
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your words (like nectar on my lips) by crispuffs
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
03 Oct 2025
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“Does it bother you?” Flins asks, voice low with concern.
Does it…bother Varka? Now that’s one hell of a question. If by ‘bothered’ Flins means that Varka is upset by the reminder of Flins’ ethereal otherness, his long-lived history, and all the difficulties their incompatible lifespans will surely bring upon them further down the line, then no, not in the slightest. It’s but a small price to pay for loving Flins, and Varka certainly wouldn’t want him to change anything about himself—not for Varka’s sake, nor anyone else’s.
But if by ‘bothered’ Flins is referring to Varka’s sudden newfound, all-consuming compulsion to hear him speak fae again—a rallying war cry in the midst of battle; whispers of sweet nothings in their quiet moments together; breathless gasps and moans, punctuated by screams of Varka’s name as Flins writhes in pleasure—then yes, Varka supposes it does bother him quite a bit.
Or, Varka wants Flins to speak fae to him in bed.
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08 Mar 2026
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Flins is a late-night bakery employee, and Varka is the tired streamer who keeps visiting him at two in the morning.
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08 Mar 2026